RIP Furbaby Blue

RIP

Blue

January 1, 1999- January 8, 2011

My furbaby Blue passed away today.

He was the sweetest kitty ever, never hurt anyone even put up with all the kids dragging him around even when he was bigger than they were. I remember my daughter would pick him up and carry him around when she was just a toddler. He was bigger than her and just let her pull him around and throw him over her shoulder- and he never was declawed even. He didn't need to be, that's how gentle he was.

My kitty Blue was born New Year's Day 1999- under my bed.

I had both Blue's mom and dad. His dad Harley passed several years ago, Angel is still here but old- going on 14 which is really old in kitty years.

My kitty Angel gave birth to a whole litter under there. Blue was the only one we kept. He was amazing- a Siamese born to a tabby torty and an orange Tiger. He had all the Siamese markings- dark tips and blue eyes. Plus he was big. Angel is and always has been a small girl. Harley was average. Blue stretched out from nose to tail was over three feet. A gentle giant.

Angel is the only kitty I have left of my original 4 who had been with me since I was a still pretty much a kid myself. It started with Lynx, then I found Angel and bottle fed her because she was only about 2 weeks old, then I got Harley, then Blue was born.

Lynx passed in 2003 and a few months later Ginger found us.

Ginger is an amazing kitty and has a special place in my heart, but the original 4 will always hold places most dear because they grew up with me, were here when no one else was, human or furred.

Goodbye my Blue Man Choo, I will always remember you.

Character Voices in My Head

I hear random voices in my head. Sometimes it's just an exchange, a story plot, or an entire scene.

To the non-writing community this would be considered crazy. Schizophrenia anyone? But no, the voices don't tell me to do anything, I'm quite grounded with who and where I am and I know the voices aren't "real".

But they're there. And they have been for as long as I can remember.

As a child my stories were often acted out by a cast of stuffed animals and dolls that included Cabbage Patch Kids, Rainbow Bright, Pound Puppies, Carebears, and Unicorns.

Yes, I was a child of the eighties. :-) (and a teenager of the angst ridden grunge nineties, and an adult in the new millennium)

The stories and ever changing cast of characters have always been with me. Sometimes they were nothing more than daydreams to entertain other times I took the time to take notes and write them down so later they became works of fiction.

During the dark times of my life they were sometimes silent, my creativity stifled by stress and despair.

In the past several years since I started focusing on writing as a career the voices are always there. So many that I can't always keep track or write them all down. So many characters that want to come alive on the pages of my stories, novellas and novels.

Sometimes the voices pop out of nowhere with crazy seemingly random thoughts and quotes.

Today is a great example.

I was in the shower and random voices were playing in the background of my mind as they always do (I know, crazy, bonkers , loony toons right? But other authors understand, don't you?)

Anyway some random dialogue was going on in my head when an exchange caught my wandering attention and made me take notice- this was what I heard (in my head):

"Now you just hold on a minute young lady!" A male southern accented voice chastised her.

"I ain't young and right now I'm no lady!" The arrogant tone of her voice rang through the air. A growl built in her throat as she continued, "I'm a full grown alpha bitch about to tear into your ass!"

Where that came form I have no idea. I'm not currently working on any stories involving a female werewolf or any other werecreature. But it seems there is one inside me trying to get out. I found the small bit of dialogue so interesting I wrote it down and I'm filing it away. There is an alpha bitch inside me wanting out. I wonder what story she'll find herself in.

Free Book Friday: Dark Pleasures

This week I have a pdf of the new Melange book- Dark Pleasuers which contains my story Cemetery Seduction.

Want to win it?

Here's the book details:

Blood Bonds by Lisa Basso:

Andrea McCarthy is a young vampire, still clinging to humanity, forced to fend—and learn—for herself. That is until she runs into Anthony Smith, a sexy vamp with a mystery all his own. Will Andrea's humanity slip away while she struggles to trust Smith, find answers, and break the blood bonds that bind them?

Strained Chords by Rebecca Varnum:

Cadence is the talented singer for a small time rock band. While performing their latest gig Cadence is confronted by an ancient evil that forces her to use her unique abilities that have been slumbering for centuries. Can Cadence save herself and the man she secretly loves?

Cemetery Seduction by Roxanne Rhoads:

When an exiled dryad meets a handsome carpenter at the back door of Sinful Sundaes, Fate herself comes to Spellfire—to handle this one personally.

The Dream Maker by Megan Hussey:

Dr. Veronica Franklin created the perfect man in her secret lab. Guillaume is seductive and loving, kind and handsome, but does he have a real heart?

In Her Dreams by Cooper McKenzie:

Rachel Anders is a frustrated author until she meets the man of her dreams. Using sex play Nat helps her reconnect with her creativity.

Adevar by Nora Weston:

Secrets, lies, the truth, and the disappearance of Nathan Hawkins' father all force him into the unearthly realm of Adevar.

The Seventh Legend by Mila Ramos

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