Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Ta-ta for now!
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Well, ladies, the time has come . . . to bid you all adieu.
As many of you know, I am dropping off the Casablanca Authors blog. I don't have another book coming out with Sourcebooks in the near future, so I'm going to exit stage right, leaving the spotlight to the many other wonderful authors who have lots to share with Casablanca book readers. I've had a blast being in your company and wish you all well!
I've summarized in a previous post what my future holds. But here's a quick recap for those who've missed it:
I have a historical women's fiction novel being released in the fall. Titled Sloane Hall (and written as Libby Sternberg, my married name), this book tells the tale of a chauffeur who falls in love with his Hollywood starlet employer just as she's about to make her first talking picture. Just when he thinks she's returning his affection, his heart is broken by secrets she hides from the camera and the world. Inspired by Jane Eyre, Sloane Hall tells a fresh tale of obsession and forgiveness.
I have high hopes for this novel because it's a real "book of my heart," one of those stories an author can't seem to shake off, no matter how many times people (agents, editors) tell her that it's not marketable. I blogged about how it came to sell over at my own blog -- it's worth a look for all you who struggle with rejection. Rejection made this manuscript stronger, and the advice of a rejecting editor eventually pointed me in the direction of a sale.
I also blog about its parallels to and differences from Jane Eyre, the classic Charlotte Bronte romance. If you're a Jane Eyre fan, you might enjoy this post here. And there's a lively discussion going on about favorite scenes from Bronte's novel and whether Jane was a feminist at this blog post.
In addition to Sloane Hall, I'm still learning how to market my Kindle exclusive mystery novella, Death Is the Cool Night. I've blogged about this experience as well -- why I came to put a book on Kindle myself, what I learned about the process, what other authors can accomplish in that new market.
As I work on these various promotional efforts, I continue to edit manuscripts for two publishing houses and write the occasional freelance article.
Oh, and I'm also excited to be helping my daughter, Hannah Sternberg, as she gets ready for the publication of her first novel, a YA, titled Queens of All the Earth.
So, although I'll be gone from this particular spot, you can probably find me around the internet somewhere. Stay in touch! Friend me on Facebook at Libby Malin Sternberg. I give away free books there occasionally!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Camping Mama
Some of my favorite memories as a kid are the many times we went camping as a family. It was great fun! I remember playing in lakes, swimming in ice cold glacier water, or catching frogs in muddy ponds. Sleeping in a tent outside was always a thrill (except for the time we forgot the rain fly and it started to pour in the middle of the night and the tent filled up with water).
Camping food is the best too. Somehow anything cooked over an open flame is delicious! Hot dogs roasted over the fire, “dirty” eggs in the morning, and of course s’mores at night. My brother and I had different strategies for roasting marshmallows. He would carefully roast his over red coals until each side was golden brown. I was too impatient and would plunge mine into the fire until it burst into flame. I’d wait a few second for the flames to melt the insides, then blow it

So it was with eager anticipation that I planned my own family’s first camping trip last year. We were going to have so much fun! My first task was packing for the trip. When I was a kid I would just throw some stuff in a bag, which my mom would then double check and add the things I forgot. Now that I was the mom, this task fell to me.
Packing was my first clue that camping for moms is different than camping for kids.
It took me weeks to prepare. I made lists, I read books, and I planned for every possible weather contingency. There was a lot of equipment to buy. Have you wandered around a camping store? So many gadgets! And all of them collapse down into itty bitty packages. Me, a credit card, and a camping store is a dangerous combination. After spending as much on “roughing it” as a trip to Disneyland, I moved on to meal planning. I made careful estimations as to how long food would last in the cooler. Making a detailed list is key because you must bring everything you need for that meal. Want to eat a can of baked beans? You better be packing a can opener!
Finally the day of the trip arrived. We arrived at the campsite and the kids ran off the play. I spent the afternoon running around trying to set up camp and at the same time make sure junior didn’t fall into the stream and juniorette didn’t fall out of a tree.
Finally the campsite was up and ready. Now it was time to play… wait, no I needed to start cooking dinner. I got the fire started and put on the grill. Getting the fire right, with the coals just perfect is a bit of a challenge. Mom did it, easy—at least that’s how it appeared to me as a kid. I was coming to realize Mom did a lot of stuff… and maybe it wasn’t so easy.

Crisis averted, I finally get the kids their s’mores prepared and now it’s time for mine. Except no, I need to take juniorette to the potty – which when camping is an experience best forgotten as soon as possible.

The rest of the trip pretty much went along the same lines. My kids had a fabulous time, just like I used to have. I worked my butt off, just like my mom used to do. Afterwards I called my mom to thank her.
We are planning on going camping this summer again. The kids are totally looking forward to it, and this time I know what I’m in for!
So here’s to all the moms who work hard so their kids can have a great time! Have you ever had to fill a role your mom did and realized just how hard that lady worked for you? Love ya Mom!
Oh and if anyone wants my camping packing list, e-mail me at Amanda@amandaforester.com. I’m happy to share!
Monday, June 28, 2010
'Tis The Season
The English custom of the elite in society passing months in London rather than their country homes began somewhere in the 17th century and continued to dominate the culture until well after WWI. Roughly coinciding with the sitting of Parliament, the official Season launched in earnest after Easter and ran until August when Parliament adjourned. The purpose was originally a time for the aristocracy and landed gentry to gather in Town to discuss politics and workings of State, but quickly evolved into a period of socialization and entertainment.


Ask yourself – If I were a debutante of the ton and it was the first decade of the 19th century, how would my summer proceed?

Naturally there would be fun with a plethora of soirees, operas and plays, museum exhibits, sporting events, horse races, and at the top of the list, dances. For the latter, Almack’s Assembly was the crème de la crème. Acceptance into Almack’s was all-important. Being denied admission by the Lady Patronesses who controlled every aspect of social life for the unmarried, down to setting the fashion styles and rules of conduct, truly was the death knell for an appropriate marriage.


Sunday, June 27, 2010
Summer Is In The Eye Of The Beholder
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate – William Shakespeare
Hmm. I'm not quite sure the bard was a fan of summer considering that quote.
I was surprised when the subject of summer pursuits came up in my critique group the other day. Well, not surprised by the topic, since I brought it up, knowing I needed to write a “summer” themed blog soon. No, I was surprised by the range of emotions this particular season seemed to evoke amongst our members. So I thought I’d share some of those thoughts with you today.
For starters, Heather Boyd lives in Australia. So for her, summertime activities include drinking ginger beer and celebrating Christmas. I have to give her credit, that was not the sort of summer fun I was expecting to hear. But as realtors always say – Location, location, location. Her best summer memory is something I don’t imagine I’ll ever get the opportunity to see. Her parents were driving across Australia and she’d fallen asleep. Heather said, “I woke up at sunset to find kangaroos keeping pace with the car.” That just sounds magical to me.
Stateside, however, the excitement for the season was embraced by some, but not by all.
Julie Johnstone loves lazy swims in the ocean and searching for seashells on the beach. She said, “Summer is my favorite season because life slows down and I don’t feel rushed to do anything.”
The idea of lazy swims in the ocean gave me heart palpitations, however. For me there’s nothing lazy about swimming in the ocean, it’s more of a panicked rush back to the shore. I always think I’m fine and then an image of Spielberg’s Jaws flashes in my mind and I can’t get back to land soon enough before I hyperventilate.
Erin Kelly says she lives for summer. “We live on the lake, and every day we swim with the dogs, go wake boarding or wake surfing, putter around on the pontoon, or simply relax on the dock and tend to my container veggie garden.”
I don’t know if I’m coordinated enough for the wake surfing, but she makes the rest of it sound nice. Then again, I can usually be talked into trying something once.

Contrarily, Catherine Gayle’s rant on the season had me in stitches. “I hate summer. I hate summer with a passion. I hate it because summer is miserably hot and humid in Texas, and all I want to do is go to Antarctica or North Pole, Alaska to cool off for a minute. I hate it because the sun comes up so much earlier than I want to get out of bed, but my cats have decided that sunrise also means it is time for them to be fed. I hate it because I have extremely fair skin that burns at the drop of a hat, and so I have to not only slather on SPF 1,000,000 sunscreen all the time, but stay covered up with as much clothing as I can bear--which isn't much, since it is hotter than Hades.” She also said her favorite summer pastime was standing in a walk-in refrigerator.
For a more traditional and perhaps more nostalgic sentiment, Jerrica Knight-Catania says she remembers “catching fireflies at dusk when I was little".
I am sure she has plans to share that activity with her little princess as soon as she’s old enough. I know I enjoyed doing so with my son when he was younger. What is it about fireflies that make them fun? As a rule, I hate bugs; but there's something magical about fireflies (or lightning bugs depending on where you live and what you call them.)
So, I’ll pose to you a question I asked my critique partners. What is your favorite summertime memory? Or if summer isn't your thing, how do you plan to escape it?
Saturday, June 26, 2010
An Exciting Time of Year!
Summer is always an exciting time of year. This summer especially because I just sold a new series to Sourcebooks – The Domestic Gods Gone Wild! Series. You’ll get to meet the heroes and heroines in my next book, Yours For the Taking. It will be released in January.
If signing my new contract wasn’t exciting enough, the same day I signed on the dotted line, I received a phone call telling me that my book Too Hot to Handle won the Holt Medallion for Best Romantic Comedy! The thing I love most about the Holt Medallion is that it is judged by readers, the very people I write for, not the publishing elite. I’m completely over-the-top because Romeo, Romeo won last year too, so this year’s win completely shatters my concern that it was all a big fluke. Well, almost.
The Romance Writers of America’s National Conference takes place every July. This is something I look forward to all year. For those who don’t know me, I’m a bit of an extrovert. (okay, you in the peanut gallery, keep it down) I love being around people so keeping myself locked in an office staring at my computer, writing 40 hours a week is difficult. Conferences are my saving grace. Nationals is a wonderful time to go on a road trip with my critique partners, get together with writing friends, meet with my agent and editor, go to parties, dinners, and generally do everything I haven’t done since the last conference.
The best things happen to me at Conferences. I sold my first book, Romeo, Romeo at the 2007 National Conference, I won the Golden Heart that same year, and this year, Breakfast in Bed is a finalist in the Booksellers’ Best Awards. The Booksellers’ Best Awards Banquet is at Nationals so I’m really hoping my luck holds out.
If you live in the Orlando, Florida area, I hope you will come out for the 2010 “Readers For Life” Literacy Autographing at the Walt Disney World Dolphin Resort on Wednesday, July 28th from 5:30 to 7:30 PM. More than 500 authors participate in the signing, including most of the Casa Babes and me. Stop by and say hi! Admission is free and all the money raised from the sales of our books will go to local literacy charities.
Thankfully, after a whirlwind week at Nationals, my husband and two of my three kids will meet me at Disney for the beginning of a much-needed vacation. We’ll spend a few days with the big-guy, Mickey Mouse and then head down to the West Coast to spend time with my family. I can’t wait!
So what is the most exciting thing about summer to you? Ahem…please remember this is a PG rated blog.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Summer is for Concerts!
The first concert I saw was when I was in sixth grade. I went with my dad to see REO Speedwagon and Cheap Trick. Remember “Can’t Fight This Feeling”? I loved that song, and I’m sure all the other sixth graders did.
One of the first concerts I saw without parents was Depeche Mode. That was in 1988. Let me tell you, the guys from DM made an impression. I thought they were the coolest thing ever. I went out the next day (or rather had my mom drive me to the mall) and bought their Black Celebration album on cassette. No CDs back then.

I started dressing in all black and listening to bands like The Cure, New Order, and The Smiths. I remember one summer I saw Heart, New Order, and Erasure at Southern Star. At fifteen, I was a little surprised to see a man in a pink tutu on stage (Erasure), but for me, anything could happen at Astroworld. It was a place of discoveries.
I never did see The Smiths. I guess they didn’t come to Southern Star or maybe Morrissey was on his own by then. I would have liked to hear “Meat is Murder” live. That was my favorite song and one reason I became a lifetime vegetarian.

My musical tastes now run more toward the newsboys, TobyMac, and Chris Tomlin, and if you were to peek in my CD player in my car it would probably have a Baby Einstein lullaby CD in it. But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten those days of black lipstick and Depeche Mode.
What about you? Any concerts you wish you’d seen?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
EDITOR/PUBLISHER OF THE YEAR, AND PITCH CONTEST
Ok, that was 10 seconds of glory and celebration, now back to work!
Last month on this blog I took pitches and had a GREAT time, and I'm going to do it again today! HOWEVER, please read these directions carefully because this month's event is a PITCH CONTEST--you must follow the rules (unlike your heroine, ok?).
*I will choose ONE WINNER from the pitches sent to the blog by midnight tonight (Thursday 6/24/10).
*The winner will be announced by midnight tomorrow night (Friday 6/25/10).
*The PRIZE is--a critique from MOI!!!! The winner will be invited to send me their synopsis and three chapters for a critique and will get their critique within 4 weeks of me receiving their materials.
*IF YOU WANT YOUR PITCH CRITIQUED, you should send it to me directly at deb.werksman@sourcebooks.com as well as posting it on the blog. Pitch critiques will be done within 6-8 weeks.
*If you are too shy to post your pitch, send it to me directly at deb.werksman@sourcebooks.com and I will critique it. Please note that only pitches posted on the blog will be considered as entries in the contest.
Here's the gist of what I'm looking for in a pitch:
PITCH TIPS
Please be sure to include:
*Your publishing/sales history (how many books and how many copies sold to readers). This is where, if you're a debut author, you say so. If you're introducing a new pen name, please share your publishing/sales history of your previous name(s).
*The category and subgenre of the book
*A hook!! (The hook is a 2-3 sentence selling tool that gets a buyer excited about stocking your book and a reader excited to buy and then read it. It positions your book as something unique and desirable.)
*A quick introduction to the main characters and the major conflicts
My criteria--what I'm looking for:
*single title romance in any subgenre, 90,000 words minimum generally
*a heroine the reader can relate to
*a hero she can fall in love with
*a world gets created
*a hook I can sell the book with in 2-3 sentences
*the author has a career arc--this book is the beginning of a series or of a set in the same subgenre with a theme I can use to build the author's readership
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Oh shoot! No, don't!

It was my day to blog and I forgot (until just now when I peeked at my other calendar.) Have I mentioned I have a new book out?

I have no excuse...except for gobs of promo to announce my first mass market paperback release, whirlwind blog/book signing tour and keeping dates in two different places. I apologize profusly.

Okay, so summer is the theme. Is it summer? I've put everything on hold until after June. Which is a bummer since June is probably my favorite month. I like September too, except it heralds the end of summer and I get bummed out. No, really. I think I have a touch of S.A.D. (Seasonal Affective Disorder.)
I'm such a summer girl that I convinced my husband to take me someplace warm every winter. He knows I need something to look forward to to get me through the lengthening darkness. He can see for himself how much happier and more mobile I am in the sun. This year I signed myself up for the 'Cruise with your Muse' conference in January and I'll be going to RT in April. Now to find someplace to escape to in Feb or March. That ought to do it.
I'm brainstorming my next series, which takes place in New Orleans. Perfect! I see a research trip in my future! Meanwhile, let me recommend my current series! Strange Neighbors. It's getting all kinds of positive reviews, so it's not just me who loves it. (grin) And I've been getting reader emails too. That's almost more precious since they don't have to write about it to anyone--but they choose to! Now, don't get upset, reviewers. You're positive feedback is precious to me too. You have no idea how much I need that affirmation!

So, what do you think? Where would you set a book as an excuse to visit...for research, of course! And maybe to get away from your Strange Neighbors!

(I've heard people need to see an ad 7 times before it sticks. There's another one on this page somewhere and if (when) you go to Amazon, you'll find one there too! (wink)
http://www.amazon.com/Strange-Neighbors-Ashlyn-Chase/dp/1402236611/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1270205590&sr=1-1
Strange Neighbors
When star pitcher and shapeshifter Jason Falco buys a small apartment building, he sees it not only as an investment but as a place to escape the demands of major league baseball.
That is, until he meets his tenants--a sarcastic unemployed vigilante vampire; a wereraven with a morbid sense of humor; a werewolf thief who sells security systems; and two witches with an owl who work as phone sex actresses. Not to mention a beautiful, all too human nurse. But with all the hooting, howling, and hollering going on, how's an all-American shapershifter supposed to sweep a girl off her feet?
Ash
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
School's Out For Summer!

No more pencils,
No more books,
No more teacher's dirty looks!
That's the rhyme my classmates and I used to chant every year during the last few days of school.
C'mon, I know you said it too! SOME of you, anyway. And even if you didn't, I know you were just like me and every other school kid and could not wait for summer vacation!
Oh, how I longed for those lazy warm summer days with nothing to do but sprawl out in the shade, reading a book or just relaxing. Doing NOTHING was so great! And I had almost three glorious months of it.
Of course, the reality of summer vacation was that usually by the middle of July, I was bored to tears, missing my friends, and running out of books to read (that were at my maturity level) at the library. If we got to go on a trip, it was usually the long car ride back to Texas to visit Grandpa and the other relatives and we were only gone ten or twelve days at the most. So even though I would never have admitted it, by the end of August, I was more than ready to go back to school.
But what about my teachers? More often than not, they were grumpy the first week or so of school. However, it never occurred to my childish self that maybe THEY weren't ready for their summer vacation to end!
And MAYBE the teachers were just as happy to see the last day of school as I was... WOW! That was a revelation. When I sat down to write The Wild Irish Sea, I decided to make my heroine Amber and her twin brother Parker both

Of course, being the dirty rotten romantic suspense writer that I am, I couldn't just let them laze around doing nothing like I did all those years ago. What fun would that be for me (and my readers)? If my characters aren't being tortured, then I'm falling down on my job as a d.r.r.s. writer!
So I sent Parker off to the auld sod to do a little research into his family tree and study a bit of marine biology. He's out on the ocean in a rowboat in a rain storm. And then... heh heh heh (Aunty laughs maliciously)!
...The unmistakable crack of a pistol tore across the waves. Parker flinched and lost his grip on the oars. Momentarily transfixed in horror, he watched one man slump forward. The other caught him and heaved him over the back of the boat...
A murder!
Holy sh*t!
He’d just witnessed a murder!
A mega dose of adrenaline rocketed through him, and Parker grabbed the oars and rowed for all he was worth. Unfortunately the pair in the sailboat must have heard him. Another shout echoed through the downpour, followed swiftly by another pistol retort.
Parker put his head down and kept rowing, puffing his cheeks with his rapid breaths.
Two more shots rang out. The second splintered the wood in front of the right oarlock...
The next bullet ripped through the wood close to his ankle. Seawater spewed into the opening. Instinctively, he lurched forward and another bullet tore through the side of his mackintosh, grazing a fiery trail across the flesh over his ribs.
He fell from the bench seat into the rising water in the bottom of the boat. The little vessel dipped drunkenly with the sudden shift in weight while yet another bullet lacerated the hull.
More water gushed in.
Oh God, I am seriously scr*wed!
Parker tried to pull himself back onto the seat, but slipped and banged his forehead against the oarlock.
...He was a thirty-year-old man about to die if he didn’t do something quick.
He knew what he had to do. He was a sitting duck in this tub. His only hope was to swim for it.
He crawled to the opposite side of the boat, sloshing up water all around him. His ribs burned like the salt water was a red-hot poker and he hissed in a sharp breath.
As the curragh dipped toward the sea, Parker risked a quick glance toward the shore, but he couldn’t tell if the bluffs were any closer. At least he was a good swimmer, though he didn’t really like swimming in the ocean. But he liked being shot a whole lot less.
With that morbid thought to cheer him, he launched himself over the side into the cold, black waves.
Poor Parker! About now, I'll bet he's wishing his summer vacation was over and he was back home lecturing to his students!And I'm afraid if you want to find out what happens to Parker, you'll have to wait a couple more weeks. Heh! Heh! Heh! (Aunty's malicious laugh is not reserved for only her characters!) July 6th to be precise, for that is the day The Wild Irish Sea is scheduled to hit the book store shelves.
How did you spend your summer vacations as a child? Were you ready to return to school before the summer was over? Please share some of your summer vacation memories with us.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Vacation's All I Ever Wanted

Yes, I'm a child of the 80s and The Go-Go's song was a big part of my high school/college summers. And, funny, enough, I heard it today when I went to my neighbor's house (with the pool) after I got Genie Knows Best to my beta readers. The book is due at the end of the month, so you can see I'll be pretty busy the last few days once I get their feedback.
And then it'll be on to copy edits of I Dream of Genies, which are due the 6th. And then, on the 9th, I leave for RomCon in Denver, and THEN, I FINALLY get to go on vacation, and let me tell you, I'm going to need it! We're heading to Mt. Rushmore, Mt. Crazy Horse, Devil's Tower, Yellowstone and the Grand Tetons, so it's not going to be the normal relaxing beach vacation where I lay around and play Scrabble and read books (that I didn't write). I'm kind of bummed about that, but I do want my kids to see these sights while we're still the main family unit, so I'm sucking up my beach-withdrawal and doing this.
But at least I won't have a deadline breathing down my back. Leave It To Genie isn't due for several months, so you can believe I'm going to take a bit of a breather for the month of July. Considering I'm travelling 17 days out of the 31, I think that's a good idea--for my sanity and my family's. And the scary dustballs that have taken up residence around the house in the last month that I've been on this deadline.
And, I'm actually able to relax because I just received a fantabulous quote by author, Kate Douglas, for I Dream of Genies, and thought I'd share. It's always nerve-wracking when you're waiting for your editor to get back to you with that revision letter, and a HUGE relief when she accepts the story, but you're still wondering what will the reading public say. What will the reviews be like? I have to really thank Kate for how quickly she read this (I think I sent it to her a week ago?) and also for her kind words. So, here you go, along with the back cover copy for the book. And, if you want to see the cover for Genie Knows Best, check out the Wickedly Romantic blog at : www.WickedlyRomantic.blogspot.com
What song brings back summer memories for you?

He needs to change his luck, and fast!
Matt Ewing would gladly hunt down a fortune in lucky pennies if he thought it would save his business. But for all his hoping, Matt's clueless when his long-awaited lucky charm falls in his lap in the form of a beguiling genie. He just can't believe that this beautiful woman could be the answer to his prayers...
She's been bottle up for far too long!
Spending 2,000 years in a bottle would make any woman go a little stir crazy. So when Matt releases Eden from her luxurious captivity, she's thrilled to repay him by giving him the magical boost he needs... But for all her good intentions, Eden's magical prowess is a little rusty and her magical mistakes become more than embarrassing. And though Eden knows falling in love will end her magic and immortality, she can't help but be drawn to the one man who wants her just for herself.
"I Dream of Jeannie meets Indiana Jones, and the action is on! Judi Fennell's I Dream of Genies, is a rip-roaring fun from the very first page--filled with magic, mayhem and mystery, with two of the most engaging lead characters ever written. When dreamy contractor Matt and homeless, on-the-run genie Eden aren't setting off sparks--or butterflies--they're dodging magic, fending off the evil Faruq or feeding one of the magical critters Eden accidentally conjures up with magic gone haywire. Filled with laughs, action, and an absolutely magical romance, this book is one for the keeper shelf!"
Go-Go's image: http://www.somuchtotellyou.co.nz/2008/08/go-gos.html
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Surf Bunnies

“Cowabunga, dude!” Fluff and Puff shouted as they pushed their bunny surfboards through the rolling waves.
Jazz lost track of time, ignoring Fluff and Puff’s shouts of glee and Krebs’ yells as she concentrated on the volleyball game with the same fascination she gave any Hugh Jackman film.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
I Looked for Him...


All I could find was corn. The golden tassels glistened in the late night sun; the green leaves protecting the buttery yellow kernels from hungry predators--like me.

And sunflowers edging the corn-their sunny faces turned this way and that--a clinging beige grasshopper on one, a moth on the other--the signs of summer.
But he wasn't there--or maybe, he was. Only he wouldn't come out to play.
I went on a hike through a serene park then. He was there, I'm sure. Waiting for the dark to come, to show himself.

He wasn't riding this bike though. He was running in his wolf form. Birds were singing throughout the woods, the sound of highway traffic drifted in the intermittent breeze. But without a wolf's hearing, I couldn't hear the river flowing down below. A sweet scent wafted in the air. I tried to conjure up what it could be.
It reminded me of the sweet scent of jasmine--the last two hold outs in my garden.

It didn't matter. It perfumed the air and made the hike even better.
Except for Alaskan-sized mosquitoes--luckily only ran into them at two points on the trail, managed to escape one, not the other although she won't be biting another soul--it was bugless.

But this is who I was looking for, up and down the trails. He wouldn't come out to play though. Not when I had a pack of she-wolves with me. :)
Sigh. Next time, maybe I'll catch him.
And he'll come out to play.
The good part of walking through those woods last night was they made me forget about the hectic week. :) Woods and wolves will do that.
And this is something else that is coming this summer!

And here is my upcoming blog schedule for the release!
8/2 Open
8/3 My Overstuffed Bookshelf http://myoverstuffedbookshelf.blogspot.com/
Casablanca http://casablancaauthors.blogspot.com/
8/4 Martha’s Bookshelf http://marthasbookshelf.blogspot.com/
8/5 Anna’s Book Blog http://annavivian.blogspot.com/
8/6 Poisoned Rationality http://lastexilewords.blogspot.com/
8/7 Sat Mona's Blog www.monarisk.blogspot.com
8/8 Sun
8/9 Open
8/10 Fumbling With Fiction http://chandlermariecraig.wordpress.com
8/11 Sia McKye’s Thoughts Over Coffee http://siamckye.blogspot.com/
8/12 Books 4 Moms http://www.books4moms.com/
8/13 Love Romance Passion http://www.loveromancepassion.com/
8/14 Sat
8/15 Sun
8/16 Star-Crossed Romance http://star-crossedromance.blogspot.com/
Casablanca http://casablancaauthors.blogspot.com/
8/17 A Simple Love of Reading http://simpleloveofreading.blogspot.com/
8/18 Thoughts in Progress http://www.masoncanyon.blogspot.com/
8/19 Open
8/20 My Book Addiction and More http://www.mybookaddictionandmore.wordpress.com
8/21 Sat
8/22 Sun
8/23 Fresh Fiction http://freshfiction.com/
8/24 Debbie’s Book Bag http://debsbookbag.blogspot.com/
8/25 Book Junkie http://myfoolishwisdom.blogspot.com/
8/26 Fang-tastic Books http://www.fang-tasticbooks.blogspot.com/
8/27 Larissa's Life http://www.larissaslife.com
8/28 Sat
8/29 Sun
8/30 A Journey of Books http://ajourneyofbooks.blogspot.com
8/31 Night Owl Romance http://www.nightowlromanceblog.blogspot.com/
Casablanca http://casablancaauthors.blogspot.com/
And here's beautiful Portland where the story takes place. :)

Hope you all have a delightful Saturday!!! And find the wolves of your dreams!
I'm off to write on Dreaming of the Wolf on this very hot Saturday! What are you doing to make your dreams come true?
Terry
"Giving new meaning to the term alpha male."
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Friday, June 18, 2010
Sum-sum-summertime

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I am a Kindle owner! I love it. I blogged about it over at me very own wee blog--click here for edifying post on historical context of ereaders and communications changes throughout the centuries.
Now I need to get Kindle accessories. Perhaps a red velvet Kindle cover, hmm? Perhaps something diamond-encrusted and pearl-handled, hmm?
Or maybe just a plain leather zip case. Oh yeah.
High summer is nearly here. What's that phrase from Gatsby, where Daisy says she always waits for the longest day of the year and then misses it? That's the way I feel about summer--I eagerly wait for it, and then poof, it's gone in a firecracker burst of wonder. Dog days march in, and I'm thinking, "Autumn, autumn. . . are you out there? Will you please come back? I didn't mean those nasty things I said. . ."
When I was young (you know, just a few years ago - ahem), summer was my favorite season (okay, maybe behind spring). Summer was special. School was out! Summer meant lazy days sitting under trees reading or watching I Love Lucy reruns in the air-conditioned family room, or sleeping late, or getting snow cones, or going to the pool or the beach. Summer was a big, fat, juicy ball of goodness.
Now summer is sitting on the patio sipping coffee in the morning, listening to the birds chatter, wondering if they're talking about us. It's sitting there in the evening admiring flowers just in bloom and wondering when the next blossoms will open. It's even mowing the lawn and enjoying the exercise. It's planning the Fourth of July barbecue when my eldest will return from Hong Kong for a visit. So yes, summer is still a big, fat, juicy ball of goodness.
I've been writing a little, but mostly doing freelance editing, some article writing, and promoting my books. I'm lucky that my office window overlooks our backyard where I can see the garden and the birds when they zoom in for a quick splash in the birdbath. Summer is always just a glance away.
Summer makes an appearance in one of my favorite Samuel Barber songs, Sure on this Shining Night (poem by James Agee). Here are the lyrics, and here is a choral version (you might need to turn up the volume).
SURE ON THIS SHINING NIGHT by James Agee
Sure on this shining night
Of star-made shadows round,
Kindness must watch for me
This side the ground.
The late year lies down the north.
All is healed, all is health.
High summer holds the earth.
Hearts all whole.
Sure on this shining night I weep for wonder wand'ring far alone
Of shadows on the stars.
High summer does hold the earth, and I often do feel that kindness does watch for me this side the ground.
With that, I'll throw it out to you -- is there a song, book, poem, movie that you associate with summer? (I have some extra copies of My Own Personal Soap Opera, so if you comment on this post, I'll throw your name in a lottery and choose a winner of the book by the end of the upcoming weekend. Put your email address in the post if it's not part of your profile.)
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Beaching It
What do you associate with the word “beach”? Smooth white sand? Palm trees? How about barnacles?! My family loves going to the beach, but for us in the Pacific Northwest it’s not exactly tropical. One of our favorite things to do is explore the tide pools at low tide.
With nothing more than a pail and shovel my kids can be amused for hours. That’s free entertainment! Exploring the rocky shore line can lead to many exciting discoveries: shells, starfish, snails, sea anemones, sand dollars, crabs, jellyfish, seaweed, limpets, and eels. My son is fearless, picking up huge crabs and catching slickery eels. We also learn a lot by observing how these creatures live. Did you know sand dollars are actually purple and live sticking up in the sand?

We have even found an octopus. For my son who is a great lover of cephalopods this was a huge treat, second only to attending a squid dissection at the zoo. Do you see the red octopus in this picture? If red is an indication of his emotional state, the octopus was showing that he was really irritated we found him under a rock. Octopuses can actually change color to blend in to their surroundings and even become multiple colors. Clever creatures. Random question – can you name all four types of cephalopods? My son surprised a zookeeper by knowing the answer. He also knew how many hearts a squid has (three) and how an octopus moves (jet propulsion). I sense marine biology might be in his future.
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Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Summer Songs!
Aruba, Jamaica, ooh I wanna take you toI imagine it would be a unanimous vote if asked which band throughout all time and every type of music wrote the best/most summertime songs: The Beach Boys.
Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key Largo Montego, baby why don't we go
Ooh I wanna take you down to Kokomo,
we'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go, way down in Kokomo.
I heard "Kokomo" on the radio recently and immediately thought of summer and music. A dozen songs instantly popped into my head, some by The Beach Boys, but lots of others. Yet when I did a Google search for “summertime songs” I was amazed at the lists!
I have narrowed down some of my favorites, ones that either specifically extol fun in the sun or are just so bouncy that they feel like summertime! Enjoy the videos I scrounged up and then share some of your favorite songs of summer.
Does it make you want to watch Grease again for the hundredth time? It does me! I was playing the clip last night and my daughter dashed out of her room sure I was watching Grease! She was quite disappointed.
Best Summer Songs according to numerous lists that are also my favorites—
“Summer in the City” by The Lovin’ Spoonful
“California Girls” by The beach Boys
“School’s Out” by Alice Cooper
“Heat Wave” by Martha and the Vandellas
“Under the Boardwalk” by The Drifters
“Dancing in the Streets” by Martha and the Vandellas
“Hot Fun in the Summertime” by Sly & the Family Stone
“California Sun” by the Rivieras
“Summer Breeze” by Seals & Croft
This was the best video I could find for this song originally recorded by Martha and the Vandellas. David Bowie and Mick Jagger do it well, but I have to admit I am an 80's rocker child and partial to Van Halen’s version with David Lee Roth strutting his stuff. *sigh… Alas, I could not find a decent video version. Bummer.
Every single list included Eddie Cochran's classic "Summertime Blues." Fantastic song so I can totally understand. I found a few clips of Cochran, fuzzy and in black & white, but could not resist Alan Jackson's wonderful rock-a-billy rendition.
'Cause it's summerRecognize the song? It wasn’t familiar to me until I played the clip. Guesses?
Summer time is here
Yes it's summer
My time of year
Yes it's summer
My time of year
Stretched out on a blanket in the sand
Kids of all ages diggin' Disneyland
Rappin' on the C.B. radio in your van
We'll give a big "ten four" to the truckin' man
Young boys playin' stick ball in the street
Fire hydrants help to beat the heat
Old man feeding pigeons in the square
Nighttime finds young lovers walking there
In Atlantic City or out in Malibu
Or any where between, I'm telling you
When you feel those balmy breezes on your face
Summer time is the best time any place
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“Summer” by War YouTube Link
Guess the summer song and artist by the lyrics---
1. Saturday in the park,
I think it was the Fourth of July
People dancing, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs
2. I feel alive
I feel the love
I feel the love
That's really real
I feel alive
I feel the love
I feel the love
That's really real
I’m on sunshine!
3. If everybody had an ocean
Across the U.S.A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals too
4. But I can see you, your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
5. Oh when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Ya - I'd always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life
I left a whole bunch out so I could hear from all of you. Dig deep! Share your summer songs and why they appeal to you. Link to audio/video clips so we can enjoy. And while you are thinking of that, I leave you with this old clip and dare you to not start bobbing in your seat…..
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Ah, Summer Vacation

Until middle school began…


Of course, I’m getting my own little bit of heaven this summer, and I’m not sure which one of us is more excited for summer vacation – my son or me. But I think it’s me. For the next three months, I can sleep in again, if you call 7:00 am sleeping in. But it’s light years away from 5:00 am, trust me. Now that summer is here, I can return to my most creative, late night evenings spent with only my laptop and my imagination.
How do you plan to spend your summer?
Monday, June 14, 2010
Those Lazy Days of Summer
Do kids still do that today? Do they still ride their bikes everywhere? I lived in a small town—Flushing, Michigan. Even at the age of 8, my friends and I could ride our bikes to Main Street and go into A&W and get a root beer float. We would ride around all day, stopping home for Kool-Aid or to retrieve something we’d forgotten (Star Wars action figures, water guns, or pom poms—all the necessities). We didn’t have cell phones. We hadn’t even heard of cell phones. My mom didn’t know where we were, and I don’t think she worried.
Maybe it’s just because I lived in a small town. In Houston, I don’t see kids going anywhere without parents. I do take my little one to the YMCA, but there are lots of parents there—sometimes more parents than kids. It’s pretty hot, so maybe that’s why kids don’t ride their bikes. And they all have cell phones.
I used to teach the book Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury to sophomores. It was one of their summer reading books. Or sometimes we would read it at the end of the year, as summer was approaching. For me, that book is the quintessential in summer nostalgia. If you’ve read it, you know just what I mean. If not, give it a try. It’s a collection of short stories with interwoven characters. The protagonist is a young boy enjoying all the things I loved about summer when I was a kid.

So what do you love about summer? What are you nostalgic for?
Sunday, June 13, 2010
The Do's and Don'ts of Summer
No, wait. Perhaps it's best not to dwell on that. It's scary enough to think about the total number of books sold versus the number of people who've actually read them. Think about that. One library book can be read by hundreds of people before it finally goes into the recycling bin, and an ebook posted on the internet could be read by millions! Now, that's REALLY scary!
But I digress. We're doing the summer theme thing this month, and since I just got back from Myrtle Beach at a little after 1 am on Saturday morning, the whole vacation is fresh in my mind.
Or is it? It's funny how quickly we forget things. I know I could probably recall most of it if I put my mind to it, perhaps even tell you hour by hour what we did, but that would be boring. What I mean is, to truly enjoy anyone's vacation, you pretty much have to be there.
I could tell you how lovely the weather was in Myrtle Beach (hot, but not too humid), describe the feel of the sand between my toes (if I'd actually put my toes in the sand), or the soft sea breezes (the kind that make trees bend sideways), or the (fishy) scent of the sea air, but like I said, you have to be there. However, since this is a blog about summer, here are a few pics of what I like to do on my summer vacation, along with a few things I should never do again. . . .
Do:
Gaze out at the ocean and pray that the oil spill in the Gulf doesn't get any bigger, never happens again, never makes it to the Grand Strand (or anywhere else), and gets cleaned up real soon.
Do NOT:
Eat way too much at places like this, and then develop amnesia when trying to remember why all-you-can-eat buffets that include really good crab legs should be avoided for the rest of my life.

Do:
Visit places where the art, flora, and fauna of South Carolina can be enjoyed.
Do NOT:
Ever, under any circumstances, relinquish possession of the camera when there is a chance that pictures (no matter how distant!) may be taken of me from behind.
Do:
Go to Medieval Times so often that the knights (this one in particular) remember me from year to year.

Do NOT:
Forget that receiving enthusiastic hugs from men in armor can be painful.
Do:
Remember that while you're off having fun, someone is waiting patiently for you to return.

Do NOT:
Forget that there's no place like home, even if the humidity level in Indiana right now is roughly equivalent to that of the Amazon rain forest and that, after being left untended for over a week, my yard now looks like a jungle!