Monthly Archives: July 2011

Six Sentence Sunday: Christening

My Six Sentence Sunday this week is from a super-short freebie coming up as part of a promotion in a couple of months. Enjoy!

Adrian curled an arm up and ran his fingers into Tucker’s hair. He hit a tangle, looked down, and laughed when he realized it was a blob of paint. “Jesus, Tucker, I think you got as much on you as on the wall.”

Tucker turned his head, propping his chin up on Adrian’s chest. He grinned and raised that eyebrow again. “Lucky for me, I have a boyfriend who loves helping me get clean after a hot, sweaty workout.”

(Embarrassment of the day: misspelling my own name in the links list. Ack.)

Image: Louisa Stokes / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Friday Feedbag: Melon Memories

One of the best things about living in the South in the summer is the produce. Produce stands litter the landscape, offering up fresh summer tomatoes, peaches, corn, and a wealth of other bounty.

I love all kind of summer fruit, but for my mom, summer means one thing: WATERMELON. She’d eat it for every meal if she could get away with it. It’s almost a running joke, with every grocery list ending with “watermelon!”

For me, watermelon is as much about memory as taste. For as long as I can remember, my extended family has had a Fourth of July cookout, with the men spending the day guarding the grill, the women setting things up in the kitchen, and the kids staying cool in the pool. (Yes, traditional gender roles abound in the South. What a shocker!) And what else stayed cool in the pool? The watermelon! The kids would play around with it for most of the day in the water, and once the meal was over, it would be perfectly chilled to slice and eat for dessert.

Of course, there’s only one proper way to eat a watermelon like that: cut into slices, add a dash of salt if you like, and stick your face right in! Seed-spitting contests optional but encouraged. 🙂

Image: piyato / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Goooooooal!

Without even realizing it at first, I reached one of my writing goals for the year this week. Well, they were more “general guidelines of what I’d like to do,” but one was to publish six stories, of any length. My August novel release will be my fifth, and I’m still hopeful that I’ll have at least one holiday-season story. (If ever finish writing them.)

Then Dreamspinner put out a call to current authors for a special promotional event, and my submission was accepted. It’ll be a freebie, but that’s fine; it’s still going to be published. So that’s six! Go me!

(As an aside, that also gives me at least one publication every other month this year through October. And if one of the Christmas stories is accepted, it’ll be every other month all year. Maybe next year my goal should be to get published in at least one “odd” month.)

Monday Music: We Will Be Victorious

I loved this song already (saw Muse open for U2 last year, and both were fabulous), but this “Queer As Folk” (US) fan video just captures it perfectly. Considering the victory being celebrated in New York starting yesterday, I thought it would be most appropriate to share this morning. Congratulations to all the newly married and soon-to-be-married couples!

Six Sentence Sunday: Learning Curve

My first attempt at scheduling a blog post on WordPress, so let’s hope it works. 🙂 My Six Sentence Sunday this week is from a novel-in-progress with a twist on a teacher/student storyline.

Ben glanced up and had the good fortune—or misfortune, considering the circumstances—of catching David’s gaze. If Ben had been expecting David to still be laughing, he would’ve been badly mistaken. Instead, David’s eyes were open wide, dark and burning into Ben’s, and his lips were parted slightly, shining, as if he’d been licking them. His cheeks were lightly flushed, and Ben could see his chest rising and falling quickly.

All in all, he looked like nothing less than a model of pure, unadulterated lust. Ben knew he should look away, but he couldn’t, even as he felt his own body responding.

Image: Louisa Stokes / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

Friday Feedbag: A Different Sort of Porn


I mentioned to D.M. Grace yesterday that I needed a food post for today, and she linked me here: Food Porn Daily. OMG, it’s a foodie’s dream! I scrolled through the gallery thinking, “I want that, and that, and OH YES THAT!!” Cupcakes, mac and cheese, beef, pancakes, seafood—you name it; they have it. I think I gained 10 pounds just looking. Totally worth it. 🙂

Monday Music: Headin’ Down the Atlanta Highway

I spent my evening yesterday doing a photo shoot at various Atlanta-area locations. It makes me happy to spend time around my city. Every time, I’m reminding just why I love it so much. So, let’s have some (semi-)local artists today to celebrate, why don’t we? 🙂

Cover Art and Coming Soon!

My first novel, Sand & Water, is now coming soon at Dreamspinner Press! Release date is August 15. It’ll be available in both ebook and print.

The blurb:

Widower John McConnell gets along fine raising his daughter on Georgia’s Tybee Island, though he wouldn’t exactly say he’s happy. Haunted by the memory of his dead wife, John hasn’t considered dating again until he meets Bryan Simmons in the park. It isn’t long before John realizes that what he feels for Bryan could be something real, but how will he know he’s ready to move on?

As John soon discovers, Bryan carries some heavy emotional baggage of his own. With John’s help, Bryan starts to put his demons to rest, and together they lay the foundation for a relationship. It looks like they might finally leave their tragedies behind them—until John takes a misstep that could turn a magical night together into their last.

Reese Dante has done an absolutely gorgeous job on my cover art. Check it out:

That’s Bryan on the left and John on the right, just for the record. 🙂

I’m just a wee bit excited!!

Friday Feedbag: Smoked Egg Dip

I am a foodie. I don’t mean that I’m a food snob who only eats at restaurants where presentation trumps taste, or that I spend hours in the kitchen cooking everything from Mastering the Art of French Cooking. (Although I did rewatch the end of Julie and Julia last night.)

No, I just like food. I like comfort food, fancy food, junk food, unusual food, easy food, complicated food, pretty much anything. I have a few “hard limits” (let the zombies have the brains), and I have low tolerance for (spicy) heat, but for the most part, I’ll try anything once, and I’ll probably like it.

I come from a long line of excellent cooks. Not fancy chefs, but down-home, Southern cooks, women who cook three meals a day for much of their lives and men who live for backyard barbecues. I’m very much a seat-of-my-pants kind of cook, and that mostly works out very well. (I take after my dad in that regard, but he’s more likely to pull something completely out of left field and have it fail.) I can also follow a recipe when necessary, though, which means I’m actually a pretty good baker too.

I know this is a writing journal and not a food journal, but I write cooking into my stories pretty often. I like characters who cook! I have some recipes from stories that I’ll share in this space, but I thought I’d start with an old family favorite. I’ve never seen anything like it turn up anywhere else, and it is very, very good. Even if you don’t care for eggs, it’s worth trying, because there’s not much egg taste to it.

Smoked Egg Dip

12 hard-boiled eggs
1 tablespoon liquid hickory smoke flavoring
2 teaspoons Worcestershire sauce
4 drops Tabasco or other hot sauce (optional)
½ to ¾ cup mayonnaise
1 tablespoon yellow mustard
1 teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon pepper

Chop up the eggs (fairly coarsely); a potato masher works well. Add the other ingredients and mix well. Refrigerate (preferably overnight) and then stir before serving. Serve with raw vegetables, pita chips, toast rounds, or similar items for dipping.

Notes: This is probably enough for 25 people or so, but it’s a pretty easy recipe to double or halve. We normally serve with any or all of these: carrot sticks or baby carrots; celery sticks; turnip sticks (turnip root, peeled and cut up — my favorite); bell pepper, cut into chunks; broccoli; cauliflower; radishes; cherry tomatoes. A potato masher usually works well for chopping the eggs, but a fork works, too. You can add the mayo after everything else, a tablespoon or so at a time; it’s best to judge the exact amount by texture. You can also add more Tabasco or leave it out entirely if you like. I like a little more smoke flavoring but no Tabasco.

Do This, Not That

I see a lot of writerly advice links floating around, mainly via the Twittersphere. Never do this! they say. That doesn’t work! Do this instead! And a heck of a lot of the YOU MUST DO THIS advice is contradictory.

My advice? Read it, sure, but take all of it with a nice, big grain of salt. Spend your time and effort figuring out what works for you.

Every writer is different, and every story is different. What another author does may not fit your schedule or your style. A short story isn’t a novel. Plots and characters can run away from you. Nothing is 100% for anyone.

Unfortunately, there’s no blood test for this. No one’s going to be able to look you over and tell you what you should do. Sure, there are clues here and there—How organized are you? Are you a computerphile or a technophobe? What’s your home life like?—but what it comes down to is trial and error.

Experiment. Try writing early in the morning or late at night. Challenge yourself to write for a certain length of time or certain number of words. Write in your living room, in bed, outside, longhand. Listen to different types of music while you write, or try silence. Write out character bios or build the world of your story before you write the story itself. Outline, or write a detailed summary, or just start writing and see what happens.* Write in present tense or omniscient or whatever your characters want from you.

[*Okay, one specific piece of advice: pantsing generally works better for short stories than long!]

In conclusion: go on already! Quit reading this and get busy writing! Sheesh. 😉