Erotic Dimensions of Romance

New Blog

2008-09-03T08:54:00.002-04:00

I finally bit the bullet and set up a blog on my website. The new blog is at www.jessieverino.net/Journal. I'm in the process of updating my website, and the new blog is in the new website theme. It's also a little more current. ;)

Jessie

Add Some Flash & Bang to Your Fourth

2008-07-03T09:19:00.000-04:00

Phaze Books is ready to add some sizzle & pop to your Fourth of July. On Friday, July 4th only, all Phaze titles are discounted 20%. Use the code FIREWORKS08 during checkout to receive the discount.

Phaze Fantasies, VI - Six Fantastic Authors, Six Awesome BDSM themed stories, for only $4.80. Guaranteed to ignite your 4th.

Sensual Energy - Jake & Amy find themselves in an alternate dimension, charged with sensual energy. $1.60. A lot of bang for your buck (sixty)

Statues - A curse, a dimensional spirit, and sulty, southern nights. $2.00 Timeless love to light up the night.

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Have a safe & happy 4th of July!
Jessie

Secret Indulgence Contest

2008-06-23T09:39:00.001-04:00

But not the kind you're thinking. Phaze Fantasies, Vol. VI, deals with the secret indulgence of BDSM and D/s. In most of the stories, the characters are experiencing these for the first time. Opening yourself up to, and enjoying, new experiences is a sub theme in the anthology. Right now, my blog reading tends to lean toward writing and reading, and I'm looking for some new blogs to read.

So, to win a copy of Phaze Fantasies, Vol. VI, comment with a link to the bizarre, the outlandish, the surreal blogs that you read. I'm not talking sexual here, but do you read the blog of a gardener who only grows carnivorous plants? Or how about a person who honestly believes they are from the future/another planet, etc. What I'm looking for are the blogs you read on a regular basis, but wouldn't dare admit to your friends that you read them. The person who sends me the quirky blog that catches my interest, and keeps it, will win a copy of Phaze Fantasies, Vol. VI.
On a side note, I was almost hit twice this morning -- at the same intersection. I was exiting the interstate and stopped at the light. Light turned green and I started to pull out. But, I never automatically go when the light turns green, and when I checked traffic, sure enough a lady with a child in the car heading southbound ran right through the light. Then a man in a truck heading northbound became so fascinated by the construction going on behind me, that he went right through the light. And then gave me the look, like what are you doing pulling out in front of me. (this was after the woman went through) And to top it all off, it's a camera light, so I'm sure in a few days, he'll figure out why I was pulling out.

Have a great week, everyone!
Jessie

This Will Consume the Great Person

2008-06-20T13:38:00.002-04:00

Now, if you guys have ever played Civilization IV, you recognize the title of today's post. And you know the game will consume you. I am a below mid-level player of this game. But it's addicting, and for a strategy game which should be boring for the first 100 turns or so, it's downright fun to play for hours (and hours, and hours) at a time.

My favorite civs so far are Russia (Catherine), France (Napoleon), and Rome (Julius Ceasar). I managed to win some time victories, a space victory, a domination victory, and a backdoor domination victory, but none of them above warlord. We also have the BTS expansion game, but DH has dibs on that game most of the time, so I end up playing the *vanilla* version. Which is okay with me, as I'd never played a Civ game until IV came out, and I'd like a little more experience under my belt before tackling BTS.

And, this type of game is great for my writer's imagination. I love worldbuilding and creating the mythology for my alternate dimensions and universes. Games like Civ IV where you have to build a civilization almost from the primordial slime up make great playgrounds. How do you build a warrior nation without starving everyone to death? How do you build an peaceful, intellilectual nation while still protecting your borders? How do you create culture? Religion? Who are these people and where did they come from?

A fantasy writers wet dream.

Of course, it takes days to actually complete a game, sometimes weeks depending on your level of play.

In that respect, it's a lot like writing. You build on an idea, protect some aspects. Let others go. Work the theme and each situation to to its fullest advantage, and beat up on the weaker elements until they either go away or build up some viable defenses.

So, in the midst of the crazy tax season, and other non-tax related days of hell, I found escapism in Civ IV. Now, I'm back to my writing. The first draft of Stygian Prophecy is complete, and I'm going through the second draft now. Should be complete by the end of the month.

Here's a little snippet - the opening paragraph. Let me know if you think it works.

The Paegus Realm
Daegnan knew the price of duty all too well. He paid the toll with every breath, and perhaps with his last breath this day. When he’d joined the Royal Guard, his family had turned away from him, refused to speak his name, and his heritage made him an outcast amongst the warriors. His so-called brothers in arms neither liked nor trusted the dragon soul hidden inside his human shell and spared no sympathy for his plight. He scented the sweat of their malicious anticipation and fought to control the part of him which craved the taste of their fear and savored victory by bloodshed like a sweet wine on the tongue.

Also, I'm gearing up to give away a copy of Phaze Fantasies, Vol. VI next week. Check back for details.

Have a Great Weekend!
Jessie

Phaze Fantasies VI is Now Available

2008-03-11T08:52:00.002-04:00

Six Fantastic Authors. Six Fabulous BDSM Themed Stories. One Hot Anthology! Phaze Fantasies, Vol. VI, available now from Phaze and discounted this week at Fictionwise.

To Have and To Hold by Yvette Hines: Kelli Delaney spent the last year planning for the perfect wedding. What she didn't plan for was getting to the altar and not having a groom there waiting for her. Dumped and pissed, Kelli decides she's still going to have her honeymoon and eat her cake too. When she meets up with her college crush, Will Robertson she finds herself submitting to a passionate weekend she couldn't have arranged for in her wildest dreams.

Continuing Education by D. Musgrave: By day, Stephanie Barrett is a high school English Teacher. By night, she's the Grand Mistress of a dungeon club, without a submissive to call her own. When she spots Nicolas Adamson, back in town from college, she remembers the strong feelings she had for him, but never acted on. A plan forms in her mind, to lure him into her lair. Thus begins the realization of her longest held fantasy--to find a submissive of her own.

Sam the Man by Jude Mason: Sammy Nicholson was the epitome of what we all might think of as 'flaming' gay. Small, well dressed in outrageous clothing, he loved to shock and tease. But Sammy was much more. A part time hospice worker, he fell for a client's husband and after some soul searching, the man tumbled for him as well. When the wife finally passes away, guilt sets in. Can Sammy's special kind of love break down the barriers Greg has set up for himself?

Precious Things by Augusta Li: Yaoi/Fantasy/BDSM: Far in the future, civilization has collapsed and people have gathered in walled City-States for protection from the dangers lurking in the Wastelands outside. Leaf is content in his role as slave-boy to his beautiful and enigmatic Master, Leannan. But when an associate from Leannan's past arrives, the secure routine of Leannan and Leaf's life is disrupted, and Leaf must confront truths about his Master he'd rather not know. He must find the strength to do what he dreads most: act alone, without his Master's guidance.

Statues by Jessie Verino: Alexandria Darnoud values her privacy as much as her art collection. Her living art collection. Rumors run wild throughout New Orleans about her hedonistic, invitation only, parties. Dante is a reporter working undercover as one of her statues in order to break the story of his career. Tough, take no prisoners Alexandria, has a secret she dares not even acknowledge to herself. She wants to surrender her hidden passion to a man who can take control, and Dante is her man of choice. But will Dante give up his story, his career, to keep Alexandria tied to his bed?

iSU Bm iT by N: A perfume might be bottled eroticism, but iSUBmiT is more. iSUBmiT is bottled darkness. And to learn how to sell the darkest of erotic promises Svetlana must first experience them. She must go to So-UnReal-Ism…

Leap with Phaze

2008-02-28T08:47:00.001-05:00

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Time to Really Party Now & An Excerpt

2008-02-07T13:46:00.000-05:00

You're not going to believe this. One boss is working at home today, and the other just walked out the door and won't be back. Woo Hoo! The office to myself all afternoon. That in and of itself is an assistant's wet dream, but for it to happen on my birthday? Wow.

I promised excerpts, and now I can post them without having to worry about who's looking over my shoulder. The first excerpt is from Statues. It's due out on March 3 as part of the Phaze Fantasies Anthology Vol. VI.

Blurb:
Alexandria Darnoud values her privacy as much as her art collection. Her living art collection. Rumors run wild throughout New Orleans about her hedonistic, invitation only, parties. Dante is a reporter working undercover as one of her statues in order to break the story of his career. Tough, take no prisoners Alexandria, has a secret she dares not even acknowledge to herself. She wants to surrender her hidden passion to a man who can take control, and Dante is her man of choice.

But will Dante give up his story, his career, to keep Alexandria tied to his bed?

Excerpt:
"How long can you maintain an erection?" Alexandria Darnoud asked the question with no more inflection than if she were asking him how fast he could type. Of course, this wasn't a normal job interview, and he'd lost what little modesty he'd had when he'd posed nude for the portfolio she now held.

Dante cleared his throat. "I'd guess I'm about average. Is it a requirement?"

She smiled demurely in contrast to the subject matter. "No. In fact, very few of our statues are nudes and only a select few are chosen for centerpieces." Still holding the photographs, her direct gaze wandered from his face and lingered on the image of his cock at full attention. "However, judging from your photographs, I'd say you're a little better than average. I'm sure our artists will want to work with you."

The casual statement made him squirm a bit in the soft leather chair. His research indicated the new statues were stuck on a pedestal in a dark hallway, and he hadn't expected to do more than that, but even the chance to attend one of her infamous parties made him ready to agree to anything.

Her enthusiasm made him wonder for a moment if she suspected he had applied for the job as an undercover assignment for the local tabloid, Rag Time, and then he quickly dismissed the idea. He and his boss had arranged his alias and cover story perfectly. She couldn't know the truth.
He inclined his head slightly, trying to hide his apprehension. "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Darnoud. I would consider it an honor to work with your artists."

Rumors regarding her artwork, and her parties, could be heard on every street corner in New Orleans. For a reporter, the chance to expose, in depth, what went on during those parties was a priceless opportunity he couldn't resist. Every gossip reporter in the state had tried, but none of them had gotten past the front gate. At least he'd made it inside the mansion.

She closed his portfolio and handed it back to him with a contract. "Good. Our agreement is quite simple and quite exacting. We do not allow any type of enhancement, including chemical or herbal, which would increase your stamina or erection size. We do periodic testing to enforce this policy." She shuffled several papers across her desk. "We will provide all training, make-up, and related services as part of your compensation, which is stated in the contract. After your probation period, you will enter the rotation for the parties. In addition, there is a non-disclosure agreement regarding your employment which stays in effect for fifty years after termination. Fraternization with guests and other employees or staff is strictly prohibited. Any questions?"

Damn, she looked too delicious with her full lips slightly parted, and her smoldering gaze too sexy, sitting poised behind the dark, cherry wood desk waiting for his answer. He leaned forward to take the contract, a little more than he should have, and deliberately lowered his voice to a husky, intimate tone. "What about fraternization with the boss?"

The question didn't appear to unsettle her at all. In fact, it brought a mischievous little smile to her face that made his heart race. She matched his movement and leaned toward him, just enough for him to glimpse the swell of her breasts in the vee of her silk blouse. "I'd be disappointed if you didn't try, Dante." The use of his name gave him a false sense of intimacy. "I grew up in this home, nurtured in the bosom of what most people consider human perfection. It takes a lot to impress me."

He retrieved a pen from his pocket, and signed the contract without reading it. "I'm looking forward to the challenge. When do I start?"

Now, off to find something for lunch.
Jessie

It's My Birthday!

2008-02-07T09:07:00.000-05:00

Today is my birthday! And I share this special day with a another great author and great friend, Trista Ann Michaels!

The Giants won the SuperBowl. Life is good.

So, I've got absolutely nothing planned as far as a party on the blog, but let's see what turns up. I received a wonderful message from this morning from a reader who told me Lord Night was the first e-book she purchased. Wow, I'm still all agog over it. It means so much to me when someone tells me they enjoyed reading my stories. Especially, since my stories don't fit the norm. They're a little science fiction, a little fantasy, a little erotic (or in some cases a lot), but they're all romance.

And of course, my latest is totally different than what I normally write. Statues is a straight contemporary with a light D/s theme.

I'll post some excerpts later, but now, I've got to get some coffee and slave away at the day job for a little while.

Jessie

SuperBowl Weekend

2008-02-01T13:12:00.000-05:00

Okay, I'm pulling for the Giants. Not much to say on the subject which hasn't already been said.

But, the half-time show...

Tom Petty is the scheduled entertainment. Being a southern gal, I've always enjoyed his music. I doubt after Janet's little fiasco a couple of years ago that he'll sing You Don't Know How it Feels, because hey *let's roll another joint*, but what do you think he'll pick for the SuperBowl audience?

My picks are:

Running Down a Dream
Free Fallin'
Breakdown
I Won't Back Down

My maybes are:
Even the Losers
Refugee
Don't Come Around Here No More

So, what do you think will be his picks?

Have a great weekend!
Jessie

It's Been Awhile

2008-01-28T10:43:00.000-05:00

Yeah, I'm the world's worst at keeping up with my blogs. But, I'm excited today because I finally turned in Statues, a short story for Phaze. Circumstances made it one of the hardest stories I've written, and I can hear my Dad's voice saying, "Well, it's about time."

The story is due out in March as part of the Phaze Fantasies anthology series. I'm thrilled to be shoulder to shoulder in this book with the other fantastic authors, Yvette Hines, Augusta Li, Jude Mason, Derek Musgrave, & N. Wow, it gives me shivers just to think about those stories.

As soon as my edits are complete, I'll post an excerpt.

Hope everyone has a great week!
Jessie

Thursday Thirteen - The Unusual

2007-12-20T16:29:00.000-05:00

Having to work at the day job when I'd rather be shopping, or writing, is the pits. Surrounded by files, directories, notebooks, filing cabinets, and computer peripherals, just doesn't put me in a holiday mood. I have a mini poinsettia which looks like Charlie Brown's Christmas tree, and it adds a little holiday cheer to my boring, monotone office. But, there are some other, more interesting things I have scattered around.

Here's a list of 13 unusual objects in my office.

1. A bag of cereal - for a quick afternoon snack.
2. A baseball.
3. A candle (Okay, maybe not so unusual. What's unusual is they let me burn it).
4. A fire extinguisher. (It's not that big of a candle!)
5. A minifridge. (Which means I get a lot of traffic in and out.)
6. A zen rock garden.
7. Christmas decorations. (In a box under a table.)
8. A pair of wire pliers.
9. A vacuum cleaner.
10. A silver-toned serving tray.
11. An empty purse.
12. A bottle of ground cinnamon.
13. A salt lick. Yes, the kind you usually find in cow pastures.

Honestly, my office is not in a closet. It just has more room for stuff which really shouldn't be seen in the boss's offices. However, I really need to find out how the salt lick found its way under my desk.

Jessie

Monday's Moment - The Birds

2007-12-17T15:28:00.000-05:00

Not the movie. (And to be honest, as much as I love Hitchcock movies, I've never seen more than a few minutes of this one. Rear Window is my fav.)

Picture this: I'm sitting in my office at around 2:30 p.m. Outside, it's crisp and cold, around 38 degrees Everything is quiet. One of my bosses is still at lunch, and the other is in the conference room with clients. I'm working away, caught up in the daily grind, when I hear the sound of chirping birds. The very loud sound of chirping birds, like a whole flock of them has invaded our office. Which I knew hadn't occurred because there's a signal when our door is opened, and then I realized the sound came from the conference room.

A few seconds later, one of the people exited the conference room with cell phone in hand.

About 10 minutes later, the person got another call, and again the birds were chirping wildly.
Now, I'm not one to call the kettle black. I've got my own custom ring tones on my phone. I have the chorus from Tell Me Something Good as the ring tone for an editor I'm waiting to hear from.

However, hearing the sound of chirping birds in my office really threw me for a loop and off my stride.

So, what about you? What strange ring tones do you have on your phone? Or, better yet, do you have a ring tone that will invoke images of any Alfred Hitchcock movie? I'm still seeing Tippi Hedren trapped in the phone booth....

Jessie

Friday's Fantasy

2007-12-14T13:12:00.000-05:00

24 hours alone.

Yep, that's this fantasy writer's fantasy. Just me, my computer, some snack foods, and blessed silence through my house. I need my alone time, and haven't had any in a loooong time. Yes, the laundry needs to be done. The kitchen needs cleaning. The floors need sweeping. Stories need to be written.

And I can't get any of those things accomplished while I'm turning in circles or running in place, which is how I feel.

I don't have any plans this weekend. Maybe I can convince DH to leave the house Saturday and give me a few hours. It won't be all the time I need, but it's a start.

Have a great weekend, everyone.
Jessie

Time Warp Thursday

2007-12-13T10:03:00.001-05:00

My alarm went off at 7:18 this morning. Yeah, I know, not a morning person here. And hey, I don't have to be at work until 8:30, with only a 15 minute commute.

So, I hit the snooze, roll over, and get the best 9 minutes of sleep (because it's stolen sleep), before the alarm goes off again. 7:27.

Then, it's my usual morning routine. I'm listening to sports radio as I get ready for work (does this really surprise anyone?), and BAM! the announcer says the time is 8:41. No, that can't be right. My alarm clock reads 7:41. I checked it twice. I know it was correct when I went to bed last night, and I know I only hit the snooze button. Besides, to change the time on my alarm clock, you have to press two buttons simultaneously, and it's awkward. Probably to keep people from accidentally changing it.

I grab the purse, the keys, lunch, and I'm out the door. Outside, it's a balmy 66 degrees, lots of cloud cover, and lots of wind. Leaves are blowing everywhere as I place my stash in the car.

Still not believing I lost an hour somewhere, I checked the clock in my car, and sure enough, the little orange numbers read 8:54.

Luckily, I have great bosses, and not a word was said about my being late when I strolled in at 9:15.

However, this bears investigating. How was my clock correct when I went to bed last night, but off an hour when I woke up this morning? I think I should call Mulder & Skully.

Jessie

Monday's Moment - Love at First Sight

2007-12-11T09:45:00.000-05:00

Do you remember "The One Thing" from the movie City Slickers? Curly had found perfection in that one moment when he saw the woman he could have loved. For him, it was enough just to carry the moment in his heart and live the rest of his life content.

However, most of us act on the feelings of "that moment". I did. I saw my DH across a room (literally) and the world stopped. Mind, body, and soul, I knew he was the one for me. Oh, I still made him take me through the courtship ritual, after all it was the rest of my life we're talking about.

There have been some rough spots, sure. But after 18 years, the world still stops when I see him across a room.

Was it really love at first sight? I think so. Others might disagree, and that's okay. I won't say our love hasn't grown, matured, or that our friendship came as easily as the love. (Being best friends with the love of your life isn't always as easy as it sounds.)

So, what about you? Do you believe in love at first sight?

Jessie

Finally Friday

2007-12-07T16:24:00.000-05:00

Whew! What a week it's been.

I could go into the million and one things that have gone wrong, or lopsided, this week, but why bother? It's finally Friday, and I can go home and write.

Tomorrow is SMRW's annual Christmas Party & Booksigning. We'll all be at Barnes & Noble on Kingston Pike between 2 & 5 signing books and giving stuff away.

Tomorrow night, the gkids are coming over to help us put up the tree and decorate the house for Christmas, maybe bake some cookies, drink some hot chocolate, etc. I'll be worn out.

Sunday, I'm looking forward to a big, southern breakfast. That's eggs, biscuits, gravy, fried potatoes, bacon, pancakes, and occassionally, grits. I like cheese grits. Then, settling down in front of the television to watch a little football, while reading over one of my manuscripts for revisions. But when 8:15 p.m. rolls around, it's all Indy.

I think Monday morning is gonna come way too soon.

Have a great weekend, Everyone!
Jessie

Thursday Thesaurus - Lachrymose Over Synonyms

2007-12-06T14:46:00.000-05:00

Synonym: n.

My Handy Dandy Thesaurus suggests: Well, actually it doesn't suggest anything. However, it is included in the entries for description and equivalence.

We learned the definition of synonym in elementary school - two words which have the same meaning, or somewhat the same meaning.

As authors, we sometimes want a new word for walk, or said. Usually, because we've used walk or said a hundred times in our current manuscript, and if we're tired of using it, the reader will most likely be tired of reading it. Won't they?

Maybe. Maybe not. I won't go into that here. What I want to discuss is the author who uses the obscure word found in her thesaurus for tearful -- lachrymose. If I had read lachrymose in a book (prior to today), I would've had to look up the meaning, or try to glean it from the surrounding prose.

My first thought when encountering a $5 word is not, "Oh my, what a wonderful vocabulary this author has. He/she must be brilliant!" No, it's more like, "Did you realize the word lachrymose would pull me right out of your story and send me to my dictionary?"

In other words, I'd rather read the dictionary than stay in the world you created.

I suppose it's better than someone who'd rather read the incredients on the cereal box than your story, but only marginally so.

And after I close the book, will I pick it up again? I might, because I leave very few books unread once I start them. But it will probably go in the giveaway box.

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines - Christmas Trees

2007-12-05T09:44:00.001-05:00

I love Christmas Trees. The lights, the ornaments, the tree skirts, the crisp, clean scent of winter and the holidays.

And I'm horribly allergic to them.

I don't complain about being allergic to feathers (as in down jackets, comforters, pillows, etc.), because I can stay warm in any number of coats and sweaters, and sleep comfortably on any number of pillows.

I don't complain about the various animals I'm allergic to, even though I don't get to pet them as often as I'd like, and there are some breeds which don't affect me at all.

I don't complain about being allergic to household dust, because hey, it means my hubby gets that job, as well as mowing the grass due to all the stuff I'm allergic to outside.

But, it's just not fair to be allergic to Christmas trees. And if I go to a friend's house, or a party, etc., I have to ask if they have a live tree before I go (which just seems rude), or I suffer the reaction, because after only a few minutes, it's too late to take any kind of medication. The damage is already done. Even if I take something, it's usually a good two hours or so before the effects wear off. Meanwhile, my eyes look like I've been on a 3-day drunk, I'm sneezing every few seconds, and I can't breathe very well.

With some of the newer 12 hour and 24 hour allergy medications, I could probably tolerate Christmas trees, but those medications dry me out to the point where I'm as just as uncomfortable.

So, for now, I'll stick with my artificial tree. It's pretty, but it just isn't the same.

Jessie

Tuesday Tunes - Another Suitcase

2007-12-04T10:05:00.000-05:00

One of my favorite musicals/poperas is Evita (The original Broadway Show). However, there is one song which I always skip when I'm listening to the soundtrack - Another Suitcase in Another Hall.

The song is absolutely wonderful and haunting in it's emotional depth. It's performed by Peron's mistress after Evita kicks the teenaged girl out.

So, I'm sure you're wondering why I skip the song.

Because it has absolutely nothing to do with the story line, and it feels more like an intermission.
A few minutes for the regular cast to rest their voices.

Authors do this, too. They'll add a scene, with or without the major characters, and it does nothing to further the story. It's a good scene, but it doesn't add any substance. And guess what? I skip over them, no matter how beautifully written. Most of the time, I feel like those scenes have been added for word count. If the pace needs to slow down a little, and sometimes it does in order for the reader to catch their breath, throwing in a scene which doesn't further the plot will do more than let me catch my breath. Nine times out of ten, it will get a bookmark. There's no driving force to induce me to turn the page, and when that happens, I can close the book.

Not good.

So, any time I'm tempted to write a scene which doesn't directly impact my plot, I pull out my CD of Evita and listen to Another Suitcase in Another Hall, and remind myself why those scenes will never work.

Jessie

Monday's Moment - "Hey Stella!!!"

2007-12-03T12:48:00.000-05:00

On December 3, 1947, A Streetcar Named Desire opened on Broadway. Marlon Brando played Stanley, Kim Hunter played Stella, Jessica Tandy played Blanche, and Karl Malden played Mitch. Vivien Leigh played the role of Blanche in the movie, and while the first quote which comes to mind is "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers," it is another Blanche quote which I believe sums up her character: "I don't want realism, I want magic."

And the movie is magic.

Stanley Kawolski is not a hero. (Neither is Mitch, for that matter.) He's crude, abusive, unrepentent in the face of his cruelty, and even though most women would never consider any kind of relationship with him, there's a raw sexuality exuding from him. As one girl I worked with once said about a man of Stanley's ilk, "I'd do him, but I wouldn't date him."

Which is why, at the end, we wonder why in the world Stella walks through the door, embraces Stanley with such passion, and let's him carry her off. But look closely at her face as she descends the stairs. He's desperate for her, crying, and for all her mousiness, in that moment, there's a tiger shining in her eyes. And the way her hands move over his back, like claws, tells us she may not be as meek and accepting of the abuse, even though she is accepting him. Or, she could just be caught in his sexual web. I like to think it's the former, and she has a little revenge planned for her husband.

No one will ever tame Stanley, and in my humble opinion, he should never be forgiven for the violent rape of Blanche and doesn't deserve the second chance from Stella.

But what if we could have the magic of Stanley without the reality? What if we could tame Stanley before he goes beyond redemption? This is why we sympathize with him even as we are sickened by his behavior.

Maybe someday, I'll have the guts to put those "what ifs" to the test and try to write a Stanley-type hero who does find redemption before he steps into the abyss of unforgivable. A man who can love unconditionally without the fatal flaws, but not flawless.

Jessie

Friday's Fiction - Ads

2007-11-30T15:47:00.000-05:00

I've got to admit, some of the greatest works of fiction (fiction is by its nature, a lie) of our time are advertisements. On the internet alone, there are thousands of ads filling our e-mail boxes and our screens, all of them offering free stuff, or weight loss miracles, or better *performance*, or debt reduction, just to name a few.

And television ads aren't any better. I especially like the ads with 28 year old models who talk about looking old, while touting a product supposed to make you look younger.

Feel like a kid again.

You deserve a break, so eat out.

There's even one beer can that indicates when the beer is cold. Obviously, this is for people who wear gloves or who have lost feeling in their hands.

Or, the world as we know it will come to a screeching halt resulting in chaos if we choose to pay with cash or a check instead of a piece of plastic.

Remember a few years ago when the guy kept telling someone on the other end of his cell phone that he didn't do commercials? Yeah, and consumers still bought the phones, even though they knew the guy was lying, because, well it was a commercial.

And hey, I've never had a Viking ask me what's in my wallet.

Have a great weekend, Everyone!
Jessie

Thursday Thirteen

2007-11-29T09:39:00.000-05:00

Happy Thursday, Everyone! I've been working on the first draft of Somewhere in the Night, the sequel to Lord Night. The stories take place in an alternate dimension created as a real-life video game. So, here are thirteen games I've been addicted to over the years:

1. Tetris: I bought this computer game in the early 90's, and I still play it almost every day.

2. Space Invaders: One of the original arcade games.

3. Wolfenstein: Finding all the secret hiding places and killing monsters.

4. Rook: Could sit and play for hours, especially during the holidays.

5. The Legend of Zelda: The original had crappy graphics, but Link was just sooo cute, and there was lots of hidden goodies to find.

6. Test Drive Off Road II: I've only beaten it once. My family laughs at me, because I cannot play this game sitting still. I move with the vehicle.

7. King's Quest I - IV: Love the puzzles, and the graphics were good for the time.

8. Mine Sweeper: Yes, the game which comes on everyone's PC. I've had it set on a 24x30 board forever and am up to 215 bombs.

9. Scrabble: Love the word game.

10. Bejeweled: My high score is over 2,000,000. Those sparklies call to me.

11. Asteroids: Another arcade original. We used to double-team the game, with one of us guiding the spaceship and one of us shooting. Worked well.

12. Mario: The original. I've picked up Super Mario Galaxy for the Wii, but haven't started playing yet.

13. Myst: The eerie world kept me interested, even though the puzzles were so-so, and I figured out the shortcut to win very early in the game.

Plus, there are many, many more games I've played over the years, but was never to the point where I played them more than once or twice. And, there are some games which I love to watch others play, but have no desire to pick up the controller.

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines - The NFL Network

2007-11-28T09:57:00.000-05:00

Tomorrow night the Green Bay Packers play the Dallas Cowboys in an NFC showdown. The young gun, Tony Romo, faces the seasoned gun slinger, Brett Favre in what should be an awesome game. Probably one of the best of the season.

But I won't get to watch it.

Why? Because it's on the NFL Network, and while I have the NFL Network on my cable system, they don't carry the games. According to the cable provider, the NFL Network charges and arm and a leg for games and it's cost prohibitive to air them.

It's bad enough that I haven't seen a Colts game since November 11th, and I won't get to see them this week, but missing the Packers/Cowboys game adds insult to injury. This doesn't endear me to either the NFL Network or my cable provider.

Yes, I know some satellite providers air the games. Before I moved, we had one and I saw all the NFL Network games last season. When we moved, though, I had to find another provider or use dial-up for my internet. Yes, I made the choice, and based my choice on getting the the Sci-Fi channel and the NFL Network, among a few others. At that time, there was no hint of not being able to see the games.

So, I'm stuck, along with a lot of other unhappy fans, because the cable companies and the NFL Network are having a pis#### contest. Unfortunately, it's the fans who are caught in the crossfire without a raincoat.

Jessie

Tuesday Tunes - Singin' a Sad Song Today

2007-11-27T15:15:00.000-05:00

As we enter into the Christmas Season, and most eyes turn to literary works such as A Christmas Carol, I look to another of Dickens' classics - A Tale of Two Cities.

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."

Last Thursday, my mother, sister, and I went to the hospital to visit my new grandbaby (the best of times). He's so beautiful, and alert, and full of life, and while I feel so truly blessed with my family, my heart hurts. We all shed tears of joy and sorrow, because my father wasn't there.

It was this time last year when we learned of his cancer (the worst of times). One of the most poignant memories I have of him is about a week afterward. We were sitting at the kitchen table (our favorite spot), and he told me, "And if I die, think about the adventure I'll have then."

You can see why I always say Dad is my greatest inspiration.

Now, I have a new chapter in my own life's adventure. Being a grandma. I can't wait to show up for grandparents day at school on my motorcycle with cupcakes in the saddle bags. Oh yeah, Dad would totally appreciate that.

Jessie

Monday's Moments - Cursed

2007-11-26T14:56:00.000-05:00

On November 26, 1922, Howard Carter and Lord Carnarvon were the first to enter the tomb of King Tutankhamen.

Shortly after Lord Carnarvon entered the tomb of the boy king, he was bitten on the cheek by a mosquito. During a morning shave, he aggravated the bite and it became infected. He died before medical help arrived. What's strange though, is that all of the lights in Cairo purportedly went out the moment he died.

When they unwrapped the mummy, it had a wound on its left cheek in the same exact position as Carnarvon's bite.

Howard Carter, however, was the first to enter the tomb of King Tut and lived a full decade after the discovery, which he spent cataloguing the contents of the tomb.

The media of the day went wild with tales of a mummy's curse, dogs howling in the darkest hours of the night and then dying, cobras eating pet canaries, etc. There was speculation that Carter had found an inscription of the curse on a tablet, on a candle base, on the entrance to the tomb, or on a wall in the tomb, and decided to destroy the warning so as not to frighten his superstitious workers. He denied all claims of finding such a curse.

Others also survived, including the 10 people who were present when the mummy was unwrapped. According to Herbert E. Winlock, the director of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, out of the 22 people present when the tomb was opened, 6 had died by 1934. And of the 22 people present when the sarcophagus was opened, only 2 had died in the following decade.

We'll never truly know the complete story of King Tut, the king who took the throne at the age of 7, 8, or 9, and who then was probably murdered at the age of 17, 18, or 19. But we do know his tomb, though small and hastily built in the rubble of Ramses VI's tomb, held great treasures.
Jessie

Thursday Thirteen

2007-11-22T11:07:00.001-05:00

Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone! I'm Taking a break from my usual thesaurus and looking forward to a great day spent with my family. I'm thankful for God and everything he's given me, including a healthy new grandbaby! So, before I get to any serious cooking, here's 13 things I'll do today (aside from cooking & eating).

1. Clean the bathroom.
2. Dry the Laundry
3. Argue with Hubby.
4. Send Him to the Store.
5. Watch Lots of Footbal.
6. Visit my new grandson at the hospital.
7. Take Pictures.
8. Hunt for the Rook Cards.
9. Play Rook
10. Play the Wii
11. Check my E-mail.
12. Write & work on revisions.
13. Read.

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines

2007-11-21T09:31:00.000-05:00

No whines today.

I've been scouring the internet looking at wines for Thanksgiving, and the concensus seems to be a light red, like Pinot Noir, or Beaujolais Nouveau, or any crisp white, like a Chardonnay or Riesling.

Personally, I go for the Pinot Noir, slightly chilled. For a white, I'd go with the Riesling. Of course, those are just my choices. The real rule of wine drinking is to serve what you like.

Yesterday's Answers:
1. You'll say, "We've got nothing in common. No common ground to start from, and..."
b) we're falling apart
Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Deep Blue Something

2. Ooh, Baby, when I see your face, gentle as the month of may. Ooh Darling, ...
a) I can't stand it
I Feel the Earth Move, by Carole King

3. Walk in shadow, move in silence...
a) guard against extra terrestrial violence
Men In Black, by Will Smith

4. We are the children, the last generation...
c) we are the ones they left behind
We Don't Need Another Hero, by Tina Turner

5. But I carry this feeling, when you walked into my house...
a) that you won't be walking out the door
Leather and Lace, by Stevie Nicks and Don Henley

6. Sitting in the movie show thinking...
b) nasty thoughts
Nasty, by Janet Jackson

7. You can pout your cherry lips, try to tempt him with a sweet kiss, you can flirt your pretty eyes...
a) he ain't got his hands tied
He Loves U Not, by Dream

8. You turned me out, you turned me on...
a) you turned me loose
You Dropped a Bomb on Me, by The Gap Band

9. A kiss is just a kiss. A sigh is just a sigh. The fundamental things apply...
b) as time goes by
As Time Goes By, by Dooley Wilson

10. If you're lost, you can look...
a) and you will find me
Time After Time, by Cyndi Lauper

Have a safe & wonderful Thanksgiving!
Jessie

Tuesday's Trivial Tunes

2007-11-20T12:47:00.001-05:00

In honor of all the new television shows popping up with a finish the lyrics theme, and my own love of music trivia, I've decided to do my own. These lyrics are from the first 10 songs which played from my music library at work. Unfortunately, I don't have any money to give away, but the first person to e-mail me at jessie.verino@gmail.com before midnight, November 20th with the correct answers will receive a free copy of Spellbound or Sensual Energy. I'll post the answers tomorrow.

*No. 11 was Sylvia's Mother, by Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show. Kinda gives you an idea about my music...*

1. You'll say, "We've got nothing in common. No common ground to start from, and..."
a) we'll end the slump
b) we're falling apart
c) we're almost done

2. Ooh, Baby, when I see your face, gentle as the month of may. Ooh Darling, ...
a) I can't stand it
b) when you tenderly call my name
c) I've just got to have you

3. Walk in shadow, move in silence...
a) guard against extra terrestrial violence
b) take 'em down in sequence
c) lull them to complacence

4. We are the children, the last generation...
a) looking for someone we can rely on
b) is it all over then
c) we are the ones they left behind

5. But I carry this feeling, when you walked into my house...
a) that you won't be walking out the door
b) that you'd been here before
c) I knew you'd never want to leave

6. Sitting in the movie show thinking...
a) I'd rather be with you
b) nasty thoughts
c) to show you my moves

7. You can pout your cherry lips, try to tempt him with a sweet kiss, you can flirt your pretty eyes...
a) he ain't got his hands tied
b) take your best shot
c) you can tell lies

8. You turned me out, you turned me on...
a) you turned me loose
b) you turned me upside down
c) you turned me in

9. A kiss is just a kiss. A sigh is just a sigh. The fundamental things apply...
a) like the blue of the sky
b) as time goes by
c) a case of do or die

10. If you're lost, you can look...
a) and you will find me
b) inside your heart
c) at a map

Good Luck!
Jessie

Monday's Moments - Pencils & PopTarts

2007-11-19T11:29:00.000-05:00

A few weeks ago, I blogged about the first patent on the ballpoint pen. I thought it only fair to give the pencil equal time. On November 19, 1895, Frederick E. Blaisdell of Philadelphia, PA patented what he termed a "paper pencil." It was a piece of lead wrapped in paper with a string for revealing more lead. It probably looked a lot like our modern day china markers.

Personally, I don't like pencils, or more accurately, the sound they make when I write with them. Even in school, I used my favorite Bic pen to solve mathematical equations. I use pens to work crossword and other puzzles. Occassionally, I have to use a pencil at work, but I keep it sharpened to a lethal point to cut down on the scratching sound it makes.

Also on this date, Kellogg's introduced a new pastry/breakfast food: the PopTart. I ate them for years, and still buy them every once in awhile. I'm really more of a traditionalist when it comes to PopTarts. I've seen flavors come and go, and I've never been tempted to try any of the *wacky* flavors, which I'm sure are more to entice children than adults. My favorite changes, too. At first, it was the frosted brown sugar cinnamon. Then, it was chocolate with the white stuff in the center. Then, I went for cherry. Then, blueberry.

I haven't been able to find out which is the most popular flavor, but I suspect it's frosted strawberry, my DH's favorite.

What's your favorite flavor?

Jessie

Friday's Fiction - The Liturgical Mysteries

2007-11-16T09:11:00.000-05:00

Haydin Konig is the Police Chief St. Germaine, a small town in North Carolina. He's also the organist and choir director at St. Barnabas Episcopal Church. What he wants to be is a writer of hard-boiled mysteries. In pursuit of his dream, he purchases Raymond Chandler's typewriter in a vain hope that it will help spur his creativity.

It doesn't.

The Alto Wore Tweed is the liturgical mystery contained within the pages of this book, written on the old typewriter and intersperced with the real story. There's a dead body in the choir loft, and Hayden must find the killer.

Between the Penguin of Bethlehem, the 12 year-old wine snob, and the rest of the quirky population of St. Germaine, I lauged all the way through this book.

There are five books in the series so far: The Alto Wore Tweed, The Bariton Wore Chiffon, The Tenor Wore Tapshoes, The Soprano Wore Falsettos, and the Bass Wore Scales. I've read the first four and have yet to be disappointed.

They're light, easy reads. Perfect for a Sunday afternoon, or the choir loft.

Have a Great Weekend!

Jessie

Thursday Thesaurus - Inspiration

2007-11-15T14:08:00.000-05:00

Inspiration - n

My Handy-Dandy Thesaurus suggests: arousal, awakening, big idea, brainstorm, creativity, enthusiasm, motivation, muse and spark, among others.

I found this very interesting from a writing standpoint, because I always considered my inspiration as something a little more long-lasting.

But consider this: I hear a song and the beat of the music, or one of the lyrics, or the title arouses my imagination. There's a spark of creativity, the awakening of a big idea which motivates me to write. With enthusiasm I brainstorm my idea until it becomes a story.

The only one I left out was "muse".

I know some writers who depend on their muse for every word they write, or I hear phrases like, "My muse took over the story." Then, there are some who wrestle their muse to the ground, stomp on it, and declare they are writing whether their muse is willing or not.

I like the second group. Not that I haven't fallen victim to the first group--after all it's a convenient excuse not to write today. I'm just not feeling it. I can't find my muse.

Well, using my astonishing powers of deduction from the list of words above, you shouldn't be looking for your muse. The creature has already left to become inspiration for another writer. The muse should be fleeting. A brilliant flash which gets you started, but doesn't hang around for the actual work involved in writing your story.

You haven't lost your muse, the inspiration you had when you started your story is still there. It's done it's part. You have to do yours if you want the story written.

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines

2007-11-14T15:30:00.000-05:00

Traffic sucks. There's always some sort of interstate construction going on, and I could avoid it if I want to drive through no less than three school districts. There's construction on the bypass, which I don't use, but travel past every morning. So, it backs up traffic on the interstate for about a mile where we all travel around 10mph. Then, as soon as we pass that, we hit a stretch of interstate construction all our own...two lanes at 45mph. And almost everyone wants to get in the outside lane to travel into downtown, which of course means we play chicken with those who are brave enough to still use the three on-ramps to the interstate which are still open.

Okay, I got that out of my system, but really, it's enough to drive a person to drink (pun intended). No drinking while driving, though, and no drinking at the day job. In fact, there have been a few functions I've been to lately where alcohol was a no-no. So, my wine for this week is...
Sparkling Grape Juice.

I know. I know. It isn't a wine, but it's a first cousin and good for pretending. First, we popped the "cork" at our monthly SMRW meeting (at the public library) to celebrate two of our members who signed contracts last month. Cheryel Hutton signed with Samhain, and Leanne Tyler signed with The Wild Rose Press.

I don't care for the red sparkling grape juice, but the white was decent. So, when I was asked to buy some more the "bubbly" last night, I skipped the red altogether.

I may pick up a bottle the next time I'm at the grocery store to keep at the office. Who knows? I might have a chance to celebrate something at the day job, and I want to be ready.

Just in case.

Jessie

Tuesday Tunes

2007-11-13T10:34:00.000-05:00

We finally got some rain here in East Tennessee!!

In honor of this, I'm asking, "What's your favorite *rain* song?"

Here are a few from my playlist, and then some, in no particular order. If I had to pick a favorite, it would probably be Purple Rain or I Wish it Would Rain. So, pick one and let me know, or throw another title into the mix.

Monday's Moments

2007-11-12T10:51:00.001-05:00

To all who serve, who have served, and who will serve, we salute you. For your sacrifice, your dedication, and your loyalty, we simply, humbly say thank you.

On November 11, 1928, the first American Soldier was interred in The Tomb of the Unknowns, orginally called the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, and which has never been officially named.

On May 30, 1958, two American Soldiers from WWII and the Korean War were laid to rest beside the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier. Their markers are flush with the plaza grounds.

On May 28, 1984, an American Soldier from the Vietnam War was laid to rest, but was exhumed on May 14, 1998 and identified as Michael Joseph Blassie through DNA testing. The crypt has remained empty since that time.

The Tomb of the Unknowns is guarded 24 hours a day, 365 days of the year by soldiers of the 3rd U.S. Infantry Regiment -- The Old Guard. The soldiers guarding the tomb never wear rank insignia on their uniforms so as not to outrank the Unknowns.

The Unknown Soldier of WWI was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor and the Distinguished Service Cross. All others have been awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor.

HERE RESTS IN
HONORED GLORY
AN AMERICAN
SOLDIER
KNOWN BUT TO GOD

Peace & Comfort to you, our Soldiers.

Jessie

Friday's Fiction

2007-11-09T08:32:00.000-05:00

The Circle Trilogy, by Nora Roberts
published 2006

I'm still reading Creation in Death, so I thought I'd go with something from JD Robb's alter-ego. I don't normally read Nora Roberts titles, but I won this set at a chapter meeting, and the paranormal elements sucked me right in. Again, not a review, just my personal take.

A man from ancient Ireland, his brother the vampire, the vampire hunter, the shapeshifter, the witch, and a few others are brought together by the Goddess Morrigan to defeat the evil vampire. The stories span a number of time periods and lands.

I enjoyed this trilogy. The ancient and modern, and not quite of our realm, are beautifully woven together. There's a bit of "mad scientist" feel to the magic, and the characters are true to their personalities.

Status: I recommend them, but they will go back to the prize locker.

Have a great weekend!

Jessie

Thursday Thesaurus

2007-11-08T14:30:00.000-05:00

Metaphor - n

My handy, dandy thesaurus suggests: analogy, image, symbol, among others.

Writers use metaphors all the time. You may not realize it, as some are very skillfully used, and some, well they're just lazy or weak writing.

Stephen King's use of blood in Carrie is a perfect example of symbolism. He didn't do it conciously, and only took notice of it after the first draft of the story. However, he used it to its full advantage, because whether the reader realized it or not, very few people ever think of blood as a good thing. So, blood as a metaphor for change? For death & destruction? For power? These are used almost universally and connect with the reader.

Metaphors used by writer which are considered weak or lazy, (usually called cliche's) in my opinion fail to engage the reader. There's still a universal connectivity, but the readers' senses aren't engage.

For example: To describe a villain, a writer might write this:

The man didn't care for anyone or anything. He had a heart of stone.

As a reader, I get the general idea here. We've all known people like our villain, and if I were to read this in a story, the words would paint a vague and quick description. One to which I wouldn't give very much thought. (This is also telling instead of showing.)

I use weak metaphors sometimes in my first draft and then strengthen them during revisions. In the second draft, it might look something like this:

Apathy clung to his skin, shrouded him. Protected him from all the destructive emotions others seemed to be afflicted with. His right front tire thumped, and in the rearview mirror he noticed a small dog writhing on the pavement. Damn! He'd have to get the front end aligned again.

Granted, it's not a great example, but doesn't it give you a more clear picture? Not only does it show he doesn't care about the poor dog's suffering, but this obviously isn't the first time he's run over an animal, or perhaps worse.

If you're tempted to use metaphors in your writing, do so in the first draft. Then weed them out. (Couldn't resist using one more.)

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines

2007-11-07T09:08:00.001-05:00

Too many books - not enough time.

I'm doing something which I rarely do. I'm reading two books. Normally, I read them one at a time, but last night I couldn't help myself. With only about 100 pages left in Requiem for An Assasin, I started Creation in Death. Why do I torture myself this way? I lost too many hours of sleep last week reading Lover Unbound, and it looks like I'm going to lose some more sleep this week. Because, you guessed it, after I went to bed last night, I got back up, and read some more.

Since last week, I've done a little (very little) research on wines. One of the things I've learned is that you need to let it breathe. It has something to do with releasing and mellowing the flavors.

I think a good book should be treated with the same deference as a good wine. One shouldn't simply pop the cork and guzzle from the bottle, nor should one crack open a book and dive right into the first page.

Let it breathe.

Admire the artwork on the dust cover (or regular cover if it's a paperback). Take a few moments to read the cover blurb, the inside cover excerpt, a few of the reviews (in the case of Mark Schweizer's books, these are as entertaining as the story), and the titles of the author's other works. Let all of these flavors come alive and mingle, adding to the rich texture of the story.

Don't guzzle.

You may miss some of the subtle nuances. Savor the experience. Just as there are a limited number of bottles for any vintage, this is the only *first time* you'll read this book.

Jessie

Tuesday's Tunes

2007-11-06T08:35:00.000-05:00

Today is Glen Frey's birthday. He's 59. He's written some of my favorite songs, with the Eagles and solo. Some of his songs include:

Take It Easy
New Kid in Town
Doolin-Dalton
Smuggler's Blues
The Best of My Love
I Can't Tell You Why
Wasted Time
Tequila Sunrise
and many, many more.

I have New Kid in Town on 45 rpm record. Most of the others, I have on album or disk. It's hard to pick a favorite among his songs, but if pressed, I might be able to narrow the ones I have listed to one or two.

New Kid in Town, I Can't Tell You Why, & Tequila Sunrise. Those soulful tunes get to me.

So, Happy Birthday, Mr. Frey, and may you have many more.

Jessie

Monday's Moments

2007-11-05T16:35:00.001-05:00

I spent a lot of time researching cameras for one of my stories today. I know nothing about good cameras, and that no doubt slowed my research. However, I finally decided my hero uses a Hasselblad 503CW and either a Linhof Master Technica or a Mimiya (sp).

But, it got me thinking. Can we really capture a moment?

With the advances in photography, specifically with digital imaging, we can take loads of pictures and almost instantly upload them and arrange them in electronic albums. This is a lot easier and cheaper than the pictures I have in the plastic sleeve pages of my "old fashioned" albums, or the even older static pages.

Yesterday, I took several pictures at a baby shower. The mother-to-be glowed as she opened presents, and the father, well let's just say his excitement was less noticeable. After all, we forced him into staying while a few other guys were watching football in the back room.

And once the baby is born, there will be many other pictures: of the birth, his hospital stay, his room, his feedings, people holding him, his first steps, and so on. Moments that might've been lost without a camera at the ready.

Or would they be lost? Time and memory might slowly fade the joys the pictures try to show us, but I have many, many memories which are (at least for now) as sharp and vivid as the event itself. When I'm 80, will a picture bring the emotions back to me? When I'm gone, with those emotions die with me, or will someone pick up an old photograph, or see the picture on a computer screen and think, "That's a happy moment."

I hope I leave behind a million happy moments.

Jessie

Friday's Fiction

2007-11-02T09:40:00.000-04:00

This is book 5 of the series. I've read all of them (several times), and have become totally engrossed in this world and these characters, their struggles.

Vishous is not an easy man to love. Respect, yes, but he has a dark core. Where the other brothers can usually find some humor, Vishous remains passive. His joy is pain, his pain is unbearable.

Then just as his life is turned inside out by a revelation none of the brothers could have predicted, he is mortally wounded. Dr. Jane Whitcomb patches him up, but there are a few complications.

Oh, Wow. This book cost me a couple hours of sleep this week. I had to force myself to close the book and get some sleep at 2:00 a.m. at least twice in the last few nights. Beautifully written, gritty, sensually charged, this book has it all.

Status: Never loaning out.

Have a great weekend, Everyone!

Jessie

Thursday Thesaurus

2007-11-01T21:15:00.000-04:00

Construct - v

My Handy Dandy thesaurus suggests: build, fabricate, create, and arrange (among others).

Of course, most people think of buildings or manufacturing plants. Very few people apply the word to writing, but look at it this way:

I build a world.

I fabricate the societal structures of the world

I create (hopefully) believable characters who live in the world.

I arrange situations, conflicts, and other obstacles to complete the plot.

And I do it all without having to wear an uncomfortable hard hat, or smashing my thumb with a hammer. Sometimes, it's hot, sweaty work and leaves me with sore muscles and a headache, and sometimes it's more like I spent the day holding the "Men Working" sign.

I've started writing again, and the muscles are a little limp, so I decided to start some workouts. Someone, (I wish I could remember who so I could give her credit) sent an e-mail on one of my loops today about the Ficlets website. At Ficlets, you can start a story, or add to a story with a prequel or sequel. The catch? You only have 1024 characters. It makes you write tight.

I added a starter today (The Key), and I'll probably try to put something up once or twice a week. It's also great for getting the creative juices flowing. So, instead of writing, I'm doing creative construction.

Jessie

Wednesday W(h)ines

2007-10-31T09:06:00.000-04:00

It's cold.

Okay, now we've gotten the whine out of the way, let's move on to the wine.

I'm not much of a wine connoisseur, and truthfully I can't tell a good one from a bad one. I like champagne, and every once in a while a glass of merlot or cabernet. I don't know what kind of glass they're supposed to be poured into, and frankly I don't care. I don't distinguish different plates for chicken, fish, or beef, so if I find myself with a bottle of wine, the contents get poured into whatever glass is handy

However, about two years ago I ran across a wine I really like. Manischewitz Cherry Wine. It's kosher, it's sweet (hubby says it's too sweet), and it's cheap, selling for about $5 a bottle. I'm not embarrassed to say I like a cheap wine. Although for some, this revelation is more horrifying than anything they'll see or hear on this day of horrors. (Halloween for those who may read this sometime in the future.)

And, if you visit the company's website here, you'll find an excellet recipe for Cherry-Chocolate Tam-Tam Pie. I have no idea what Tam Tam crackers are, but anything cherry and chocolate gets my mouth watering. Sounds like a good dessert for Thanksgiving dinner.

Jessie

Tuesday Tunes

2007-10-30T09:53:00.000-04:00

I thought I'd start with a random hit off my computer catalog of music and blog about the first song that played. But, after staying up to watch Brett Favre's magnificent 82 yard touchdown pass in overtime, I changed my mind and decided to do a football song. I'm not talking about the songs performed during the promo spots or at the beginning of the shows, I mean a one-time top 40 hit about football. Sort of.

The year: 1969
The artist: Mel & Tim
The song: Backfield in Motion

You can find the lyrics here.

In football, it's a five yard penalty against the offense- more than one man in motion at the snap, and is called as illegal motion. The referee's signal is described as "Horizontal arc with one hand" and can be seen here.

The song also mentions the penalties of off-sides and holding, and strangely enough, a short baseball reference to balking. Must've been written in October.

I'm not sure when they started using illegal motion instead of backfield in motion, and haven't found any references to the switch. If anyone knows, please share the knowledge.

Jessie

Monday's Moments

2007-10-29T17:08:00.000-04:00

I'm not much of a history buff. But every once in awhile I run across something interesting while doing research for a story, or just browsing the web.

For instance, I learned that today is the anniversary of the sale of the first ballpoint pen in America in 1945 at Gimbel's Department Store for $12.50. The marvel of the ballpoint pen shows up in a lot of time-travel fiction, and for the common man prior to 1945, it was pretty amazing.

However, did you know it was patented in 1888? Me either. In fact, the ballpoint pen went through several transformations and patents before the first "Rocket" was sold in the US.

Personally, I still like writing with a ballpoint pen. I like the feel of it in my hands, the movement of making words, the differences in my handwriting depending on my mood and what I'm writing. And my favorite pen?

The Bic Stic, now named the Bic Cristal - black ink, medium point.

Jessie

Sunday Surprise

2007-10-28T13:21:00.000-04:00

Yesterday, DH & I went furniture shopping. I like lots of splashy color. He likes neutrals. He got the slate couch and I got a new bookshelf in lieu of the set I really wanted. I think it's a fair trade-off.

So, I've been rearranging books. This morning, I pulled one book off an old shelf entitled, Standing the Gaff. It's been in my family forever. Published in 1935, by umpire Harry "Steamboat" Johnson. I've never read it. I've kept it for sentimental reasons. My uncle Kyle played minor league baseball for a few years, and might've made it to the big league if he hadn't been a mean drunk. By the time I was born, he was pretty much a washed-out has been who lived off my grandparents. He played the harmonica with a natural ability I've rarely seen, built model airplanes with perfection, taught me how to roll a cigarette, and died at an early age. Oh, there are plenty of stories there, but back to the book.

Apparently, my dad either bought or inherited the book, and he's written all through it. Sometimes his name, sometimes baseball stats by inning (probably watching my uncle's games), the birth years for everyone in my father's immediately, family and sometimes it looks like he's just practicing his penmanship. (It didn't help.)

Between the pages of the book, I found what looks like my grandmother's recipe for chocolate pie, a free offer cutout from the newspaper for salad dressing which was never sent in, another cutout of an advertisement, and another cutout, my birth announcement. I sat down, handling that small scrap of newspaper with the utmost care and read about the other births at the same hospital, two girls and two boys, and thought about how far we've come as the announcements started, Mr. & Mrs. John Q. Doe announce of the birth of... No mention of the mother's name whatsoever.

This ratty book which I've kept for years because of my uncle Kyle, held a treasure trove of bits of my family's history. What a nice Sunday surprise.

Jessie

Friday's Fiction

2007-10-26T09:00:00.000-04:00

Disclaimer: This is not a review, only my personal take on books I am currently reading.

Barry Eisler Home Page

I picked this book up last weekend at the Expo after meeting the author. It's the first in a series about assasin John Rain.

John is Japanese-American, and doesn't feel fully at ease in either culture. He likes jazz and a good single malt. Does he like killing? I think if you were to ask him, he'd shrug and answer, "It's a living. One I'm good at."

He doesn't really have a place to hang his hat, and although the reader can tell he doesn't have a lot of respect for the nine-to-fivers who simply work for the paycheck and retire, I think he envies the sort of life which offers family, stability.

He believes he's a man without hope...without redemption.

But he has a few rules which belie those beliefs. He won't kill women, children, or a second tier to the principle. Two of those I understand, children (obviously) and the second tier. I don't remember how he phrases it in the book, but it just seems like a stupid risk for little to no return to me. He doesn't explain why he won't kill women, so the reader is left to his or her assumptions.

(Here's where I have to admit I have a hard time wrapping my mind around the Japanese phrases in the story. However, I'm sure it's only my Southern showing through.)

I haven't completed reading Rain Fall, but I can already tell you it's a fantastic story. The fight scenes are written as clean and quick as the kills, and the description gives the reader a glimpse into a Japan which the average reader never sees in other media. John Rain is a mesmerizing character, and I find myself wanting to know this man intimately -- not in a sexual sense, but more like an old friend. The one you haven't seen in a decade, but when you meet it feels like the years haven't passed.

Status: Keeper Shelf

I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Jessie

Thursday Thesaurus

2007-10-25T15:59:00.001-04:00

Refurbish.

Some suggestions from my handy-dandy thesaurus are: recondition, reequip, repair, restore, recondition, spruce up, & clean up.

Now, I don't have a problem purchasing refurbished products. However, I just saw an ad for refurbished defibrillators.

Excuse me?

When my life's on the line, I do not want the paramedics pulling out a reconditioned, cleaned up, spruced up defibrillator. Call me crazy.

I didn't click on the ad, so I can't make any cost comparisons to a new defibrillator. I don't know what kind of warranty the proprietors offer, or if there are any regulations governing such things. I should hope there are, but it still makes me a tad uncomfortable thinking that some Joe off the street could purchase a refurbished defibrillator, or worse that a high school could. Think about that the next time you see the battery commercial where defibrillator saves the basketball player's life. I'm thinking the effectiveness of the defibrillator should be more important than the batteries.

So, what would you buy, or refuse to buy, refurbished?

Jessie

Free E-Book from Phaze

2007-10-11T21:39:00.000-04:00

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Already Missing You

2007-09-07T13:49:00.000-04:00

8.24.07: Already Missing You, Dad

First, I want to thank all of you who kept my family in your prayers. All of us, Dad included, appreciated them, the good thoughts, and kind messages.

He passed August 23, 2007, at 3:30 p.m., peacefully in his sleep. He fought so hard for so long (since November 2006 when the first stage 3 tumor was found), and even the morning before he passed, he was trying to get out of bed. His body gave out before his mind and heart gave up.

He and Mom would have celebrated their 54th wedding anniversary this December. His last words were to take care of her, and she was holding his hand when he passed.

9.7.07: The haze is slowly starting to fade, and I'm getting back into what my *normal* everyday life was before last November. Mom still has some health issues, but she's doing very well. I'm looking forward to finishing some of the projects which were ignored, and having some new stories out soon.

Jessie

Why I Write Romance

2007-08-16T13:46:00.000-04:00

Why I Write Romance

The answer is really simple. I believe in it. Oh, not the hearts, and candy, and roses, sort of romance the hawkers sale during Valentine's, but the happily ever after.

If you've been reading my blog in the past 7 or 8 months, you know my father is dying of cancer. My mother has a sever blockage in her carotid artery and is having mini strokes. About 2 weeks ago, she had a bad fall in their garage - the washer won. She looked like a raccoon for about a week, but thankfully she didn't break any bones, which is a miracle.

Dad cried as the medics took her out.

Honestly, none of us thought Dad would make it this long. They stopped any kind of treatment 3 weeks ago. He's been in and out of hospice, and we had another scare today. However, he rallied and managed to get out of bed, eat a little, and was sitting at the kitchen table when I left.

He doesn't want to leave Mom.

Their 53 years of marriage haven't been perfect, but it's been perfect for them.

That's why I write romance. It's not a dream, or fairy tale. It does exist, and I've been fortunate enough to have been surrounded by it. My parents found it, my sister and her husband found it, and I found it (17 years this Saturday).

Jessie

Some Serious Catching Up

2007-07-12T09:46:00.000-04:00

I haven't been very active lately, but with my parents' health on a rapid decline, well, things get pushed back, and back, and back. Dad is still with us, but I'm afraid it won't be for long.

My website is down. I'll be getting a new one in a few days, but until it's up and running, I'll be using my MySpace page (www.myspace.com/jessieverino).

I'm getting a little writing done, and will finish Statues soon. Look for it in November in Phaze Fantasies from www.phaze.com.

I'm also attending the Women's Expo again this year, and there are some very exciting things going on there. Check out their website at www.womensexpoauthors.com to see the fantastic, and I mean fantastic, list of authors attending, such as Christine Feehan, Dr. Bill Bass, Barry Eisler, Angela Knight, and the list goes on and on. There are also seminars and a dinner scheduled.

Jessie

Oscar, Everybody Loves You, Oscar

2007-02-26T12:37:00.000-05:00

Well, I’m sure the winners love him, but the non-winners probably don’t have a whole lot of nice things to say about him right now. However, whether your favorite movies brought home a little gold statue last night or not, everybody can win at Phaze. In honor of winners of last night’s Oscars, all Surges at Phaze are 50% off through Friday! That’s a lot of bang for your buck! And, Sci-Fi, Romantic Comedy, Historical and BBW are all 25% off this week. So feel the Surge and get a jolt of Sensual Energy.

Jessie

The In-Betweens

2007-02-21T15:53:00.000-05:00

The cold temperatures finally moved on, and it's supposed to be in the 60's tomorrow. In-between winter and spring.

I'm working on a few new projects. In-between books.

My Mom is now in the hospital, and Dad had his port put in for the upcoming chemo treatments. He can't go to the hospital to see Mom, because his immune system is already so compromised from the radiation treatments. In-between caring for each of my parents.

My DH is working a short call and will probably be unemployed again by the end of the week. In-between jobs.

The other secretary in our office quit, and now I'm working 9-10 hours a day. In-between co-workers.

Man, when you read it that way, it sound like I should be depressed, or stressed, or any other of the various negative emotions out there. It's not easy being in-between all this stuff, but I have great family, great bosses, great editors, and God. I can feel good about the little things I've accomplished. I can feel good about my son and his family getting a house. I can feel good about the fact that Mom & Dad both have fantastic doctors and great attitudes. I can feel good about my bosses understanding my situation and knowing I could be called away at any moment. I can feel good because my IT guy brought me a king size Snickers, and I haven't even opened it yet. I can feel good, because I'm surrounded by love and friendship.

Thanks to everyone who has sent a prayer or thought our way.

I hope everyone is feeling as good as I am right now. If not, I'll send warm thoughts and prayers your way, and a smile.

Jessie

Cold Temps & Salmonella

2007-02-16T11:09:00.000-05:00

I don't eat a lot of peanut butter, but about two weeks ago, I bought a jar (low fat Peter Pan) to keep in my office. Working 9-10 hours a day, I felt the little protein boost in the afternoon would help. Uh-huh. Just my luck, the jar I bought is one in the infected recall. I haven't had severe symptoms, except for last Sunday, but I have eaten at least a tablespoon of peanut butter almost every day for the past two weeks. I'm sending the lid back and getting a refund. But what's really scary is I've been delivering dinner to Mom & Dad a couple of nights a week. I haven't handled their food, only the packaging, and I do wash my hands, but we spend almost every minute in their kitchen when I'm there. Thank goodness I haven't handle any of Dad's insulin or needles. I've got to make some phone calls.

To all those buried under snow, I hope you have power and water, and please stay safe. It's cold here (downright frigid for the South - lows in the teens), and I'm ready for spring. The weather people are predicting snow for us tomorrow. Saturday, which figures. No snow day from work.

Dad goes Monday to have the port inserted for his chemo. It'll be an all day thing, and I'm sure it will wear him out. He's now almost bald from the radiation treatments he received and still very tired.

I hope everyone has a great weekend.

Jessie

Happy Valentine's Day & More

2007-02-14T14:56:00.000-05:00

First, some catch up. Congratulations to the World Champion Indianapolis Colts!!! And to Tony Dungy and MVP, Peyton Manning, along with Joseph Addai, Dominic Rhodes, Adam Vinatieri, and all the rest. Gentlemen, thanks for the great, exciting season.

Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. I had a great night with my hubby. He took me to my favorite Mexican restaurant.

Work has gotten a little crazy. I'm now the only support staff in the office, and it looks like the 9-10 hour days aren't going to end any time soon.

Dad completed his radiation treatments and starts the chemo in a little over a week. Me and my family appreciate all your kind words, thoughts, and prayers, and ask that you continue to keep us in them.

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I hope everyone has a fantastic Valentine's Day! Remember, the day is to celebrate love, so be sure to let the ones you love know it.

I'm going to spend the evening with the ones I love and who are important to me - my family. I'll stop by the bakery and pick up something sweet, a cake probably, and then grab my parents some dinner.

The evening will be wonderful. Bittersweet in a way, due to my Dad's cancer, but I know every moment spent with him, with my family, is precious.

My son and his family were going to try to come by Sunday, but didn't make it. So, in true Valentine fashion, I went ahead and opened the candy I'd bought for them and ate most of it. Of course, I'm going to replace it, probably with something better than what I first bought. It wasn't that great. Really, they should thank me. Maybe I'll give him a call and see if I can't guilt him into coming over tonight.

Jessie

Hoping for Snow

2007-02-01T10:14:00.000-05:00

Predictions went from 1" - 3", then the predictions changed to 2" - 5". I was sooo looking forward to snow day from work. I set my alarm, despite the dire predictions.

Now I know, most of you reading this are thinking, "Is she nuts?! That's not enough snow to get out of work." However, here in East Tennessee that's enough snow to shut everything down and have almost everyone running to their local grocery store to stock up on the essentials: bread, milk, peanut butter, beer, and toilet paper.

When the alarmed beeped at me this morning, I got up and shuffled to the front door to check on the amount of snow and ice on the road.

Where's my snow?????

To the south.

And joy of all joys, the weatherman is predicting more winter weather around lunch time. Of course, it's supposed to move on through and then warm up so that our afternoon commute home will be okay. (Which means my dad can get to his radiation treatment. I really can't complain about that.)

YUCK!

There's hope for tonight, though. Another front moving through, and it might just bring enough ice and snow to keep me out of work on Friday, which altogether isn't a bad trade.

Jessie

Exhausted

2007-01-28T10:22:00.000-05:00

Dad's doing much better. After some extensive testing, the doctors have determined that it is a tumor in his brain, but without brain surgery, there's no way to determine what type of tumor it is. He's taking radiation treatment, steroids, and anti-convulsants. He's taking a few steps on his own, but he's still wobbly. It's going to be a long, hard road ahead for him. He knows it, and still has a great attitude toward the whole thing.

After the past week and a half, spending equal amounts of time at work and my parents, I took Friday off and slept. And slept. And slept. I knew I was tired, but didn't realize exactly how exhausted I'd been. Speaking of work, it looks like things will ramp up there as I'm going to be the only support staff for a while. Thank goodness my DH is laid off, otherwise nothing would get done in my house.

On the writing front, I've been doing very little. I have two stories open now, and will work on them today. Check my projects page for further progress (or non-progress as the case has been lately).

Go Colts!!!!!
Jessie

A Fool's Errand...

2007-01-21T12:46:00.000-05:00

...or the world's biggest optimist?

That's the question I kept asking myself yesterday morning. The doctors sprung Dad from the hospital Friday night. So I was at their house bright and early Saturday morning. Made coffee, fought my way through the maze of medications, prepared his insulin injection (the steroids are making his sugar high), and I was ready to sit for a few minutes. But no. Dad was out of cigarettes.

Did I mention he has lung cancer?

He also had a winning lottery ticket. Just a few dollars. (We play for fun when it gets over $200m.)

So, he hands me the lottery ticket and tells me to roll it over, which means buy as many picks as dollars he won, and money to buy him a carton of cigs.

I shouldn't have, but I did. He's flat out told me, my family, and his doctors that he's not going to quit smoking.

Well, what do you expect from Roger the Logger, quite possibly the toughest man in the entire world?

Jessie

"I'm a Logger."

2007-01-18T14:03:00.000-05:00

Well, I've had a bit too much excitement this week. Dad went for his 1st chemo treatment Tuesday, but they had done a CT scan on his brain Monday, and the results showed a tumor in the right side of his brain. So, they sent him home with another appointment with a radiologist for Friday. On the way home, he started having seizures. He went back to the hospital by ambulance, and the family was called in.

When we arrived he was still seizing. The ER physician saw indications that the cancer had spread to his liver and possibly his stomach. After a few rounds of really good drugs, they stopped the seizing and ordered a CT scan of the stomach & liver. We were told to expect comfort measures only.

They did the scan late Tuesday night, and we didn't learn the results until early Wednesday morning--there's an abscess on the outside of his liver, probably from an emergency gall bladder surgery he had 4 years ago. We also learned that a brain tumor and a brain abscess look almost identical on a CT scan of the brain, and that the tumor could actually be an abscess. They scheduled an MRI for today, which hopefully will give us a definitive answer.

I was praying for a miracle, I'm not going to argue with the results. I'll take a brain abscess over a tumor any day of the week.

Now, for the title of this post: There's an old Ray Stevens' song entitled, The Haircut Song. Here are some of the lyrics:

Well, Butte, Montana just a'passin' through, one thing I just had to do,
Had to get a haircut and I was worried for my hair.
I had a feeling of impending doom the minute I stepped into that room and laid my eyes upon that barber chair.
It was a macho barber shop. Hair dryers were mounted on a rifle rack. Wasn't no mirrors. The barber chair was a Peterbilt... Barber walked in; he was huge, seven feet tall, three hundred pounds of spring steel and rawhide. Wearin' a hard hat, chewin' a cigar, had a t-shirt on -- said, "I hate musicians."
Threw me in the chair, sneered and said, "What'll it be pal?"
Now a lot of people would be intimidated in a situation like this...I was not. I am what I am, play my little piano, and sing my little songs. I looked him right in the eye and I said, "I'm a logger - just up from Coos Bay, Oregon. Been toppin' trees - quite possibly the toughest man in the entire world."

Dad & I quote the part about playing the piano and singing songs every time we're together. It always pops up in one of our conversations, usually along the line of,

"Well, what can you do?"
"I don't know. I just play my little piano, sing my little songs."

Well, Tuesday night when they finally got him to a room around 11:30 p.m. or so, the nurse came in and asked Dad his name. At this point, he was riding high on the ativan, and he sounded like he'd been on a three day drunk because his tongue was swollen from his biting it during the seizures. He looked her straight in the eye and answered, "My name's Roger. I'm a logger from Coos Bay, Oregon. Quite possibly the toughest man in the world. Just playin' my little piano and singin' my little songs."

The look on her face was priceless, and we were all laughing so hard none of us could explain why he'd answered that way. His name's not even Roger. We have no idea where that came from. And he's still telling the new nurses who come in at shift change that he's a logger from Oregon, even though he's completely cognizant. He had a long conversation with one of the nurses about Oregon and Seattle (where she is from) this morning. (He has been there.)

He kicked us out shortly thereafter, and I haven't heard anything from anyone regarding the MRI. I think I may go home after work and collapse now that the immediate danger is over. The chair I slept in last night at the hospital didn't provide a good night's rest.

Jessie

No Rain, Nor Sleet, Nor Snow...

2007-01-10T11:03:00.000-05:00

...can keep an author from a booksigning and reading.

Wow! Donna Wright & I had a fantastic time at the Madagascar Coffee Company in Kingsport, Tennessee last night! We had some nasty weather in East Tennessee yesterday--snow, sleet, a mixture of snow and sleet--in short, it was cold & yucky.

We arrived at 6:00 p.m., and were treated to some really great food and coffee. The shop is absolutely gorgeous, and the back room was perfect for us to mingle with the people who braved the weather to attend the event.

Donna and I both read, though we had to close the door for some of the passages from my works. ;) It was a great crowd, and they all got into the books and participated.

I'm sure we'll be going back soon.

Jessie

Great Weekend

2007-01-08T13:55:00.000-05:00

Well, I felt sorta *Blah* all day Saturday, even during the games. But, I'm still riding high on the Colts' win. I enjoyed the Seahawks' win, too.

Sunday, I had just settled down at my computer, the game was on, I had my Fury open and ready, and the doorbell rang. My son and his family stopped by for a visit, and we had an absolutely fantastic Sunday afternoon, and we finished the day with a trip to my favorite Mexican restaurant. Even the little ones enjoyed the food.

All in all, I think I got about 30 words written, but that's okay, because no words can outweigh those memories.

Happy Monday!
Jessie

Stage IV

2007-01-04T14:43:00.000-05:00

Bi-lateral tumors. Metastasized. Chemotherapy. Radiation. I could have lived quite happily without ever hearing those words. The doctor didn’t complete the procedure to check Dad’s lymph nodes. There was no point after the scope found another tumor in his right lobe. Didn’t want to put his body through the stress of the procedure when the cancer has already metastasized. Treatment can stop or slow the growth, but at this point there is no cure.

But there's always hope. He’s a fighter, his spirit is good, and his faith is solid. I know those things go a long way in treatment. And I do believe in miracles.

Thoughts and prayers still appreciated.

Thanks,
Jessie

My Big Plans for New Year's Eve

2006-12-29T14:39:00.000-05:00

Stay Home & watch football. Probably fold laundry while I'm watching. Heck, I may go a little crazy and do some other house cleaning. Nah, it is a holiday, after all. But, I love three-day weekends, and the whole "I have a legitimate excuse to be lazy" thoughts they generate.

I hope everyone has a safe, happy, & prosperous New Year. Here's a cyber toast to a wonderful 2007!

Jessie

Why I Believe in Love and the Happily Ever After

2006-12-26T14:14:00.000-05:00

Today is my parents' 53rd wedding anniversary. Yep, 53 years of love, laughter, Christmas mornings, New Year's celebrations, weddings, babies, and summer trips. 53 years of finding strength in each other when the tears fell, when children were sick or hurt, when money was tight, and when bad news came. The premature birth of my sister, the car accident when I was 12, my sister's cancer, my son's tumor, my nephew's 7 year custody battle, my dad's first bout with cancer. The joy of grandchildren and the special joy of great-grandchildren.

In short -- a lifetime.

Their story is why I believe in love and the happily ever after. Their story is why I write romance. Their love and encouragement are the reasons I write at all.

The power of true love is real, and it grows stronger as time passes. It may not seem like it when you're caught in the day-to-day routine of a hectic life, but it's there, pulsing, waiting to be called upon to see us through the next difficult situation.

Take a moment and let someone know you love them.

Jessie

Another Huge Sale at Phaze

2006-12-20T11:39:00.000-05:00

Phaze is having a Huge Christmas sale! All e-books are 50% off Christmas Eve and Christmas Day!! Wow! Heatsheets for $1.00 (that’s a lot of bang for your buck). And from December 26, 2006 until December 31, 2006, Phaze e-book titles will be discounted 25%. For the Christmas Day sale, use code SANTA50, and the week sale, use the code SANTA25. Be sure to check out Spellbound & Sensual Energy and these other great authors!

Spellbound

Sensual Energy

Waking Annabel, by Jayelle Drewry

Kitten, by Mychael Black & Shayne Carmichael

Apocalypse Dance, by Michael Barnette

Cain & Abel, by Bridget Midway

Jessie

Huge Sale at My Bookstore And More

2006-12-16T08:20:00.000-05:00

My Bookstore and More is having a Huge Christmas sale! All e-books are 15% off until December 24!! Lord Night is only $2.98 -- a bargain for a hot book to keep you warm during a cold night.

Check out Lord Night, and these other great authors!

Lord Night

Taste This, by Leigh Ellwood

Blame the Rain, by Ann Cory

Lords of the Were, by Bianca D'Arc

The Gift, by Beth Williamson

Loving Lies, by Lora Leigh

Just Like a Dame, by Daisy Dexter Hobbs

Now, off to do some Christmas shopping.

Jessie

I Was Wrong

2006-12-09T23:33:00.000-05:00

(Read it lots, honey, 'cause you this is the only time I'm likely to admit it.)

So, Hiro wasn't lost in time.

Questions: How did Sylar get his telekinesis powers to work in that room? What do Peter's dreams mean? Why does the Haitian want Claire to remember?

I think HRG's job is, and has been, to erase the memories of the heroes since their birth. And, I still think the partial eclipse has something to do with the heroes' all discovering their powers now. One thing I noticed was a change in Nicky/Jessica. In all the other shows, they could only see or speak with each other in reflective surfaces. However, in Fallout, once they saw each other at the pond, Jessica became corporeal, which fits with her having the sign and Nicky not. Has her power developed to a more advanced level?

I'm revamping my website, and it's taking a lot longer, and more irritating, than I anticipated. Even if I don't have all the pages finished by tomorrow, I'm putting up the ones I have.

I need to start my Christmas shopping - haven't bought the first present yet. Will probably have a marathon shopping session one night this week and another on Saturday. The hardest people to buy for: my parents and my husband. I have no idea what to get them. Easiest people to buy for: the kids ( and the toys are more fun, too.)

Have a Great Weekend!
Jessie

When Heroes Fall

2006-12-04T13:36:00.000-05:00

When I think the word heroes, several images cross my mind: super heroes like Batman (my fav); sports figures (though not so much now as when I was a kid); firefighters, policemen, doctors, etc.; and of course, soldiers. Over the past few years, we've seen many of our heroes fall, and as I write this, a member of SMRW is getting ready to deploy to Iraq. Our thoughts and prayers go with him.

A little closer to home, though, we rarely acknowledge those who are close to us who are "everyday heroes." Perhaps, we've grown accustomed to the wonder we first experienced when we realized they were our hero. I have several in my life, most of them family members, but my dad has always been my first, and best, hero, as well as my biggest fan. Last week, I learned my dad has cancer. This is the second time he's been diagnosed with the disease. The good news is the doctors caught it early and the prognosis is good.

But it's scary, and it leaves me a little lost knowing my biggest hero could fall.

Jessie

More on Heroes

2006-12-03T03:47:00.000-05:00

I have now seen episodes 1-6, and the one which aired on Monday night, and I have a few theories. The use of the phrasing "patient zero" leads me to believe that there was some form of genetic manipulation, whether totally generated or simply sped up. Dr. Saresh thought Syler was patient zero, but we know other people were coming into their powers before Sylar met Dr. Saresh. The painter being one. Sylar, Nicky/Jessica, and the girl who can control people seem to be the "villains", and I think there will be more as a balance of power sort of thing. Of course, we don't know about Claire's father yet, and whether he has any powers, or if he is the instigator. His actions, particularly grounding Claire, tend to put him on the side of good, but whoever is running the gene show could have given Claire powers to keep her father in line. Nathan could go either way.

I think the partial solar eclipse has something to do with the powers strengthening.

In the upcoming episode, I think Hiro will be lost - as in time.

That's all I have time for now. Oh, and I found this site (after I wrote the above) http://heroeswiki.com/Main_Page

Jessie

Get the Popcorn Ready

2006-11-29T12:01:00.000-05:00

for the Heroes marathon! I love this show!!!! Although, I have to admit I haven't watched it consistently, because it airs opposite (you guessed it) Monday Night Football. In fact, I've missed many good shows this season for a whole host of reasons (Law & Order, CI; Dr. Who; CSI), but always knew in the back of my mind I could catch them in reruns. However, thanks to the Sci-Fi channel, tonight, I'll get to see all the episodes of Heroes I missed. Unfortunately, I haven't seen the first episode, so I have lots of questions. I'm sure once I get to see them tonight, I'll form some theories of my own about their powers - whether they're natural or genetically manipulated, Claire's dad, Syler, etc.

Jessie

Happy Thanksgiving

2006-11-22T10:20:00.000-05:00

I have so much to be thankful for. My faith, my family, my friends, my co-workers, my health, my readers who make the whole writing journey worthwhile, and the writers whose work I enjoy.

There's so much love and support surrounding me, I feel totally awed. I may have some disappointments in my life, like the Colts losing, but I'm thankful to be able to watch them play. I may get totally stressed at work sometimes, but I'm grateful to have a job. I may be a little overweight, but I'm thankful I have food, and I'm very thankful the cyst removed earlier this year wasn't cancerous.

I'm thankful my father and my sister are still with us after fighting their own battles with cancer.

I'm thankful for my mother, and the grace, hope, and steadfast faith she's shown in the midst of her own pain.

I'm thankful for my son and what a wonderful young man he's grown into. I'm thankful for my lovely daughter-in-law who's strong and courageous and can find laughter and joy through adversity. I'm thankful for my grandkids and the life they bring to the party.

And, I'm thankful for my husband whose love, support, and understanding make my life complete. Love you Honey!

I hope everyone has a safe and happy Thanksgiving, and lots to be thankful for.

Jessie

More on The End

2006-11-20T10:12:00.000-05:00

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I knew I had read Born in Death too fast, so I re-read it over the weekend. And I did miss something; not on the plot of this particular case, or anything to do with Mavis's baby, but in the whole of the series. There was absolutely no mention of the infamous candy thief in this book. In fact, Eve spent very little time at the precinct or in her office.

She's hidden her stash of real chocolate in almost every conceivable location in her small office, and in the last 5 or so books or so, someone has managed to find it. However, it's not even mentioned in this book. I found it very disappointing. Her ongoing battle with the vending machines provides some comical moments, but there's no mystery there. We've all lost money in them, but the candy thief has managed to outwit Eve Dallas at every turn, and I look forward to the moment she discovers her candy has been purloined.

Jessie

Crying in My Coffee

2006-11-19T20:55:00.000-05:00

If you've been in a few chats with me, you probably know I'm a football addict. I've got the NFL channel, and I watch it constantly. However, tonight, I'm crying in my peppermint coffee. (Normally, it's cinnamon hazelnut, but with the holidays, I switch to peppermint.) The Colts lost their first game today. I really didn't expect them to go 17-0, but I also didn't expect them to lose this early. It breaks my heart, and in more ways than just the loss of a game. It brings back memories of an old friend, Joni, who is a Dallas Cowboys fan through and through. I kept thinking through the game that Joni was probably smiling, laughing, and whooping it up at her team's domination over the unbeaten Colts. I haven't seen her in years. Unfortunately, our lives went separate ways, and through a marriage, a divorce, another marriage, some job changes, and life in general, we gradually lost touch. It's days like these, when I think of how much fun we'd had doing the simple things, like watching football games (even if we rooted for opposing teams) that I miss my old friends the most. I hope she enjoyed the game.

Now, trying to decide whether to root for the Chargers or the Broncos....

Jessie

The End

2006-11-17T11:04:00.000-05:00

Do you read the last few pages of books first? My sister does and it drives me nuts. What's the point of reading the book when you know how it ends?

Now, it could be argued that in a romance the reader always knows how it's going to end -- happily ever after, with the hero and heroine declaring their love and overcoming the final hurdle. However, most of the romances I read have some sort of mystery to them, and most books I read outside of the romance genre definitely have mystery/suspense in them. To me, reading the last few pages and learning the answer to the puzzle would take away my enjoyment of the story.

Although, I was very tempted to do just that this past week. I purchased Born in Death, by JD Robb the day it came out and started reading immediately. Now, normally, I figure out who the bad guys/gals are pretty early in the books, but it's still a great feeling when I get to the unveiling part and my guess turns out to be correct. However, there are some red herrings in Born, and I couldn't read fast enough to see if I was right or wrong. I fell into the trap of "I want to know, and I want to know now!" So, you guessed it, I went to the end. And what did I discover? The sex of Mavis's baby. I took that as a sign and went back to reading the way it's supposed to be done -- start to finish.

But, what if I'm tempted again? I hope I'll be strong enough to resist temptation.

Jessie

A Halloween Treat

2006-10-31T11:25:00.000-05:00

Ready to be Spellbound? E-mail me and I'll send you a code for 10% off at Fictionwise for either Spellbound or Sensual Energy!

Joshua Neville is more than a ghost, he's a man trapped in time and space. Solange Monroe is more than a security specialist, she's the woman who can help him break a 127 year curse. However, he's a wanted man in 1879 and going back could mean a hangman's noose, but staying means an eternity of being alone. An instant attraction draws teh couple together, and his unique ability to "phase" through time adds an unusual twist to their lovemaking. However, it's the unusual twisting of her heart that has her worried.

Excerpt:

She didn't know if the loneliness reflected in his eyes stirred her, or the way he casually kept touching her, but she stopped resisting and gave in to what she had wanted since she first saw him sitting at the piano. She turned and straddled his lap. "You aren't alone tonight."

"And you are a brazen wench."

The bold move garnered the result she hoped as she felt him harden against her crotch. She ran a finger down his shirt. "Can you phase shift out of your clothes?" she teased.

His whole body vibrated beneath her and his eyes glittered with energy. One blink and his clothes disappeared.

"Wow! Can you make my clothes disappear, too?"

"I have a better idea." He placed his hands under the hem of her tank top and slid them up her stomach to cup her breasts. The shirt caught on his wrists as he went, pulling the fabric up and exposing her to his gaze. Desire flooded through her and moisture drenched her boxers when he tweaked the taut nipples.

She forgot about her job, his hex, everything, with each seductive stroke of his fingers against her bare flesh. His fingers continued to move upward, over her shoulders to caress the sensitive pulse point at the base of her throat before pulling the tank top over her head.

Seeking release, she rubbed her clit against his hard shaft, and a small moan of satisfaction escape her throat.

His tongue traced across her lips. "You have the most alluring mouth, especially when your lips are wet and ready and reminding me of other moist, delectable parts of your body."

She nearly came from the words alone.

"Do you know the most erotic place a woman can place her lips on a man's body?" Staying silent, she glanced at his crotch.

His hand entered the small fly type opening of her boxer shorts, his fingers tangling in the hair covering her mound, and the fabric of her boxers tightened over her swollen labia. "The hollow of his throat where he can experience each shivering breath of contentment, each small whisper of pleasure, and feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest and her legs wrapped around his thighs."

He fisted the edges of the opening, and the thin material ripped from the waistband to the crotch, giving him access. Her body shivered when his fingers brushed over her clit and plunged into her slick folds. The intensity of the light contact engulfed her and drove her past the edge of desire into primal need. She lifted off his lap and impaled herself on his fingers, urging them deeper into her pussy while she kept a strong grip his cock.

He removed his fingers and rubbed her clit. "Chér, put your lips on me."

Even through her sensual haze, she caught the double entendre. She guided the head of his penis to her opening, and raw sexual energy exploded through her. Wrapping her arms around him, she placed her lips on his neck and slowly slid down his shaft until she completely sheathed him.

His cock throbbed inside her, and she ground her hips in a circular motion, increasing the pressure. His pulse beat fast and strong under her lips, and the salty taste of him made her hungry for more.

She rocked her hips to the demanding rhythm of her desire, aroused by the way he clutched her ass.

His Creole accented whispers washed over her, carressed her. "You feel so good, so wet."

Her nipples tightened to the point of pained pleasure, and she quickened her pace, riding him hard. Her breasts rubbed against his chest, the friction flooding her entire body with heat until her pussy tightened around his throbbign cock, taking them both to climax.

Exhausted, she collapsed on top of him. The faint sound of chimes drifted from the grandfather clock in the foyer. Halp past two. "Bed," she murmured.

“Spellbound” is perfectly titled because that is what I was from the first page.... This book was hot, the characters believable and the ending more than I could have expected.... and I will be adding it to my top recommended reads.... – Sensual Reads & Reviews www.sensualreads.net

Cute, quick and entertaining.... Rated Multiple O’s by Romance Reviews Today-Erotic www.rrterotic.com

Lord Night Video Promo

2006-10-30T10:57:00.000-05:00

There's no music. I don't like clicking on a video and having it blast through my office and letting my bosses know I'm surfing. Maybe I'll add some later....

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Jessie

The Women's Expo

2006-10-24T13:00:00.000-04:00

I made it back from the Women's Expo in Kingsport, TN all in one piece, but very tired. It's a great event, with around 4000 people attending. I'll have a few pics in my website gallery later this week, and you do not want to miss seeing the absolutely gorgeous dress Mary Wine is wearing.

Our table bustled with activity both days, and we had some great people stop and talk to us.

Oh, and the unveilings! Just for this special event, Lora Leigh unveiled her new movie promo for Dangerous Games!! All I can say is wow. And, I got to see the new look for Samhain's website. I'm not sure when the new look will go live, but it's awesome! Be sure to check it out at www.samhainpublishing.com. I'm sure it won't be too much longer.

We're already starting to plan for next year, so mark your calendars. Lora Leigh, Mary Wine, Trista Ann Michaels, and me will be attending, and we have some other fantastic authors who are planning to attend. I can't spill the beans yet, but as soon as we have confirmation, I'll let you know. We also have some other fun events planned around the Expo. Details will be forthcoming, as I love to keep everyone guessing, and of course, not everything is ironed out yet.

We hope to have a website up soon, and I'll let you know as soon as it's up.

Exhausted, but pumped.
Jessie

Wrong Number

2006-10-19T11:29:00.000-04:00

This morning I received a call on my cellphone that went something like this:

Me: Hello.
Caller: Ask me how I feel.
Me: Ohhhkaaay, how do you feel?
Caller: (very excited) No, ask me how it feels to be DA MAN!
Me: (Laughing) Do I know you?
Caller: (Audible swallow) This is _______.
Me: Nope.
Caller: You're not ______?
Me: Nope.

From there, he sputtered apologies, which weren't necessary because he made my day. But now I'm curious. Did he get a new job? Did he win the lottery? Did he pop the question to his girlfriend and she said yes? Just what made this guy feel like DA MAN?

Have a great day, or at least as good as the guy who gets a wrong number.
Jessie

Monday Musings

2006-10-16T15:30:00.000-04:00

My boss is on vacation!!!

So, now I can work on any one of the six projects I have going right now. Yeah, six. I'm trying to have some self-control and only work on two, maybe three, get those finished and then continue with the others, but it simply isn't happening.

A few months ago, DH bought a new computer and my old Palm won't connect. I'm sure I could find a USB connector for it, but I'd rather update to a newer Palm. I've been checking out the different models, and I think I'm going with the Tungsten E2. I don't need to get to the web from my PDA, but I would like to listen to music, read books, and keep track of some things, so it seems like the best option. Anyone else use it and have an opinion? I'd like to know before I plunk the $$ down.

Anyone Christmas shopping yet? Not me, although I've been thinking about it. Mostly what to get the kids in my family. They're the most fun to buy for, and I get to let my inner child out for awhile. I also get to buy the toys that make all kinds of noise, have blinding lights, and in general will drive their parents nuts. Those thoughts just brighten my day like nothing else.

Have a Great Day!
Jessie

Fred Head Strikes Back

2006-10-15T18:15:00.000-04:00

My, my, my, it seems as if Mr. Head was up bright and early this morning searching blogs for his name--and he found a lot of them. And, he left me (and several others) this little message:

Anonymous said...
I think everyone is missing the bigger picture, Susan Combs wrote a book with sex and then Susan Combs took a public position during debate on a sex education (ABSENCE ONLY) bill while she served as a State Representative. The point, Susan Combs is a hypocrite. Fred Head is clearly stating the facts. Please debate how you can write a book of this nature and then took a public position of sex education (ABSENCE ONLY) bill. Can't have it both ways.
6:29 AM

Now, I don't know for a fact that Fred Head left the comment, but others who have tracker software attached to their blogs have verified it comes from Dallas, (http://gabrielleluthy.blogspot.com/2006/10/right-said-fred.html) and evidence supports the supposition. Absence instead of abstinence. I dearly wish he or his press people, would learn to spell and use words correctly. (Although, I understand he has now replaced the word "extraxt" with excerpt.)

Just for the record, I support sex education for our children. I feel it's very important to teach sexual responsibility as it pertains to relationships, pregnancy, STD's, and even domestic violence and sexual abuse. Armed with knowledge = right choices.

I do not advocate the reading of my books by anyone under the age of 18, even though I started reading, under my parents' supervision, romance novels around the age of 14.

Please do not insult me or other romance authors by hiding behind anonymous comments.

Jessie

TGIF

2006-10-13T15:57:00.000-04:00

My boss just left for vacation, which means I have the rest of a Friday afternoon to goof off. Woke up to frost on the ground and the car this morning, but this afternoon is sunny, a bit cool, and beautiful. The trees are starting to turn in East Tennessee and they're georgeous!

Looking forward to some Mexican food tonight and a little snuggling with my sweetie.

Here's an excerpt of Lord Night to get the weekend started right.

A movement at the bar caught her attention. Two men exited the booth the man was supposed to lure Damien into, and they didn't look pleased to see the two chatting.

The bartender ducked behind the bar, and the weasel nearly fell trying to slip off the stool, but he regained his footing and ran toward the door.

No, not men, she realized when they moved closer. Demons. And they headed straight for Damien. Sharp features etched their long, thin faces. Their pale skin appeared almost translucent, and their red snake eyes glowed unnaturally in the muted light of the bar. One of them dragged his long, bony fingers over the polished wood and scratched the surface with his sharp nails.

Damien's right arm rested on the edge of the bar, his fingers inches away from the gun, and his left hand nursed the drink left by the weasel. What was he waiting for? Why didn't he shoot them?

If he lived through this, she was going to kill him.

She refused to stand by and do nothing. She pulled away from the wall, and out of the shadows protecting her, and walked brazenly toward Damien. Slowing a little to match pace with the demons, she stepped behind Damien as the demons flanked him. She played with the hair curled at the nape of his neck and bent over his shoulder. "Darling, you didn't tell me you invited friends."

The demons' eyes brightened, and she suppressed a shudder when their lips curled in sinister smiles showing yellowed, jagged teeth.

Damien tensed beneath her hand.

The barstool spun slowly until Damien faced the demon on his left and she stood with her back pressed against Damien's, facing the demon on his right.

She took a deep breath and eased her sweaty palm down her thigh. Her fingers brushed against the holster. She leaned forward and shimmied. "Why don't we get this party started?"

The demon licked his thin lips and leered at her, but his attention centered right where she wanted it, distracting him long enough for her to palm the small gun.

She felt Damien's arm move, took quick aim at the most direct target—the demon's balls, and shot from the hip. He shrieked with pain, but she didn't let off the trigger, landing hits with the laser over his torso and chest. Damn, the thing just wouldn't die.

Damien jerked off his seat, toppling the barstool to the floor. "Shit! These things have sharp nails."

"How bad?"

"Nothing more than a scratch down my arm." He nudged her with his shoulder and they walked back to back away from the bar, shooting their laser guns as they moved.

The demons followed, staying close and swiping with their talon-like fingers. The sickening scent of charred flesh filled her nostrils and mingled with the coppery scent of Damien's blood.

The club fell silent. No music, no steps echoing on the dance floor, no tinkling of glasses. Only the hissing sounds the demons made filled the air, each breath rushing out like an icy damp wind over her skin. It chilled her, numbed her fingers, and made it hard to grip her weapon.

Unable to hold the gun steady, she squeezed the trigger as best she could and sprayed laser blasts at the creature, praying no wild shots struck a bystander.

The demon flailed in front of her, gurgling from a wound in his throat. The cold vapor dissolved.

She sent another, longer blast into its neck and it crumbled to black dust in front of her. One of its gnarled talons survived, and she kicked it away from the pile of ash as if its presence might revive the demon.

"Go for the throat!" she shouted over her shoulder.

The adrenalin rush pumped through her, warming her blood, her hands. She held the gun in front of her and dared not turn around to help Damien in case other demons lay in wait, hidden.

Another horrible gurgling sound told her Damien had found his mark. The music started again, and she heard the soft hum of conversations under the melody. The threat had passed and everything seemed normal again. Her labored breathing evened out, and she placed the gun back in the holster.

"Lord Night is an extraordinary story with a unique and remarkable world...." http://www.joyfullyreviewed.com/reviews/lordnight.html
"...fantastic alternate-dimension story..." http://euroreviews.eu.funpic.de/bookdetails.php?book_id=727

"...This is an erotic tale of the highest caliber...." http://www.loveromancesandmore.com/reviews/Sept06/lordnight_valerie.htm

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Have a great weekend!
Jessie

Fred Head - Do you Believe in Love?

2006-10-11T13:58:00.000-04:00

If Fred Head has his way, all romance novelists will be considered pornographers, and I suppose by his way of thinking, all suspense/murder/mystery writers will be considered criminals, and he'd probably want to burn JK Rowling at the stake. I'm not even going to try to guess what the man might think of Stephen King.

I read his rant. I read how he used Black's Law Dictionary's definition of pornography to determine his opponent's status. (Which although he said was on his site, I never found it. So, since I happen to have a BLD handy, here it is: "That which is of or pertaining to obscene literature; obscene; licentious. People on Complaint of Savery v. Gotham Book Mart, 158 Misc. 240, 285 M.Y.S 563, 367." -- Black's Law Dictionary, Revised Fourth Edition.) Make of it what you will.

One of the first things that caught my eye while reading his website was this line:
"...which has her name at the top of every other page - - - a clear testament to Susan Combs’ insatiable ego and desire to see her name in print."

Has the man ever read a book? Apparently not. Go ahead, check all your books; Poe, Shakespeare, Nora Roberts, they all have the author's name on every other page, with the title opposite. From his statements, it seems all authors are aggrandizing with insatiable egos.

However, his lack of knowledge on the subject of books is far less appalling than his knowledge of the subject matter of said books. Romance, with or without implied or explicit sexual content, is about love, empowerment, trust, insecurities and believing in yourself and your partner enough to overcome them, and yes, even passion. It seems as if he zoned in on "the good parts" just like the guys in my 11th grade history class, (Johanna Lindsay historicals were very popular in my history class) and never took the time to actually read the story. Romances, by their very nature, have a "happy ever after" ending.

I could quote all the stats which state romance readers are educated and spend lots of money on books (all genres, because we read more than romance) each year, but, to me, it's not a money issue. He has managed to insult me as a reader and author, along with millions of others, because of his WILLFUL IGNORANCE. This should not be tolerated.

And while we're skirting around the money issue, as comptroller, he should be aware of a few more facts: Romance Writers of America's (RWA) headquarters are in Texas; RWA's national conference is being held in Texas next year; Romantic Times' Readers and Booklover's Convention is being held in Texas next year. Can you say a boatload of money coming into his state from readers and authors of romance? I'm pretty sure he's not screaming "pornographers go home."

I'm not ashamed of what I read or write, but I am ashamed for this man. A man who has had to stoop to a smear campaign in order to make himself look better in the eyes of voters. A man who cannot stand on his record or the issues. He has earned my pity, but will never earn my respect.

Jessie

Reese's Pieces for Breakfast

2006-09-29T09:27:00.000-04:00

Washed down with cinnamon hazelnut coffee. It's a great morning. Football season means blue jeans and team gear (today the gray UT hoody). So, I'm comfortable, reading e-mails from my boss reminding me of things to get done today, because he's playing golf, which means I might actually get it done. Nah, who am I kidding. I'll get some of it done, but another round of Avon Fanlit starts this afternoon, and I'll be glued to that, along with a few other projects.

If you haven't heard of Avon Fanlit, it's an online writing competition. The premise was voted on, and then people were invited to submit a chapter on the premise. (London, 1815 won out.) The first round had 513 submissions. Then it was narrowed down to the top ten through the ranking process, and the second round was a continuation of the winning chapter. The second round had 299 submissions, and the top ten are being ranked as I type. The winner will be announced at noon, and then the third round begins. They also have some great prizes.

Well, I'm off to do some "real job" stuff now.

Oh, before I go, I just wanted to thank everyone! Sensual Energy is in Phaze's Top Ten for paranormal!! I'm so excited!! If you'd like a coupon for 10% off Sensual Energy or Spellbound (my latest release) at Fictionwise, just e-mail me at jessie@jessieverino.com with "coupon - title(s)" in the subject line, and I'll send it to you!

Have a great weekend!
Jessie

Friday, Football, and Random Thoughts

2006-09-22T09:42:00.000-04:00

Happy Friday, Everyone! It's drizzling rain and cool here, a perfect fall morning. I'm really looking forward to the fall colors and getting out to see them on the motorcycle.

Wow, so much has happened this summer with the wedding, the day job, the writing, and life in general. I'm looking forward to a little slow down and some time to watch lots of football. I know, you probably didn't figure me for a football fan, but I love it. And maybe this week I'll get to see the whole Colts game. Not that I don't like Buffalo, but hey I was watching the Colts and didn't appreciate being flipped in the middle of the game.

I've also been able to get a little reading in. I just finished Lover Awakened by J.R. Ward, and it was fantabulous!!! I've also picked up some Samhain titles which were great (the wedding dress series, the dragon series by Bianca D'Arc, and a few others), and I'm reading Cold Chill by Sandra Brown now. I'll be getting Christine Feehan's Dark Celebration and JD Robb's Born in Death when it's released in November.

Meanwhile, I'm still writing. I'm working on a companion piece to Spellbound and a sequel to Sensual Energy. If you haven't read either of these stories, they are available at Phaze and Fictionwise. If you e-mail me at jessie@jessieverino.com, I'll send you a coupon for 10% off at Fictionwise. I'm also in the very early stages of writing a sequal to Lord Night.

Voting is still going on for The Key, my free on-line interactive story at www.jessieverino.com/thekey.html. Please go by and vote.

I hope everyone has a great weekend!

Jessie

Breaking News

2006-09-01T22:55:00.000-04:00

Spellbound will be available September 3rd!

I'm excited to announce that Spellbound will be available September 3rd, and Sensual Energy is now available and discounted on Fictionwise!

To celebrate, I'm having a contest for a Spellbound prize pack! The prize pack contains a journal, a hand-made book thong, candles, and various and sundry goodies. To enter, send the answers to the following questions to me at jessie@jessieverino.com before September 30th. The answers can be found either on my website, on my Myspace page, the Phaze MySpace page, or within the pages of Spellbound.

1. What book released with Spellbound?
2. Who left the first comment on Phaze's MySpace page?
3. Who are the hero and heroine of The Key, my free online read?
4. What do I look for any excuse to get out of doing?
5. What important piece of information is contained within the journal?

Lord Night has received some awesome reviews!

Euro Reviews gave Lord Night 4.5 Flags "...fantastic alternate-dimension story..."

Just Erotic Romance Reviews gave Lord Night 4 stars "...quite intriguing and elaborately detailed..."

Coffee Time Romance gave Lord Night 4.5 cups! "...What an erotically inflaming story this is..."

I hope everyone has a fantastic, safe & fun Labor Day Weekend!

Jessie

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2006-08-28T17:00:00.000-04:00

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2006-08-22T12:08:00.000-04:00

Thanks to everyone who bought a copy of Lord Night, because you've given me a reason to not cook dinner! I went to www.mybookstoreandmore.com this morning and was pleasantly surprised that I was number 10 on the Top Ten List! Then, of course, I was late for work b/c I had to get proof, print off the page, save it, etc. But, I blamed it on traffic and the bad weather we had this morning. ;)

If you've tried to get to the bookstore over the past couple of days, you know it's been down due to maintenance. However, it's back up now and loading much faster. And, as a "sorry for the inconvenience" they're holding some great sales and contests.

Here are the details:

FABULOUS SALE & CONTEST AT MBAM!

Lots of prizes this week - all you do is make a purchase to be entered! Winners will be chosen to win a variety of print books!ALSO, from now until September 30, 2006, every purchase will count toward a drawing for an ebook reader! The winner may choose between an eBookwise, a Palm Tungsten E2, or an HP IPAQ rx1950!PLUS, you can enter the drawing without making a purchase by sending a postcard with your name, address, phone number, email address, and how you heard about My Bookstore and More 2932 Ross Clark Circle #384Dothan AL 36301All postcards must be received by October 31st, winner will be announced on November 1st, 2006.
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Have a great week!
Jessie

News from Phaze

2006-08-21T13:04:00.000-04:00

Phaze (http://www.phaze.com) has been undergoing some terrific changes in the past few weeks, and is continuing to improve their site with the addition of new book categories, including series, and new payment options, including PayPal. New releases are scheduled for every two weeks, and there are some fantastic stories coming out in the coming months. (Did somebody say Spellbound? Why yes, it's release date is September 3rd. Great cover, huh?) Please come by and check it out.

Jessie

Lord Night is now available

2006-08-09T11:57:00.000-04:00

And the reviews have started coming in! Thanks to Candy at Coffee Time Romance for the following:

4 cups for Lord Night...A lab accident hurls Shannon and Damien into an experimental,alternate dimension vortex which Damien has created. Now they mustfight demons to stay alive as they search for their way home. Damien becomes the character Lord Night, with Shannon as his sex slave. This is so they can play the game and find their way home.......What an erotically inflaming story this is....If I only had my own Lord Night,....
Read the entire review here:http://www.coffeetimeromance.com/BookReviews/Lordnight.html
For excerpt & more, click here:http://mybookstoreandmore.com/product_info.php?products_id=165

Have a Great Day!
Jessie

Part II of The Key

2006-08-02T16:11:00.000-04:00

Voting has concluded for Part I of my online read. Thanks to everyone who voted!
Our heroine, Kerryn, has opened the door! Find out what happens at www.jessieverino.com/home.html and click on "The Key." Also, be sure to cast your vote as to the first fantasy! Or, write your own installment and post it at www.verinothekey.blogspot.com. Everybody is welcome to add to the story.

Peace,
Jessie

Offensive Smells

2006-07-28T10:21:00.000-04:00

The sense of smell triggers more in our brains than the other four senses. (At least, I believe this, with the exception of possibly sound.) But, the problem with smells is that they linger. So, while the single rose on my desk is pleasant, the guy who just walked into our office reeking from an overabundance of Polo is offensive. And, the bad part is that the strong scent has stayed in our lobby, our hallway, and our conference room, and will probably stay for hours.

Why, oh why, do people feel the need to bathe in a perfectly good cologne, or aftershave, or perfume, when as the old slogan for Dippity Do goes, "A little dab'll do ya."

And for those of us with allergies...I shiver to think of the many times I've had to leave an event because my eyes swelled, and I couldn't stop sneezing when someone close to me liberally applied enough smelly stuff to make it impossible to breathe. This was especially embarrasing at a funeral.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy a good scent as much as the next person. However, I prefer my Chanel No. 5 in a light spray, not a gallon bucket.

Have a great weekend!
Jessie

Music Ramblings

2006-07-25T19:49:00.000-04:00

While at RT, me and a few other people got caught up in a conversation about music--cheesy music. I usually have a soundtrack of sorts to match the mood of my story, but these songs will never make the soundtracks. Here's a list of cheesy songs that even if you do like them, you'll be too embarrassed to admit it.

Midnight at the Oasis (does anyone actually put a camel to bed?)
Afternoon Delight (the lyrics no one can understand are, "I always thought a fish could not be caught that didn't bite.")
On the Cover of the Rolling Stone (A gen-u-wine Indian guru)
Ode to Billy Joe (Pass the blackeyed peas)
Harper Valley PTA (Now, why is she using more ice?)
Chevy Van (Keep your eyes on the road, son and slow this vehicle down)

I have all of these, in one form or another, and probably dozens more that I blessedly don't remember. Otherwise, you might pass me in the hall one day and hear me humming, Billy Don't be a Hero.

Jessie

Reader Appreciation at Samhain

2006-07-06T15:29:00.000-04:00

I hope everyone will join me and other Samhain authors as we celebrate ReaderAppreciation Week July 10th through July 16th. Be prepared to add toyour wish list as authors share excerpts from a variety of genresincluding romance, fantasy and suspense. Come to chat, come to win one(or two) of the MANY prizes being offered throughout the week, come tochat with your favorite authors and make new friends. Monday through Friday, authors will pop in to the Samhain Cafe throughout the day to chat, share excerpts and blurbs from their booksand post contests.

Each day is dedicated to specific genres of fiction/romance. Monday July 10th - Suspense/Mystery/Thriller
Tuesday July 11th - Fantasy/Sci-Fi-Futuristic
Wednesday July 12th - Paranormal
Thursday July 13th - Historical/Western
Friday July 14th - Contemporary/Chick Lit/Comedy
Saturday July 15th and Sunday July 16th , Two authors every hour will share blurbs, prizes and excerpts. The party starts at 9 eastern and goes until 9pm Saturday and Sunday so be prepared for non-stop action on these days!You can sign up for the fun at www.samhaincafe@yahoogroups.com This event will take place on the Samhain Cafe, not the chatroom, so beprepared for a high volume of emails. You can choose to go digest, nomail or special notices and read and participate directly from the board, if you are someone who doesn't like a large number of emails to come through your inbox. We look forward to seeing everyone and helping us celebrate the fabulousness that is our readers!

Erotic Escapades Scavenger Hunt

2006-07-04T11:25:00.000-04:00

Want to win a bunch of cool prizes? Then check out fellow author Michelle Pillow's Erotic Escapades Scavenger Hunt! Lots of authors have gotten together to help out and donated prizes, including yours truly. Check it out here: http://www.erotic-escapades.com/PillowSH.html

I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful 4th of July Holiday and that the fireworks continue into the bedroom!

Peace,
Jessie

Naughty Excerpts

2006-07-01T20:38:00.000-04:00

Lord Night won its first award Thursday at Coffee Time Romance's Naughty Excerpt Day!! I'm thrilled and honored to receive "Hottest Excerpt" for Lord Night. Here's the winning excerpt:

Blurb: An alternate dimension…demons…a dangerous game…will fiery passionbe their only defense? Temp agency owner Shannon Miller likes to play video games, butshe never expected to find herself in one, let alone with a sexyscientist who makes her body melt with desire. Physicist Damien Richards is blind—and not only in matters thatconcern his sight. Despite the accomplishments he's achieved increating an alternate dimension, he still believes he is unwhole dueto his physical impairment. When a lab accident propels the two into an experimental,alternate dimension, they find themselves playing a dangerous game,unable to return, fighting demons as well as a passion that couldconsume them both. Will they be able to face their personal fears andwin the game of love?
Excerpt:
When he finally unfastened the gold clasp of her gown, it fellaway, exposing her fully to his gaze. The head of his shaft playedagainst the skin above her mound. The little droplets of moisture heleft behind only heightened her fervor.
"Do not move," he commanded. The weight of the nipple chainlessened and he placed the amethyst between her breasts.
She had begged for relief from the sweet torment earlier, but nowthe loss of it made her crave it all the more. The heat of his breathcaressed her bare stomach when he crouched low over her, like apredator stalking her scent.
She fisted her hands in the plush rug underneath to keep frommoving and held tight when he nipped the sensitive flesh below hernavel. The sensation of his love bite stayed even as he backed awayuntil she couldn't feel any part of him touching her.
"Spread your legs for me."
The skirt of her gown feathered over her legs when she opened forhim. She held her breath in anticipation, fully aware of his gaze onher. She felt his triumphant smile when her juices surged and flowedover her swollen labia.
He nestled between her legs, and she clenched her hands in aneffort to keep from raking them through his hair and pulling himcloser. An eternity passed, but she lay motionless as he hadinstructed, refusing to beg him. Every muscle in her body trembled,taut with expectation, until one slow stroke of his tongue shatteredher.
She squirmed beneath him, exposing more of herself to his mouth.The moist warmth of his tongue penetrated her swollen flesh sendingwaves of ecstasy through her. He kissed her opening, plunging into itshot depths. Her muscles tightened around him.
He pulled out before she came. "You have a greedy little pussy,Shannon. Fortunately, I'm a generous man."
Suffering from lack of completion, a low cry of frustration escaped.
"I'm going to kiss you again. Sample your sweet nectar until I'mdrunk from it. Don't come until I allow you." Her breasts swelled and ached. She moved her hands to massagethem, but he caught them and placed them back at her sides. "Every part of you is my pleasure." His strong fingers found her nipples andsqueezed as his tongue delved deep inside her once again.
Writhing beneath him, she struggled for control. Her own desireheld her captive, ensnared her, even as his lips grazed her overlytender clit.
"Now," he ground out. "Come for me now." He sucked her clit andflicked the sensitive nub with his tongue. A scream formed in her throat and escaped as the force of the orgasm swelled through her.
Sated and still wrapped in the warm haze of pleasure, she barelynoticed when Damien removed the nightgown, cradled her in his arms andcarried her to the bed.
The covers were folded back, and the cool sheets felt goodagainst her heated skin. She turned over and snuggled deep into thesoft down pillows, exhausted and weak, but he didn't give her a chance to recover.

Peace,
Jessie

Lover Eternal

2006-06-23T12:51:00.000-04:00

I'm finally taking a break after revisions and between doctors appointments and catching up on my TBR pile. Oh, Wow! I just finished Lover Eternal, by J.R. Ward. All I can say is this is a great book, as was Dark Lover (which I think I read 4 times before the release of Lover Eternal). The wait until September for Zsadist's story will kill me!

Other books in my TBR pile include the new one by Susan Johnson, which I can't remember the title of, and a few suspense novels, which I can't remember the titles of either. I'm lousy with titles.

However, summer television looks promising. The new seasons of Startgate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis start in July, the new season of The Dead Zone started Sunday (and was excellent), and I'm catching up on the Dr. Who episodes I missed while traveling. Those Sc-Fi marathons are great, and I plan on vegging out in front of the television tonight for some much needed R&R.

38 days until the release of Lord Night!! This is my favorite story -- so far. I'm not going to say it's like my fav authors, (Sherrilyn Kenyon, J.R. Ward, Christine Feehan), but it does have the same dark feel. No vamps, though, and very hot!

The Key still has a week and half left for voting. Please visit my site, read the first installment, and vote as to what our heroine should do next. http://www.jessieverino.com/thekey.html

Samhain is celebrating its readers the week of July 10th through 16th at the Samhain Cafe. Lots of Samhain authors in all genres of fiction will be appearing, posting excerpts, recipes, and other fun stuff. Oh yeah, there's prizes too! If you're not a member of the Cafe, go to http://www.samhainpublishing.com and join.

Peace,
Jessie

My New Cover!!!

2006-06-13T11:26:00.000-04:00

I'm so excited about my new cover! Scott Carpenter did a great job and captured the tone of the story perfectly! Lord Night will be available August 1st from Samhain Publishing. In other news, I spent a wonderful weekend in Cincinatti at Lori Foster's and Diane Castell's Readers and Writers Get Together and had a total blast! Diane and Lori and gracious and energetic hosts, and I met so many wonderful people, and got to catch up with some old friends. I can't wait until next year.

I've finally updated my website. The Key, my serialized fiction is now live at www.jessieverino.com/thekey.html. If you get a chance, go by and check it out, and if you're feeling adventurous, be sure to go to the blog and create your own installment (complete with choices for our heroine to make). I hope to have some guest authors showing up soon to help our heroine on her journey.

I hope everyone has a safe and fun week!

Peace,
Jessie

The Slacker

2006-05-24T13:36:00.000-04:00

As you can see, I missed a few days of RT madness here. The Vampire Pirates of the Caribbean was a hoot, and the costumes were great! Same for the Faery Ball, and the Rock 'n Roll Racy party. I had a great time and met lots of wonderful readers! And in true slacker form, not all of the pics are on my website yet, but I hope to have them and the first installment of The Key up this weekend -- if I don't go riding.

Peace,
Jessie

American Title II Winner!

2006-05-19T16:09:00.000-04:00

Gerri Russell author of THE WARRIOR TRAINER won the American Title II contest!!! WTG, Gerri!!

Will have more later.

Peace,
Jessie

RT Day III

2006-05-19T08:31:00.000-04:00

I'm getting too old for this. Thursday just kinda went by in a blur. I slept late and managed to get to the morning mixer in time for a cup of coffee. I spent the next few hours in Club RT and even managed to sign up for some of the baskets (like I need something else to bring home). Lunch was an interesting affair with Lasting Romance Productions. The company wants to produce movies straight to DVD based on romance novels, and they seem to have a good plan. The producer is well known and named her credentials, which weren't shabby, but I can't remember any of it at this point.

I did sneak in the back of one of the vampire workshop/panel discussions with Christine Feehan, L.A. Banks and Tina Harrison. Then I snuck out again and spent some more time in Club RT before finding Sharon and going to the hot tub. Believe me, the muscles needed it after dancing all night at the EC party.

Heather Graham's Vampires of the Caribbean ball was great, and the costumes, as always, eye-catching. I danced a little, but came back to the room fairly early and went to bed.

Pictures are up in the gallery on my website at www.jessieverino.com.

Peace,
Jessie