Feline Friday

It has been a little while since we had a Feline Friday post, and since Magic the Cat, Queen of the Universe, was kind enough to pose this morning, I offer you this one to cheer up your day.

TGIF!

FREE Short Story Celebration

If you've been around at all for the last couple of days, you will have seen that I am having a pretty happy writer's week. This blog was featured as the "Website of the Week" over at the Writer's Digest site, which is a HUGE honor, and tickled me pink. (And a few other colors.) The blog also hit 30,000 views, which just blew me away. I finished up another great class over at my workshop loop, and started on the revisions to Seeds of Change, the current WIP.

Anyway, the point is, when I announced my happy dancing over the Website of the Week, I said I might celebrate with a gift for all the folks who read this blog. *blows kisses*

So I called the amazing Robin Wright, who is my website guru and mistress of all things eBook-ish, and she arranged for the new short story, WITCH UPON A STAR (which follows the events in the paranormal romance novel, WITCH EVER WAY YOU CAN) to be FREE for the next couple of days. Yes, I said FREE. For anyone. Just go to Amazon between midnight PST tonight and midnight PST Saturday night (basically, Fri & Sat) and you can have it for free. It's a gift from me to you, to thank you all for being so supportive and fantabulous!

THANKS! YOU ROCK!!!

Witch Upon a Star (A Star Stone Story) Available for free starting at midnight (Pacific time) tonight!

Celebrating 30K and Book Excerpt

I'm celebrating today. Not $30,000 (which would have been nice), but rather, hitting 30,000 page views on this blog. That's quite a number for a woman who lives in the wilds of upstate NY with five cats, and spends most of her time sitting in a red chair writing. Who knew all these folks even knew I existed? Or thought I had anything interesting to say?

I find it, shall we say, curious that I hit this milestone at exactly the same time I was featured as Website of the Week on the Writer's Digest site. (If you missed that announcement...and the accompanying happy dance...check out yesterday's post.) To me, this is like a big Message from the Universe. And not one of the bad ones, either. [Raise your hand, anyone who's gotten one of THOSE recently.]

On the contrary. I feel like I was just sent a very polite note, with a little gold star on the top, like I used to get at school. Yes, I'm old--and your point? The thing is, I'm pretty sure the note says something along these lines:

Dear Deborah,
You're on the right path. Keep doing what you're doing. Nice job.
Love, 
The Universe

One of the things about being a practicing Witch is that you learn to pay attention to these kinds of signs. And the more you pay attention, the more of them you see. And if you do, in fact, use these messages to guide you, it can really help you to figure out the direction you need to go. So I'm going to take this confluence of Good Stuff and use it to help me power through the revisions I'm working on.

As Jennifer Crusie likes to say: Nothing but good times ahead.

I promised yesterday that I would do something to celebrate the blog honor. And my author friend Nancy Holzner suggested that I post a snippet from the book I epubbed this year, WITCH EVER WAY YOU CAN. I thought that sounded like a great idea, so here it is. (Feel free to stop reading now and run away. It's okay.) 
 AND I'm arranging a special reward for those who come here and read, which I should be able to post in the next couple of days. I'm not saying what it is, but the word FREE may be strongly featured :-)

 

Chapter One

           

I blame the cat.

Yes, as a Witch and a psychic I might have been expected to foresee an impending disaster of this magnitude, but I challenge anyone to listen to her inner voice while simultaneously answering the phone and watching a three-month-old kitten systematically and adorably shred the last clean nightgown in the house.

Loki’s striped face peered through holes in what had been expensive Italian lace, a quizzical expression adorning his not-so-innocent face. That’s what I get for naming a cat after the Norse god of mischief. Although ignoring the laundry for weeks while rushing to meet a book deadline hadn’t helped either.

As I answered the insistent ringing I tried to grab what remained of the garment from the furry angel of destruction, but missed him as he sped down the hallway, trailing a foam of white cloth and lace in his wake. So you could say that I was probably not at my best when I answered the phone that night.

For everything that came afterward, I blame the cat.

            As I reached for the phone, I noticed the time on the clock sitting next to it—midnight on the dot. Under my breath, I added whoever had chosen to call me at this benighted hour to the imprecations I’d aimed at the cat.

            “Hello, this is Deirdre,” I said breathlessly, struggling to keep my voice as polite as I could. “Do you know what time it is?”

            “Not exactly,” answered an unfamiliar gruff voice. “Rather late, I suppose.”

            “It’s midnight,” I said. “And, yes, I’d consider that late.” I felt around with one hand on the nightstand for my glasses. “Who is this, anyway?” My heart slowed slightly from the stuttering gallop that always kicks in with the sound of a late-night call, and my brain switched gears from “oh, goddess, who’s dead?” to “whoever is calling me better have a damned good reason.”

            “I beg your pardon, Ms. Connelly,” the voice continued in formal tones, “I had not realized that the hour was so late. This is Stewart Tyler. I hope I did not awaken you.”

            I gave up trying to find my glasses and stared at the ceiling instead. Stewart Tyler, consistently fourth or fifth on the “10 richest men in the United States” list, successful entrepreneur, noted eccentric, often referred to as “the python of Wall Street” for his ability to hang on to a deal—on the other end of my phone line? Somehow I just didn’t see it.

            “I’m awake,” I said a little brusquely. Would anyone who called this late really expect perky and cheerful? “Who are you really, and how did you get this number?”

            The man cleared his throat. I had a sudden intuitive flash that whoever was on the other end of the phone was not used to being questioned.

“I do understand your irritation, Ms. Connelly, as well as your doubt. But I really am Stewart Tyler, and as you are still awake, I would appreciate it if you could give me a moment of your time. That is, if you are not on the verge of retiring for the evening.”

            I rolled my eyes. Who in Hades talked like that? Retiring for the evening? Seriously? I glared at the phone. “I am, actually. On the verge. And you still haven’t explained how you got this number. It’s unlisted,” I said evenly, “So that people I don’t know can’t call me up in the middle of the night.”

            “I have my sources.” There was a hint of amusement in the dry voice. Well, duh, Deirdre, I thought to myself. If my caller really was who he said he was, getting one Witch’s unlisted number was likely to be considerably less difficult than, say, making that third or fourth billion.

I glanced down at the phone. Blurry letters spelled out TYLER ENT, which I assumed was short for Tyler Enterprises. No doubt I would have noticed it myself, if I hadn’t been distracted by the late hour and the demented kitten. What do you know; apparently eccentric billionaires did call me. I shook my head in bewilderment. This night was just getting stranger and stranger.

“Still at work, Mr. Tyler?”

“Yes, I’m afraid I keep long hours. Hence the late night call. I apologize again. But I assure you, the matter is important, and quite urgent.”

I sighed. What the heck. Besides, now I was curious.

“So what exactly can I do for you, Mr. Tyler?” Wait for it… my inner voice said. I ignored it. The only problem with being a psychic is that you never know when to take that little voice in your head seriously. As it turned out, this would have been a good time. What can I say? Even without my glasses, I have 20/20 hindsight.

He cleared his throat again, sounding a bit self-conscious. “I saw you on The Morning Show last week.”

I stifled a snicker and wondered which was more ridiculous—the idea of me being on The Morning Show (my publisher made me do it, I swear, but the truth is it was a blast) or the concept of Stewart Tyler watching daytime television.

“And what did you think of the show?” I teased, still bemused by talking to the Stewart Tyler.

He ignored my flip comment and continued as if I hadn’t spoken, in what felt like habitual efficiency mixed with a dash of arrogance.

“I need you to do a spell for me.”

“Oh,” I said. And to myself: one of those. I prepared to say something soothing before I hung up. As the author of more than a dozen best-selling books on Witchcraft, having people ask me to work magic for them was an occupational hazard. Evidently, even the rich weren’t immune to believing that Witchcraft could somehow magically solve all their problems. Go figure.

“Here, in New York City,” he added. “Next Friday night.”

Oh, for the Goddess’s sake. This guy probably had more problems than any ten Witches could possibly solve, no matter how much money he had.  I might have felt more charitable if I hadn’t spent the better part of the morning dealing with a woman who swore she wanted a love spell to save her marriage, then turned out to have her eye on her daughter’s gym teacher instead. Sometimes it just didn’t pay to be nice.

“Look,” I said, knotting the edge of the comforter in one clenched fist, “I don’t know what it is you think I can do for you, but whatever it is, I assure you, I can’t. Or won’t. Whatever. I don’t do love spells. I don’t do curses on rival businessmen or predict which stocks will go up. Nothing like that. Just simple white magic, like spells for healing. Or prosperity, but clearly you don’t need me for that. I’m sorry, but whatever it is you want, you’ve got the wrong woman.”

I couldn’t believe I was getting ready to hang up on the fourth richest man in the country. Or fifth, whichever it was this week. “I think that you should seek non-magical solutions to whatever your problem is. Goodnight and good luck.”

“Wait!” the gruff voice shouted. “Just hear me out, please. There really are no non-magical alternatives for what I need, I assure you. And there is nothing untoward involved. No curses. But you really are the one I need, Ms. Connelly. There is no other who will do.”

I took a deep breath. One of the aspects of Witchcraft most folks didn’t understand was that with power came responsibility. I couldn’t turn away from someone who really needed me, no matter how inconvenient the hour. And while I thought it unlikely, I supposed it was just possible that Stewart Tyler did have a crisis that only I could solve. Sure.

"All right," I said, "I’m listening. This had better be good."

Silence. I could almost visualize the wheels turning as he tried to figure out the best way to get me to do what he wanted.

"Robert Daniel Addison," he said.

"Excuse me?” My heart skipped a beat. "Did you say ‘Robert Daniel Addison’?"

I could almost feel Stewart Tyler’s satisfied smile. I didn’t need to see him to know he was sure he’d captured my interest.

"Er, what makes you mention him?” I asked guardedly, feeling the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I’d had a thing for the actor for years, since his first television show had premiered. It was sort of an open secret—the women in my coven teased me about it periodically—but somehow I ended up spilling it on The Morning Show. Me and my big mouth.

“I gather you have an interest in Mr. Addison,” Tyler said smoothly, no hint of mockery marring his persuasive tones. “I can arrange for you to meet him for a private dinner, should you agree to come to New York at the end of the week to help me with this small task.” A short pause: the split second that comes between the fisherman realizing his fish is nibbling on the bait and the swift jerk that sets the hook. Or maybe, a cobra hypnotizing a mouse. “And, of course, I would be happy to compensate you monetarily as well. New York is only an hour or two by plane from where you are; I would be happy to send my private jet for you. ”

Shaking my head didn’t clear it. I considered smacking myself a couple of times with the phone just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming, but settled instead for asking the obvious—if somewhat surreal—question. “And what exactly would you expect of me in return for this, um, gift?”

"Your magical expertise," he said. "I realize this is an unorthodox request and your time is valuable, and I am willing to pay for both your time and your specialized knowledge. I would do the same for any other professional."

I took a minute to think. Some impish spirit leaned over my shoulder and whispered softly in my ear, “When are you going to get another chance to meet Robert Daniel Addison?” My inner voice countered with another loud, “Uh, oh,” but even to my strange internal senses it sounded like a pitifully subdued last-ditch attempt to stop me from leaping from a bridge as I was already poised over the edge.

“This spell you want me to do for you, it isn’t anything that could harm anyone?” There were limits, after all, to what I was willing to do, dream guy or no dream guy.

Tyler hastened to reassure me. “Not at all, Ms. Connelly.” His voice was as velvety as dark chocolate, now that he was getting his own way. “A small matter of solving a mystical puzzle, you might say. The work of an hour or less. I am certain it will seem quite insignificant to you, compared to the magical tasks you usually do.”

As I said yes, I think I heard the gods laughing at me.

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Great News! I'm the Writer's Digest Website of the Week!

*Happy dance*

Okay, I'm calm. Really I am. (No, no--I'm not.) I just got notified that this little blog o' mine was chosen to be the Writer's Digest website of the week! Now, if you are involved even the tiniest bit with the art and craft of writing, you are familiar with the Writer's Digest, the best magazine for writing advice, wisdom, and great interviews. (They also put out many fabulous books for authors and aspiring authors, quite a few of which I own.) In short--they're a writer's best friend.

So you can imagine how thrilled I was to get an email from the amazing Brian Klems (follow him on Twitter, he's very clever) telling me that they had chosen this blog for their Website of the Week. If you go to Writers Digest and look at the bottom right of the page, there I am! *Happy dance*

Wow--this really  makes me feel like I am doing something right! (Also, probably, something write.)

On top of this, the website is going to hit 30,000 views sometime in the next couple of days! Holy crap! I might just have to give something away to celebrate. What do people want? A signed witchcraft book? A free download of the paranormal romance? Or a surprise gift...

Thank you all so much for accompanying me on this amazing journey! And thank you, Brian--you made my damned day!  

Happy Anniversary Creativity Cauldron!

As many of you know, I started giving online writing classes four or five years ago, including my popular "Witchcraft for the Paranormal Author" and "Beyond Fangs: Creating New & Interesting Paranormal Characters" workshops. [That last one is going to be given starting April 9th at savvyauthors, in case you were wondering. Then probably not again for a couple of years.]

I've had a lot of fun doing it, so much so that I recently started my own workshop loop for witchcraft and writing classes (thanks to the urging and help of author pal Heather Long).

One of the best things to come out of giving these classes was The Creativity Cauldron loop. There is, apparently, something about the tone and atmosphere of my classes that makes people want to stay in touch with both me and each other, long after the classes are over. I'm not taking any credit for this--I think I'm just remarkably lucky and attract a lovely bunch of folks.

But after saying being asked repeatedly to make a permanent place for those who have taken my classes to gather, I finally gave in and started The Creativity Cauldron (with the help of the fabulous Holly Atkinson...in case you hadn't figured it out, the technical side of these things is NOT my area of expertise!). The Cauldron is primary aimed at authors (aspiring and published) of writing that is in some way paranormal in nature. But we have welcomed in anyone who has taken any of my classes, and a few friends as well.

The Creativity Cauldron has grown into a warm and welcoming place, full of fun and fabulous people who share their ideas, support each other, and generally encourage and cheerlead for anyone who needs it. And today, it is two years old.

Happy anniversary, CC!

And if the Cauldron sounds like a place you want to be, you are welcome to join us. There is a place to sign up on my website Deborah's Website

NEW Short Story WITCH UPON A STAR

Witch Upon a Star is a short story that follows the events in my paranormal romance novel, WITCH EVER WHEN YOU CAN. For those of you who read the book and asked "what happens next?" here is the answer! (Or at least part of it.)

And the good news? It is only $.99 -- FREE if you have Amazon Prime! Whoo hoo!

Here's a brief description of the story:

What could be worse than having your sexy actor boyfriend phone to cancel your long-awaited weekend together? Having to call on the mystical power you swore you’d never use again and praying to the goddess that it will help him save a mysteriously failing wetlands.

Deirdre would do anything for Rob. And she’d do anything for Mother Nature, since she’s a Wiccan. But maybe they’re both asking more than she can give. Unfortunately, there’s only one way to find out.

The story of the Star Stone continues…

If you weren't sure if you wanted to fork out a whole $2.99 for the novel, for less than a buck you can check out the short story and see if you want to read more...

I'd really love to have a GREAT first week with this book (believe it or not, these things matter with Amazon ratings and such), so PRETTY PLEASE spread the word to all your friends. Where else can you get something so cool for less that a dollar?

Hey--why are you still here reading this when you could be reading the short story? Follow the link below to check it out. And thanks as always for your support.

Witch Upon a Star on Amazon

And here is the novel, if you read the short story and can't wait to see how Deirdre's and Rob's adventures began...

WITCH EVER WAY YOU CAN on Amazon

Happy reading :-)

Quarterly Newsletter and Other Reminders

Just a couple of quick reminders:

My next newsletter will be coming out this week. (In theory, I time them around the solstices and equinoxes, but some of when they actually appear depends on the crazy schedule of my fabulous webmistress/newsletter wrangler, Robin. And since she has two toddlers, a husband, and runs a day care out of her home...well, you get the picture.) Anyway, you still have time to go to my website and sign up to be on the newsletter email list, if you want to get a copy in your inbox. Just go to Deborah's Website and scroll to the bottom of the page. There is a simple form to fill out and you will be sent an invite.

There are only FOUR DAYS left to register for my next online witchcraft class, WITCHCRAFT 102. Quick! run like a bunny... http://witchywritingwithdeborahblake.blogspot.com/

And if you'd rather read about witches than be one (or both!) don't forget to check out my paranormal romance, WITCH EVER WAY YOU CAN The Book

This completes our annoying reminders for the day. You may now return to your regularly scheduled programming...

Thanks for stopping by!

Deborah

Magic in the Music: Lunasa

I went out last Friday to see an Irish band called Lunasa. They are on tour in the USA and happened to come to my little town between bigger venues. And we were damned lucky to get them. THEY ROCKED.

Those of you who have been here more than two or three times may have picked up on the fact that I spend most of my "free" time writing. I believe the term obsessive may have been bandied about. But it is true that, other than gatherings with Blue Moon Circle or the occasional movie with a friend, I rarely go out in the evenings. I'd rather be writing. (Also, my budget is somewhat restricted.)

But something about this group intrigued me enough to break my usual patterns and bestir myself to fork out $20, pull on my new  The Boots, and put on actual make-up. My pal Ellie (who runs The Artisans' Guild with me) and I joined a small but enthusiastic crowd to listen to this acoustic five-man band.

The band's name, Lunasa, is taken from a Celtic holiday (celebrated by Pagans like me) named for the sun god, Lugh. And I'm telling you, these guys shone like the sun; their joy for playing and their truly stunning musical skill made the night...well...magical.

If these folks come to a town anywhere near you on their tour, GO SEE THEM. You won't be sorry. And if not, go to their website and buy a CD. This music is the best remedy for the blues I've found in a long time...I dare you not to tap your toes!

http://www.lunasa.ie/

John Carter with John Carter

No, you're not seeing double...exactly.

I went to the movies tonight, to see John Carter. With my old friend, John Carter. LOL

And actually, the movie wasn't bad, although the company was better. (Yes, he really is as crazy as he looks. I said he was a friend of mine, didn't I?)

The story of a girl...: Interview with Author and Wiccan High Priestess De...

Here is an interview with me that a blogger did this weekend. Go check it out and leave a comment if you feel like it. Y'know, so I don't look like I am a friendless loser :-)

The story of a girl...: Interview with Author and Wiccan High Priestess De...: You can follow Deborah's blog ( here ) Deborah Blake is the award-winning author of Circle, Coven and Grove: A Year of Magicka...

We Have a Winner!

Mary Barrett!

YAYAYAYAYAYAY!

Mary wins a free class given on the online workshop loop any time in the coming year (including Heather's wonderful "Archetypes" class.

Thanks to everyone who signed up early so they could take part in the contest. Don't you worry...there'll be more in the future.

See y'all in class!

Only 2 Days Left to Win a FREE CLASS!

In case any of you missed the announcement earlier on my blog, I'm giving away a free (future)class to one lucky person who registers BY MARCH 15 for the March "Witchcraft 102" class I'm giving on my new workshop loop.

http://witchywritingwithdeborahblake.blogspot.com/

I will pick a name from those who have registered by the deadline, and that person will get to take one of the classes offered later in the year FOR FREE. That includes both the witchcraft classes (which are good for those writing paranormals, as well as those who follow or are interested in that particular path), and the one or two writing classes that will be offered. (Which will probably be a bit longer, and a bit more expensive. Which makes FREE even better!)

So QUICK, go run and register! You only have until midnight on the 15th to be included in the contest. (Although, of course, you can still sign up to take the class anytime until we close registration on the 25th.) Hope to see you there!

A Witch's Dozen, Finished!

You may have seen in my last post that I got the cover to my upcoming 6th book from Llewellyn, Everyday Witch Book of Rituals. [Pause for happy dance. Ahem. Okay, I'm good now.]

Last night, I finished the revisions to its little companion, A Witch's Dozen. You see, a funny thing happened on the way to the 6th book... Some of you might have seen me mention this before. The Ritual book turned out to be too long, so I had to cut the last 12 rituals. But thankfully, my fabu editor Elysia Gallo and I were able to put our heads together and come up with a clever idea for a way to still use them.

A Witch's Dozen (those 12 rituals, plus one "fill in the blank" ritual that can be adapted however you need it) is coming out a little bit before the main Ritual book, as a mini-ebook. Elysia tells me it will be available in September (the Ritual book will be in the Llewellyn warehouse then too, but if you order it from Amazon or anywhere else, they won't have it until October). We're not sure what it is going to cost yet (the marketing folks make those decisions), but we know it will be inexpensive and accessible. I'll put up an update when I know more.

I had so much fun working on this little ebook, I can't tell you! Which just goes to prove that sometimes when things don't go the way you expect them to, they work out EVEN BETTER.

*Bounce bounce bounce*

I can't wait to share this with you. It is going to be so much fun....

New Cover! I've Got a New Cover!

There are a few really stellar days in an author's life: the days when you sell a book, finish the first draft, finish the edits (whew!), and of course, the day the book is released. But one of my--and many other authors'--favorite days is NEW COVER DAY!

That's the day when you finally get to share the cover of your upcoming book with all your fans and friends. Well, guess what today is??????

I just got the okay from my lovely editor, Elysia Gallo at Llewellyn, to share the cover of my upcoming book, Everyday Witch Book of Rituals, coming out in October. The cover isn't even up on Amazon yet, although the book IS available for preorder at a spiffy sales price. [Everyday Witch Book of Rituals]

So, with no further ado, HERE IT IS! Tell me, what do you think? Isn't it magickal?

Win a Free Witchcraft or Writing Class! WITCHCRAFT 102

As most of you know, I started a new endeavor this year, with the help of author pal Heather Long. (She has a new book out this week--go check it out! No, really. I'll wait. Brave are the Lonely )

You're back? Wow--that was fast!

Anyway, I've been giving classes on a new workshop loop, which can be found here:http://witchywritingwithdeborahblake.blogspot.com/

The classes are primarily about Witchcraft, and aimed at those interested in finding out more about the practice & spirituality of the Witch, whether for their own personal needs or because they are writers with witchy characters. So far we've given the first two: "Intro to Witchcraft Basics" and "Spells & Spellcasting" -- and I couldn't be more pleased with the way the classes have been going. Lots of fabulous students and amazing amounts of participation and enthusiasm. *glows*

The next class up is Witchcraft 102, and runs March 26-28. Like most of the classes on the loop, it costs $15. Registration is open, and the class is already starting to fill up. (Yay!) Heather will be teaching a really cool "Witch Archetypes" class in April, and then there will be other classes later in the year, including some that focus more on writing than witchcraft.

I'm so excited about how well this is going, I've decided to GIVE AWAY A CLASS TO ONE LUCKY WINNER. Anyone who registers for this month's class by MARCH 15th will be entered to win a free place in any other class I give this year. That includes the 1 or 2 that will be longer, and therefore more expensive. (And if you've already registered, don't worry--you'll be entered automatically.) 

"But what if I can't/don't want to take the March class, Deborah?"
No problem. Post about the class and this contest in any two places online: Facebook, Twitter, your own blog, whatever, then come back here and leave a link to show me you've done it. You'll be entered too. Easy peasy. Good luck to all who enter!

Here's what we'll be covering in the March 102 class:

Class Outline

Day One: Finding the Path

Which Wicca? A discussion of some different traditions and types of Wicca/Witchcraft

 Making a personal connection with Deity—A discussion of Goddess and God

Choosing the path that’s right for you—Some things to try

Day Two: Walking the Path

Focus, Intent & Belief—the three pillars of practice

Ground & Center—when to do it, how to do it

Visualization—why it’s important, how to do it

Creating a daily practice—Some things to try

Day Three: Expanding the Path

Creating a daily practice

Practicing with others—ritual etiquette

Expanding your awareness through ritual, meditation, and more—Some things to try

Crazy Cat Lady

I know that I'm always saying I have five cats (like a sensible person would even admit to such a thing), but posting pictures of one or two. That's in part because they are rarely all in the same room together--which makes it seem like I really only have one or two...which is mostly a good thing. Also, there's the fact that Mystic tries to kill Samhain if he sees her.

But this morning, we had a rare moment of detente, in celebration of the sunlight and a warmer day (last 2 days--20's, today 60...upstate NY, OY), and I actually got the first picture EVER of all five together. Here ya go, proof that I am, in fact, a crazy cat lady.

That's giant Mystic and his smaller look-alike mom Minerva in front, skittish Angus in the middle, Magic the Cat hogging an entire patch of sun, and little Samhain trying to be unobtrusive in the background...

Also, you should know that this moment lasted about three minutes... then everyone returned to their separate corners, as usual.

Done!

Two of my favorite words in the English language are "chocolate" and "wine."

But I'm also really fond of THE END.

There is nothing like the feeling you get, as an author, when you type those two words at the end of the first draft of a novel. After months of hard work (and much pounding of head on desk, and sometimes some cursing, and almost always at least one point at which you swear you're giving it all up and becoming a spot welder) you have finally crossed the finish line.

DONE.

Of course, if you're an author, you know you're not really done. There are still edits and revisions, and critique partners to read it and send you suggestions for more edits and revisions, and in my case an agent to sent it to. Who will also give me suggestions for edits and revisions.

So, not done.

But still...

I just finished the first draft of Seeds of Change, my sixth novel, (which makes it my twelfth finished book, if you count my nonfiction--and you'd better believe I do). That's something to celebrate. I was aiming at 90,000 words (as you will know if you have been watching the word count meter) and ended up with 90,553. Of course, after all those edits and revisions...who knows.

Still, for right now, it's DONE.

*does happy dance*

My Saturday at the Library with Sophie and Nat (And Robin)

 I have a great family that I am related to by blood (waves at parents and sisters). I also have my "adopted" family: pal Robin and hubby George, and my goddess-children, Sophia and Nat.

To say that we are close would be an understatement. I officiated at Robin and George's wedding, and was present at the birth of both children. When the kids were younger, I would go to their house after work a couple times a week to see them and hang out talking writing, spirituality, and everything else under the sun with Robin.

A couple of years ago, they moved about 45 minutes away, to be closer to George's then job. It was a great move for them, but we don't get to see each other nearly as often as we used to. I miss them. Which is why it was such a great treat to spend an hour and a half hanging out together yesterday, after Robin and the kids came into town for a workshop.

We knew the kids would be tired and wired after a long morning, so we decided to meet at the library, where Robin and I could talk while the kids read and played. Also, Robin used to work there, so she could see her old pals. And, well, there were BOOKS.

As you can see from the pictures, we had a great time. Library + wonderful kids + Robin + Aunt Debbie = a Great Day. I hope we can do it again soon.