Just a Wandering Thought


In the world of “romance” books, there are a few themes that belong more in a fantasy romance rather than anything that might pass for reality. They call themselves contemporary romance and while I am happy if these books make others happy, I am not generally going to ever pause long enough to read more than the blurb.

What stops me at the blurb? Well, I personally am so over vampires I could puke, so those don’t interest me. I am not really interested in shifters, but I may read a few before I mark them off, but the ones I will never read are about billionaires marrying anyone, not of their status. I briefly dated an old money type, a Von Meister. While he was a nice guy, he was also very clear that his family always married into another family or maybe it was a couple of families but they were old money and I don’t remember which ones. The kind of money many of these books portray would have nothing to do with the maid, waitress, barista or anyone working for a living. I remember waiting for this old money dude as he checked his mail. He had a fit because some Aunt he barely knew had died and left him $20,000. He was upset that he would have to pause in his legal studies to do something with that paltry sum before it messed up his investments and tax status for the year. ahhh  I was being forced out of college by the costs and told him he could gift it to me and write it off. He informed me that such a gift would limit his gifting abilities.

Sorry girls, rich folk generally do not even look at the help and those of us in the non-royal, non-old money tribe are mostly invisible to the rich. We don’t even understand their trials and tribulations, poor darlings. A trust fund does not make you any better or worse than others, but it does give you schooling and life lessons “normal” people do not have the opportunities to learn.

So I avoid billionaire romances, vampires, attorneys and I suppose that means I avoid most of the romance stuff. I love a good love story, but it seems  that to be a romance book, you need lots of sex and the more graphic the better. Well, we all know how the piston engine works. It is the emotions that lead to the master suite that interest me. Good solid people, no matter what they do, are interesting and the sex is just the icing, but that’s just me.

Adieu my darlings, I shall return anon or whenever the thoughts gather up enough to write about.


To Edit, Per Chance To Scream


The book is LIGHTED WINDOWS, and while it is ‘finished’, its current phase is in editing. So much to learn and so many chapters yet to ‘fix’, I had no idea what I was getting into. I only wanted to write a book. To be totally honest, I wanted to write about six books or maybe seven depending on whether or not I write the fantasy/sci-fi one or not.

My editor (I so love that phrase), John Hudspith, is a wonderful human being. He wrote saying he was happy to see I had decided to “roll up my sleeves and crack on” with my first novel. I am endlessly grateful to this man.This is my first attempt at a book and I, like Grammarly, have managed to “cock it up” rather badly. Yes, I am paying John to help me polish this rusty bit of prose but there were so many other editors who would not even consider such a newbie as I. I know I have complained before about the costs, one wanted $20,000 with one-third upfront and then take a number and get in line, but the non-professional editors I looked into were English teachers or the like and they wished to strip the story of all cliques and most of its character. Please pardon me if I have asserted this novel has character but I wrote it so I am not a good judge.

Why the scream suggestion? Well, first I had to teach my right thumb about single spaces, then there was the matter of point of view and head-hopping confusion not to mention the single quote over the double quote thingie.The English teacher I mentioned, and please understand this person would have been an amazing teacher, suggested double quotes where John feels single quotes are appropriate. I think I may become fearful of either one.

So today I will blog here just a bit and then return to editing the first book. I also feel the need to write more on my works in progress, yes I meant that as a plural. I am not only editing my first attempt but working on the next two books at the same time. It gets really busy in my head at times. :> I am also attempting to read articles and a book about how one should blog. As a Realtor, I became familiar with SEO, meaning I knew what words to use to get my houses into search engines. Now, I have to learn what words will get my blog and by extension, my books into the same bloody search engines. Do you hear screaming??

One last note, if you will pardon me, but did you notice I generally fail to use contractions? I am not sure why I don’t use contractions. I think it was far too many years writing contracts, and counter offers and listing agreements and other such legal documents. To make your documents clear and possibly court ready, it is recommended that you abstain from using contractions. Just another bad habit to break, big sigh

Ciao my darlings! Thank you so very much for reading this far. I shall return, Anon  xx

The cover

I have a nice cover, well, I like it. Now if I can just hang on long enough to have a book to go behind it!

I have a nice cover, well, I like it. Now if I can just hang on long enough to have a book to go behind it!

I had originally planned to have a silhouette of a girl, set against a couple of homes at night. That turned out to be a serious challenge. Night shots are amazingly hard to get and the girl just seemed to distract from the windows. None of the stock photo sites had anything even close to what I was thinking of and the shots we tried just were not clear enough. There is also the matter of pixels and the mega pixels needed for this cover would require the purchase of a very expensive camera. Now there are those in my household who really thought such a camera would be great but the cost of editing ended that quest. So, that is the cover and the story remains untold.  more on that later 🙂

The Never Ending Edit


I seem to be always in the editing phase of my first novel, Lighted Windows. I sent off the next three chapters to my wonderful editor John Hudspith and I am now working on the next three or four if all goes well. What bugs me is the time necessary to work out the kinks (okay, there is no kink in this particular story) in a book I finished last year. I have two more books I am working on and finding time to work on them is a difficult proposition. There is all the life stuff to handle on top of blogging, and Facebooking and I have not Tweeted in a month and I have no idea how to Instagram but it appears that is also necessary for a complete author’s platform. I do have a cover now if I can just afford to complete the editing process if that is ever complete, and move on to the publishing phase.

I’ve been listening to Brenda Drake regarding pitching my book and reading Anne Allen for all kinds of good information and I am reaching information overload. I know it is the coward’s way out but honestly, Amazon is the elephant in the field so I may just join the slush pile. I know I should try to find an agent, but the query letter, the pitch at conferences and the research into each agent, is mind numbing.

Is it so wrong to just want to write? I’ve had years of jotting notes and writing scenes without the time to complete a work. Now I have time but the industry is changing and I feel the need to at least try to educate myself on the publishing industry. I am also not all that sure my funds will hold out long enough to complete even one professionally edited book, much less the five I have outlines and notes to write.

I am whining again. Sorry, sorry, truly my apologies. Thankfully I have no followers to offend. Enough for now, back to the book! Ciao my darlings, xx

If it Isn’t One Thing It’s Another

These will make you feel small. The ones that will make you cry are stumps the size of a house. Yes, I cried!

These will make you feel small. The ones that will make you cry are stumps the size of a house. Yes, I cried! 

It is time to pay the tax man again and I am in a foul mood. It isn’t as if I made a lot of money, on the contrary I made next to nothing, but I am self-employed. The self-employment tax could have been avoided if I had a tax guy who gets outside sales. But I went with a guy named Terry because his wife is a lovely lady and we worked at a charity together. Yes, I know, not a good reason to use the guy. I will never use this dope again but for this year I am stuck with a fool chosen by an idiot, me. Just to add insult to injury, I now owe him $325 for his no help. My mood is unchanged.

Why the redwoods? Well, when life sucks and today it does, I like to look at something that reminds me of better days. Don’t get me wrong I Hate California. I’ve been working to make my way out of this cursed state for over thirty years. The economy has made it more of a challenge than I had hoped, but some progress out of this very dry state has materialized in the form of vacating tenants. Now I can sell my rental and look for a replacement back in the land of water. My girlfriend in Ohio tells me the Ohio River flooded this year. Wow, the idea of water actually flooding is amazing. California is in a hundred year drought. Not totally sure what that means other than I want OUT! Property values are up, finally, after years of recession. The work around my home that needs to be done will take a little longer, but the end of my exile in the desert is in sight.

What have I learned in the Golden State? Well, you have heard it before and our Senators and Congressmen are living examples, “he who has the gold, makes the rules”. Money is required, in large amounts to survive well in this Land of the Redwoods. With the drought, the rest of our country will also find out just what water means. Farmers cannot farm without water and Los Angeles wants more water every year. The strange part about living here, and there are many strange parts, is that in spite of the horrific drought, new homes are going up like weeds. When forced to no long water my grass, I noticed the weeds still came up. We are told to reduce water usage by 25% while we watch the custom homes being built with their lovely fountains and large swimming pools. Hence, the saying made real and for all to see. With enough money you can buy whatever you want, even water where there is none. Jerry Brown is an idiot. Just sayin….