Sunday, December 23, 2012

Farmer Style

My favorite Kansas farming brothers are back with a new song. Enjoy!

Thursday, December 20, 2012

Holiday Lights For My Brother

What can I say... he's a Psy fan.

Happy Holidays anyway!

Friday, December 14, 2012


Welcome to starr words and the Purrrfectly Giftastic Christmas Blog Hop! First off, make sure you head to the Hop's page for the list of participants. Visit these authors' blogs and the chances of filling your stocking with books and gifts increases! And who doesn't like prezzies?

I don't know about you, but October and November seemed to be only a couple of weeks long each. December hasn't proven to be any slower. So, I feel really behind for the holidays this year. But then I look back and realize I've had short stories published in two different collections in these three months.

In Tales From The Mist, my story Dead Lily Blooms, is about one of Death's gatherers, and the vampyre he's required to bring to Death's gates.

Just released Martini Madness, contains the tale Death and the Dryad. Death needed someone--who better than a soulless dryad?

So I guess the days passed so quickly because I actually was productive. Sometimes it's a good thing to stop and take account of what you've really accomplished! I think you'll find your list is longer than you thought.

Back to the fun of the season! What might Santa Cat bring you from *lizzie and starr words? A cool stretchy bracelet in your favorite color or one of *lizzie's books in the electronic format of your choice! Leave a comment with your email and the color you love best. You'll get an extra chance in the drawing if you mention how you follow *lizzie--blog, facebook, twitter. Whatever. Goku, my bro's cat, will choose the winners on December 18th.

Happy Holidays!

Goku ignoring me... as usual.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

I Love Flamingos

Here's some fun for a Thursday--or any day. For some reason I identify with these animals.
Enjoy.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Autunm's Harvest Hop Winner

congratulations to...
Beckey!
winner here at starr words

Friday, November 9, 2012

Harvest--A Great Time for Farmers


Welcome to the Autumn Harvest Blog Hop and starr words! 

I spent a few of my youngest years on a farm, and while I was too little to really do much besides getting knocked down by the sheep, being chased by the chickens, climbing on huge piles of hay bales, or getting stuck in the middle of a wheat field in my red rain boots, I remember the time fondly. Well, maybe the getting stuck wasn't such a great thing. I didn't know about suction and how if I simply stepped out of my boots I'd be free. My Grampa saved me though. He was--and will always be--my hero!

So, I guess I'm saying that today, my guys of autumn are farmers. 



In the second book of The Double Keltic Triad, autumn isn't a happy time for Iain.

Summer turned to fall, and Iain's visits to the cairn became less frequent--the small hope he had cherished for so long faded to a dim reflection of Lara's golden beauty.

After his long hours of toil in the fields, he spent the shortening evenings in the seclusion of the pleasuance. His mother's gardens brought small comfort, even though he often felt the cool touch of her presence.

Iain harvested the last tender medicinal herbs and left the rest untouched. As he spread the leaves on trays for drying, the low hum of his mother's voice intruded on his solitude.

Believe.

He tossed a handful of leaves to the ground, kicked at the small table and knocked the tray to the ground. "I dinna wish to hear that word."

My son…

"Nay. Yer words dinna help me, Maither. I believed she would return, an' she has no'. I believed her words." Iain fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. "I believed she loved me." The words were wrenched from his soul--what little soul he had left without Lara at his side.

You must…

"Nay. Dinna speak to me again of this." He gasped. "Dinna speak to me again. I willna listen."
The voice fell silent. Inconceivable as it was to him, the emptiness inside grew. He had chased away both women who loved him. He was truly alone.
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And now for the fun stuff! Leave a comment (with your email addy) to be eligible for your choice of an e-copy of one of my books, or a handcrafted stretchy bracelet. (US only for the bracelet) AND we have THREE grand prizes. You as a reader can go to EACH blog and comment with your email address and be entered to win. Yep, you can enter over 200 times!


Now what are those prizes?

1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $50 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: A Swag Pack that contains 10+ paperbacks, ebooks, 50+ bookmarks, cover flats, magnets, pens, coffee cozies, and more!




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Saturday, November 3, 2012

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Gone Visitin'--WG2E

On this marvelous first day of November, I'm off on a trip to another blog.

The Writer's Guide To ePublishing  

Let's talk about beef sticks and adventure!

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Happy Halloweenie!

From Lessa ... and me.


Personalize funny videos and birthday eCards at JibJab!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

A Parody for Wednesday

It's been awhile since I posted a parody. Every time I see a new one, I remember how much I enjoy 'em. Now this one combines a dance craze that seems rather parodific (how's that for a new word) itself and one of my fave cult movies--Big Trouble in Little China.
So, for your enjoyment...
Lo Pan Style!


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Movie Time at From The Heart

Today's starting out rather dreary where I live,
so I've gone visitin' over at 
From The Heart with Cheryl St. John. 
Do stop by for a visit and talk movies. 
I'm sure Cheryl has the water heating for tea!


Photo credit: mconnors from morguefile.com

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Tales From The Mist--The Blog Hop




Sharing the pages of this amazing anthology with eleven other indie authors is a dream. On this, the celebration  and release of Tales From The Mist,  we're excited to share this collection of nightmares with you, sweet readers.

My tale, Dead Lily Blooms, is a departure from my usual fantasy. I've not written a character like Lily before--simply because I didn't want to follow all the usual conventions of her kind. Here, let this excerpt introduce Lily and her desires to you.
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Lily wanted him.

Like the pervasive, sensual beat of Latin music blaring from the monstrous speakers, thrumming through the blood stream to draw upon the souls of those surrounding her, awaiting her tale, she wanted him.

More than the rising sweet scent of flowing life, she wanted him.

For this night, he would be her obsession.

Ah, but he was young, not much older than she appeared to humans. The laughter rushing through her mind held a strange, mocking tone. After all this time virtually everyone was younger.

She inhaled, searching for his scent through the crowded bar. There. Young enough still to hold the sweet aroma of youth. Lily sensed within him a compelling wildness; a bit of darkness she’d learned held the strangest of appeal. A wildness she vowed to discover, to unleash. And then tame.

But perhaps she wouldn’t subdue him too much. Lily smiled to herself, watched him from the shadows and felt the protruding, sharp points of the teeth that made her what she was.

Vampyre.

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So, I've written a tale about a vampyre. No garlic or stakes. No sparkles. Simply a woman, with really sharp teeth, who desires a man. With a bit of a twist. One I hope you'll enjoy.


This isn't where Lily lives, but it is a picture for the scavenger hunt!


I'm glad you stopped by starr words! Follow the links below to continue in your scavenger hunt, then head to link #11 to record your findings and gain entries into our drawings for 3 gift cards.

Follow this blog or like my Facebook fan page and leave a comment with how you follow and I'll enter you in a drawing for your choice of a handmade, fall stretchy bracelet or one of my other titles--Any of the Keltic books or Birds Do It!


Happy Scavenging and good luck!
Most of all--don't forget to leave the light on!

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