I’m over at The Novelty Girls today talking about the dark side of writing: edits and revisions. Eeks!
Archive for April, 2009
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You Are 32% Goth |
![]() Goth? No. Definitely not. You hardly even wear black clothing. And to be honest, dark, brooding goth types freak you out a little. To the extent that you have any goth interests, it’s only because some goth stuff has become mainstream. There’s no chance anyone’s going to find you in a graveyard after dark, that’s for sure! |
I just found out that my novella, In Ice from SEXY BEAST V, finalled in the NRCA contest. Yay!

So, I’m back in the saddle but still have some fun New Orleans videos for you.
First, me wandering around the French Quarter. *warning: me with no make up!*
And more me wandering and babbling about the balconies and pretty ferns. I think I must have been dehydrated at this point because I sound whacked out.
Then the nightlife on Bourbon Street and safety precautions for hanging on to your virtue as noted by Angela Toscano. *warning: not safe for work*

I’m totally stoked to announce that my naughty pirate time travel, Treasured, is a finalist in the Passionate Plume contest!
Congrats and good luck to all the finalist (listed here)!

This week is the week of Anne Cain over on the Smutketeers. We’ll be talking covers, interviews, and giving away pretty signed cover goodness. Stop by!
Plus, stop by and comment today and have a chance to win one of my books that Anne’s done the cover for!
Over at The Novelty Girls today talking about writer coping mechanisms when life and health and whatever gets in the way of the page count.
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Your 1950s Name is: Lois Naomi |
![]() What’s buzzin, cuzzin? |
After surviving, just barely, the fun and games of presenting, I’m rewarding myself with more outings.
First, the coffee and beignets at Cafe Du Monde. I’m not a coffee drinker, but I love the smell, so it’s awesome when the people with me order it.


Then I’m dragging friends with me for a haunted New Orleans tour that includes the big cemetaries. Call me creepy, but I love cemetaries. The Mad Madam M does, too, so it’s not just me.




















