…where you just feel shitty and tired and nothing gets done.

Yep, welcome to my Monday, LOL

Also Jennie Andrus has tagged me and because of the above I haven’t gotten around to it. So tomorrow, I will be officially TAGGED!

…my next wip…

Guess who’s been having far too much fun with Paint Pro today, LOL

I need to make myself blog. There are so many other things tugging at my time, but I’m making myself update today *cracks whip!*

So, I promise, to myself at least, to update this blog with my fantasy wips. So far I have:

and
I’ll post more one them later… when I have a clue what they’re about, LOL By then they may have proper titles too *grin*

I love history.

I love the crazy people, the machinations, the smells, the sounds, the food. I like history to be tangible… but most of all, when writers fall back into history, I like to be right.

So, I’m reading… and I know there has to be a bit of history. The hero is from the 16th century and alive and well in the 21st. You know the author is going to let him take about his past…

It arrives.
And it’s all I can do to not wall-thump the damn book.
It was a nicely light brush of history. Nothing in depth, just enough to give a sense of how this man had lived. Yet, even those few sentences were totally, totally wrong. There’s a complete confusion about warfare at the time of Elizabeth I and it’s teeth-gratingly annoying.

It doesn’t take much to get the facts right. Not with so much information available.
Research is a distraction and you can whizz of into useless tangents. This from the woman, who found her house on Google Map instead of the mountains of Scotland, LOL

However, without hunting down the facts, I don’t feel I can confidently render my world.

Example: I spent this morning searching for a coffee for one scene.
I needed a sense of the taste, the texture, because it spoke about who my heroine was. And it worked. I found my coffee. It’s now made the scene more concrete. I needed to find out the details, because I knew that getting it wrong would do exactly what this book has done to me.
Make me feel as though the author didn’t care enough about her story, and about the readers reading it, to get it right.

Btw, my description was nowhere near as thick and tarrish as the coffee itself. *grin*

Anyway, my rant-ette is over and I have to go to bed.

Hurrah!

I’ve jiggled about with it, added chunks, deleted chunks and the story is away. So that’s a huge weight lifted, LOL

Now, I have to think about taxes and reading and Alchemy…

My book came today.

It’s all shiny and lovely. Frodo was able to read his name and ‘and’ and ‘up’ in the dedication, LOL

I’ll have to take a piccy and post it here. Nice subject for my 300th post, though.

Now I have to get back and try and put Past Lies to bed. Zach and Anna are not co-operating at the minute. *sigh*

Woke up to a rather nice email showing the new list of Capa Nominees at The Romance Studio!

After making absolutely sure about 5 times, I can safely announce that Buying Mackenzie’s Baby is one of them. Wooo Hooo!

Off to sort out Past Lies. I have less than 5k to write (only 43 words less, but at the minute I’m grabbing at anything I can, LOL) and I can see the end in site. Hurrah.

Oh and yesterday, because of a certain Miss Nevada and her naughtiness, I got nearly 600 hits on this blog. Also, to take a break from PL, I redesigned my blog. I have to do the same with my Fantasy blog. But I’m going to attack a bit more of Past Lies before I do that, LOL

I’ve just noticed the spike in people visiting this blog.

A short hunt reveals something about Miss Nevada and salacious conduct… *grin*

Off to find out more, hehe

My alter-ego has some good news she’d like to share. *grin*

It’s official… well as official as it gets, LOL

Amazon hasn’t lifted it from ‘pre-order’ status, but the book is ready to ship from the printers.

Meanwhile, I had a tactful moan *grin* at Amazon.co.uk and it’s now up there too. YAY. Not all of the information is up yet though.

So the best place to get Buying Mackenzie’s Baby (especially for price and postage, hehe) is here: MBaM.

The morning after a high society party finds Kate Hartley in her ex-husband’s bed. Just a stupid mistake; something to put behind her… Until she discovers that she is pregnant.

Mack had never wanted children; had only married her in a rush of lust. Kate knows this. Nothing would drive her to ask anything of him. Nothing. But she’s homeless and flat broke.

And it isn’t only her welfare now.

However, Mack has his own agenda. Kate had fooled him once; married him for his money. Whored herself… It was why he had divorced her. But now his grandfather has threatened his mother’s home if Mack doesn’t marry and produce an heir.

He had vowed never to marry again. But Kate Hartley is his only choice.

And pay back can be sweet…