I was looking through some photos and these two made me laugh. You have no idea how difficult it is to organize one puppy and one husband to look at the camera at the same time!
Do you manage to wrangle for pets and family to sit for photos, or do you end up with photos like mine?
Do you manage to wrangle for pets and family to sit for photos, or do you end up with photos like mine?
I was out for most of the day, and I arrived home with my spiffy-looking hair to find Bella waiting at the door for me to let her inside. That’s not unusual, but what was out-of-the-ordinary was the body lying beside her.
Now, I know Bella gets a little irked at the birds taking baths in her water bowl. She chases them away if she sees them splashing in her bowl, but did she catch this bird and swiftly dispatch it?
Shelley, the detective, did some detecting…
1. There were no feathers littering the scene of the crime. They were all still on the bird.
2. Bella hadn’t tried to snack on the body. It was fully intact.
3. When Mr Munro removed the body there was blood pooled beneath the body. Shelley refused to touch it!
Detective Shelley concluded that this is not the face of a murderer and the bird killed itself by flying into the window.
Ah, the relief. We’re not harboring a felon.
The theme for this week is A Sexy Morning. Don’t you just love it when you see characters have a snuggle down day that starts with an awesome morning? Or how about making love at dawn on a planet far away? Or watching the morning sky together for the very first time as the sun tops the ridge? This is a theme about that special time of the day where only lovers go. Do they wake up next to each other and wonder how they got there? Or are they all over one another?
I’m a bit of a rebel, which is probably not a surprise to my husband. My excerpt comes from Captured & Seduced, the first book in my House of the Cat series. Camryn, my heroine, is fighting a losing battle trying to keep Ry at arm’s length, and she wakes up with a hangover and Ry. But that’s not the bad part…
The others started to stir. Camryn grabbed her clothes and turned her back on him to dress. Ry watched her the entire time. She felt it, fingers clumsy in her self-consciousness. The spot he’d touched on her shoulder itched beneath her tunic.
Rustling clothes behind her indicated Ry was dressing. The instinct to turn and watch almost got the better of her. Almost.
“Ah, you’re awake,” Mogens said, coming from inside the tender. Camryn noted his clear disapproval before he lifted his head to scan the angry green clouds low on the horizon. His face darkened rapidly. “Bad tidings in the clouds.”
Camryn fidgeted, her shoulder itchy and irritable beneath her clothes, the sullen trot-trot-trot in her head adding to her misery.
Tsking, Mogens studied her instead. “What is wrong with you, child? Have you been bitten by an insect?”
“Um no.” A weird sort of insect to leave tattoos while a person slept.
“Let me see,” Mogens said. “The last thing we need is for our trainer to become ill.”
“Show Mogens.” Ry’s soft voice came from behind. It wasn’t a request.
Camryn turned her back and allowed Mogens to lift her shirt. Chill bumps chased across her skin, blown by the cool morning breeze.
A hiss escaped the seer. “Ry, I told you to leave her alone. Too late now.” His eyes rolled back in his head and his high-pitched voice danced up and down in a singsong pattern. “The ghost walks beside you still. He has not left and will not leave while you need him. Bad day. Bad tidings.”
A shapeshifter and a wizard slugging it out, an alien world and a hell-horse…
Jockey Camryn O’Sullivan is an alcoholic on a downward spiral after the death of her husband. When aliens kidnap her, she’s both terrified and reluctantly fascinated by Ryman Coppersmith. She’s positive the weird attraction to her abductor is an anomaly. Something to ignore. She’ll train the aliens’ horse and they’ll return her home. Simple. There’s no need for sex or a stubborn male kitty-cat to replace the precious memories of her husband.
Murder. Betrayal. Banishment.
Feline shapeshifter Ry has experienced treachery of the worst kind. When his foster brother—the man who betrayed him—proposes a wager on a hell-horse race, the lure to clear his name is irresistible.
Camryn’s arrival triggers a jump in his already overactive sex drive. It’s a struggle to keep his hands off his beautiful captive. Something in his mysterious feline background compels him to chase her and the passion firing between them soars out of control. Ry doesn’t understand the mechanics of their attraction but knows he can’t afford to lose Camryn…despite his promise to return her home.
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This year marks the hundredth anniversary of World War 1.
Earlier this year, Mr Munro and I visited Flander’s Fields in Belgium. It was a sobering and emotional experience seeing Tyne Cot, the Commonwealth war cemetery, and also the Menin Gate Memorial. There are so many unmarked graves at Tyne Cot—all from Commonwealth countries. The Menin Gate memorial commemorates 55,000 men who died and do not have graves. So many names, many of them very young. Just heart-breaking.
Tyne Cot Cemetery, Belgium
A few of the many headstones. Some have names while others show the country with the name unknown.
The cemetery is beautifully kept.
This is the Menin Gate memorial. The Last Post is played here every night and our guide said the crowds get bigger every year.
Menin Gate again.
This is a shot of the interior of the gate and some of the 55000 names engraved into the walls.
Tonight we watched a new TV series called ANZAC Girls. It’s set during the time of the Gallipoli campaign. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to watch it, because I knew it would pull at the heartstrings. The series focuses on the nurses who traveled from Australia and New Zealand and who worked on hospital ships off Gallipoli or in Cairo. The show is based on fact and is fairly graphic and real when it comes to the medical scenes. I thought the first show was good and time will tell if I can make it through the entire series.
A new member of the House of the Cat series!
A pretty cover for a re-issue (Resisting Tamaki).
Here’s the blurb:
Resistance is futile.
Cimmaron Zhaan refuses to follow the traditional path of a Dlog woman. Instead she dreams of traveling through space and flying spaceships for the Coalition. Years of hard work bring her goal within grasp, until her superior seeks sexual favors and leaves her stranded on the isolated planet of Marchant.
Enter sexy club manager Tamaki Grierson. Cimmaron’s not looking for a mate, but there’s no denying that sparks fly between them. Desperate to leave Marchant, all she wants is to keep her head down and work—no romance for her.
But there’s something strange about the club and curiosity leads Cimmaron into trouble. Before she knows it, she’s naked with Tamaki and his best friend. Kisses. Heated embraces and torrid sex. Their loving is breathtaking. Her resistance is at low ebb, her heart and mind battling her overwhelming attraction for Tamaki. If she isn’t careful, her Dlog hormones will tie her to him for life and her struggle to fly spaceships will be for naught.
I’m doing the final tweaks at present, and this book should be live at online retailers in the next couple of days.
Do you like the new cover?
Let me tell you a story…
A few years ago, hubby and I went on a cruise around Hawaii for our twenty-fifth anniversary. We had a ball, and Hawaii remains one of our favorite destinations. On our actual anniversary we had dinner at an Italian restaurant on board the ship. The meal was delicious, the service excellent and the wine (New Zealand) very nice. I left the table for a short time, and when I returned, I sat down and had a sip of wine.
Hubby said, in a big rush, “You’d better check your glass.”
While I was away from the table he’d put a ring in my glass. Luckily, I’d taken a sip rather than a gulp and hadn’t swallowed the ring, but it was a story he delighted in telling everyone—the tale of how I almost swallowed my anniversary gift.
Fast forward to yesterday, which was my birthday in New Zealand. Hubby worked late, and when he arrived home, he chucked a single truffle at me. I set it aside, intending to eat it later.
About ten minutes later, he said, “Have you eaten your chocolate?”
“No,” I said. “I’ll eat it later.”
Hubby went off to have a shower, and the siren waft of chocolate got to me. I ate my truffle and fired the wrapping into the bin.
About half an hour later, hubby said, “Have you eaten your chocolate?”
“Yes,” I said. “It was delicious.”
“Did you find anything else?” he asked.
“No,” I said.
“#%*&, I hope you haven’t swallowed it,” he said.
I narrowed my stare on him. “What are you talking about?” And I’m thinking, surely he learned from the last time!
“Where did you put the wrapping?”
“Um,” I said, trying to think what I’d done with the wrapping. “I think I put it in the bin.”
“You’d better check the bin.”
My stare went even narrower. “You’re joking.”
“You’d better check the bin,” hubby said.
I started going through the bin. I found the wrapping and checked it. “Nothing,” I said.
“You’d better look again,” hubby said.
I finally found a bit of black tissue paper and when I smoothed it out, I found a charm for my Pandora bracelet.
“Just as well I didn’t poke the charm into the chocolate. I thought about it,” hubby said.
“Didn’t you learn anything from last time?” I asked. I’m thinking that one day I’m going to swallow my gift. I need to be more alert!
Anyhow, I now own a cute silver heart charm with love spelled out on it in different languages. Happy birthday to me.
I’m visiting Anna at Herding Cats & Burning Soup today as part of her Authors for the Holidays 2014 celebration.
I hope you’ll visit, enter the Grand Prize giveaway and also check out the posts from the authors who have visited so far this month. Follow this link to find my post at Herding Cats & Burning Soup!
Welcome to the Christmas Wonder blog hop, sponsored by Herding Cats & Burning Soup. Celebrate the Wonder of the Season! Visit all of the blogs (links below) to see what they love most about the season and which books have made their Christmas wish lists! There’s a giveaway at each stop so be sure to visit them all!
Hi! Shelley, here. This year hubby and I are running away for Christmas. We’re jumping on a cruise ship in Auckland and cruising around New Zealand and over to Australia.