Saturday was fun. Me and a bunch of friends when to the Ren Faire. It was Pirate Weekend.

Then, I spent Sunday being "sick as a dog on crack," as a friend from work says. My roomie had a bad stomach virus. The good news is it passed in about 24 hours.

Here are some pictures from the Ren Faire.

My student worker Nelida came. She is from Venezuela. This was all very new to her.

Looking around - what do we want to attack first?                                         Bad belly dancers

Reports came back to Baton Rouge of these gals being drunk in public. While we were there, they were drinking in their tent between shows and doing shots during the show. We are certainly not the belly dance police, but don't put yourself out there as a paid performer and give us all a bad name.

They weren't great dancers (I don't think I'm a great dancer), but we were supportive: we clapped and gave a zaghareet at all the right points (It takes guts to get up and dance). I don't fault them that. I fault them for doing it while drinking. There are enough misconceptions of belly dancers out there already. The audience might never see another one and they got to see these.

So, when at the end, they invited the audience to get up and dance with them to their drummer, we did. That's the one thing about being an improve group, all we need is a beat and a leader and we can dance to anything anywhere. We weren't rude. We stayed on the side of the benches where we had been. But, I think the audience noticed the difference.



This is Nelida, my student worker. She had a great time.   These two ladies were great. It was their first Ren Faire.

Nelida and Matthew both really liked this goat.                 Matthew shooting enemy ships with a catapult

There were hulla hoops

Pirate Headquarters - the sign said so.

A tent full of strippy socks. Bambi was very happy.           At the end of the Faire, they dance. I guess they are glad
                                                                                          everyone is leaving.

Up waaaayyyy to early

Don't know if I'm keeping this bit when I get to editing, but it's making me happy this morning:

Ben waited for the anger and rage, but it didn’t come.  Why when he needed the stupid curse did it decided to go away? A spark of hope bloomed, maybe he really wasn’t moon struck. He could go home and everything would be okay.  He could have a life, get married, have children, be a father. 

“Wha chu smilen’ at boy?” it was the stinky one. “I wouldn’ be smilen’ if I was in your shoes.”

Ben thought about saying I’m smiling because I don’t feel like ripping your head off, but all things considered, it didn’t really seem like the time. He got a look at the men.  These were not the merchant’s guards that he’d seen in the city. These were rougher, more capable, killer type looking men. He stopped smiling.

NaNo Project

It's snippet day over at squidathon. I've posted a bit of my NaNo project (only lightly edited)

I'd like some feed back on this.  I'm trying to stay in Ben's POV and at the same time show the effects of being moon struck through someone else eyes.  I'm not sure if I've wandered into Rendy's POV by doing that.

Is it okay? How could I make it better?
squid snippet

Official TRUE COLORS Blurb!

WOOT!! I can't wait!  I love this series

Official TRUE COLORS Blurb!

by Thea Harrison on Tuesday, November 15, 2011 at 12:46pm

Meeting your soulmate? Great. Preventing your possible murder? Even better.

Alice Clark, a Wyr and schoolteacher, has had two friends murdered in as many days, and she’s just found the body of a third. She arrives at the scene only minutes before Gideon Riehl, a wolf Wyr and current detective in the Wyr Division of Violent Crime—and, as Alice oh-so-inconveniently recognizes at first sight, her mate.

But the sudden connection Riehl and Alice feel is complicated when the murders are linked to a serial killer who last struck seven years ago, killing seven people in seven days. They have just one night before the killer strikes again. And every sign points to Alice as the next victim.

This is a new release.

Warning: This book contains a hot police detective, a violent murderer on the hunt, and a heroine that can blend in anywhere

Samhain Publishing

Book Title: True Colors

Series Name: A Story of the Elder Races

ISBN13: 978-1-60928-823-5

Length: 26,176 words

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Theme: Shapeshifters

Price: $3.50

Publication Date: 12/13/2011

Come and Play

Taken from her bogwitchiness's LJ. This story is ROCKIN'!
Come and put in your 2, 5 lines.

"You all ROCK! The story on Heroines of Fantasy is giving me chills, it's so good. Everyone is feeding off the same voice, the same vibe, yet twisting their own little nuances into it--and some comedy! It is killing me not to add WOOHOO comments! I can't wait to see where this goes.

By the way, you can go back as many times as you'd like to add to the story. I have made three entries so far myself! (Threewitheyesthatsee is me...I forgot to sign out after posting. D'oh!) I am definitely doing this again. You are all so freaking talented!

If you haven't added your bit yet, don't be shy. Come play with us!"

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How was everyone's weekend?

I did pretty good in the house cleaning and writing departments. I DID NOT get sidetracked (procrastinate) by baking bread
Didn't quiet reach my goal, though, but it was a bit adventurous. I think I got about 3 or 4k written since Friday.

I stand at 21,597 for NaNo. My goal had been to reach 25,000 by Sunday night. Hopefully, it will be pretty dead at work today and I can crank out another 2k. My target is to finish the bloody book whatever the word count winds up being, which at this point, is looking past 50,000. I'm just afraid once November is over, my drive will peter out like has happened in the past.

I'm really liking how this story is turning out. The easy part is over, I think. The first part of the book had always been clear in my head. The second part, not so much. Sort of nebulous general ideas. Now, I head into the bog.

Looking for a word

In the interest of time for NaNo, I am using some modern slang in my story but I will need more appropriate verbiage when I hit the editing stage.

I have two teenage boys (17 years old) being angstie about life sucking. In Ben's case, his life really is sucking right now.

How would I phrase "My life sucks" in a more medieval sounding way since "sucks" is modern slang or do you think it is okay to leave something like that?  Would it bother you if your reading a fantasy novel and teenagers broke out into "my life sucks"?

What about "yeah" and "hey"?

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I will not make bread today.

I will not make bread today.

Bread is just another way to procrastinate.

Yummy wholesome goodness.

I will not make bread today.

I will not make bread today.