Wednesday Word of the Day

Anneal \uh-NEEL\, verb:


1. To toughen or temper.

2. To heat (glass, earthenware, metals, etc.) to remove or prevent internal stress.

3. To free from internal stress by heating and gradually cooling.

4. To fuse colors onto (a vitreous or metallic surface) by heating.


~ Oh, I so need to have an artistic character to use this word with.  ;) ~

Happy Easter!

Ever wondered about the orgin of the Easter Bunny? 

The abbreviated history: "Many pagan cultures held spring festivals" hundreds of years ago. One such festival was in celebration of "Eostre, the goddess of dawn." Mental Floss explains that Eostre was "linked to the hare and the egg, both symbols of fertility." As a way to convert the pagans to Christianity, missionaries began turning the festivals into Christian holidays.

For a fuller story, check out this link...

Wednesday Word of the Day

Akimbo \uh-KIM-boh\, adjective:


With hand on hip and elbow bent outward.

~Huh, kinda like how I dance!  lol~

Blog Hop-Hopping into Town

Coming Sat & Sun to an awesome blog near you!  Shapeshifter Seduction, my group blog, is taking part in the fun...stop by.  :)

Fabulous Friday!

I have a cover!  Isn't it lovely, sexy and hawt...hawt...hawt!  Amanda Kelsey has again rocked my world.  :)

Wednesday Word of the Day

Tenterhooks \TEN-ter-hooks\, noun:


1. On tenterhooks, in a state of uneasy suspense or painful anxiety.

2. One of the hooks or bent nails that hold cloth stretched on a tenter.

~I have to say, I didn't realize the hooks used to set up a tent had their own name, but I'm intrigued by the first definition - Uneasy suspense or painful anxiety - hmmm I can think of several places I could use this word, but would it pull the reader out of the story?~

Tipping My Hat, Tuesday...

Thanks for adding color and unconditional love to my life, sweetling!  You make a Mom, so proud.  ((hugs))

Wednesday Word of the Day

Afflatus \uh-FLAY-tuhs\, noun:


A divine imparting of knowledge; inspiration.

~Something I thank my muse for nearly every day!~

Lost in my Gray Matter...

On the run from her hero, not ready to mate, our heroine is overlooking the Mighty Mississippi from a tiny ledge.  Her cell, ringing in her back pocket and straps of her fake Jimmy Choo's in her teeth...  Will she fall, can she answer the phone, is her mate close enough to get her?

And a commercial break....  ~At least in my head there is, dang it!~ 

I've been futzing with this scene now for a while and I can't get it right.  The character is tight-lipped (not wanting to lose those shoes you know) and I'm not quite sure what direction to take her.  One way disrupts the rest of the already written story, but the other just kind of flops.

I need a third option.

One that fits each of the characters and keeps the story going.  The third option must be hiding somewhere in my gray matter...I just need to find it.  :)