Today I’m making my debut appearance on the Samhain Publishing blog. Come visit me and tell me all about your first time :)

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Weekly fortune (from lunch with gramms). I kid you not, this was my fortune: You will need to buy new clothes for a special occasion.

The fortune cookie Gods TOTALLY know I’m leaving for Dallas a week from Monday!!!!!!

All right! I’ve been double tagged by Christina and Misty. Here’s round I’ve-lost-count of 8 things about me!

1. I can site read music and play the piano okay.

2. I dance at the gym while waiting to alternate machines with my friend. It humiliates her. But she makes noises that belong in the bedroom when she lifts weights, so we’re even.

3. I’m afraid of heights. Get me up high, or on a bridge, or cliff and it debilitates me.

4. I love the water. Swimming, rowing, boating, walking on a beach. Anything in the water. I’m technically an Aries, but I’m right on the cusp of Pisces (one day!) so I know I have fish tendencies.

5. I was the top seller of girl scout cookies when I was a kid. 720 boxes of cookies that year. I did it to win the cool prize (a trip to Canada!) They forgot to mention they cancelled the prize that year though and I got a certificate or something. Shelli was not pleased.

6. I love fried food. It’s so terrible for me, but I love it. But really, fried cheese and veggies. I’m not big on meat.

7. I once sang in a Seattle Operetta

8. I’ll be blogging over at Samhain Publishing tomorrow about ‘your first time’ ;)

Oh yes. And I tag 8 people who want to do this.

It wasn’t like people didn’t warn me. They did. But still, I thought I was different. I swore it wouldn’t happen to me. That I could handle it. But I’m here to say that I can’t. I’m here to say that I think I’m addicted to coffee. That’s right… I need my daily Americano from Starbucks (in a pinch alternate roaster will do.)

I think it really became clear today. I hadn’t had coffee since Sunday–since really, I always figured if I have one I have one, if I don’t I don’t. But the past few days I’ve had this slight headache. Something that no amount of Tylenol would get rid of. And then not one, but three people told me I was withdrawing from caffeine. Really? I didn’t buy it. But now, as I drink an emergency six shot (yes I said six) Americano, my headache is oh so slowly fading. When did this all start?

Believe it of not, I used to hate coffee. Never could stand the stuff. If we went to Starbucks, I’d get hot chocolate or tea. Then a coffee shop opened right next to the place I worked, and I was working the day shift, so I decided to try an iced Americano. It’s a bit harsh, and really hits you hard… but after a few times, you get hooked. You get the whoa and then the hit me again Ike feeling.

Maybe it’s because I’m in the city where Starbucks was born, but I’ve developed a fascination with coffee. So much so, that when I decided to get serious about my writing, I decided to write a book where the heroine owns a coffee shop. To research this book I took two classes.

The first class was: How to open your own espresso business. They asked everyone why they wanted to open an espresso shop/stand. And I said I didn’t, I was just writing a book and my herione needed to know how. It garnered a few interesting looks. The second class I took, since this book was going to be on the hot side, was: Strippercize. Most of the women were sexy, young women with fabulous bodies, just out to spice up their love life. And then there was me. A single mom, still trying to lose the baby weight, bumping and grinding against a door frame all in the name of research.

In the end though, both of these classes significantly added to my book. Added an air of authenticity I would hope. I sold that book (Dangerous Grounds) in March to Samhain Publishing.
The classes weren’t expensive, they were those extended education things (you know, brief classes for about $50). I’ve looked at some of these classes and thought I could take the class, learn a bit about ____ and base my next book around it.

How about you? Has anyone ever taken a class on something to research a book or WIP? Or am I the only crazy, dive right into the class chick. Anyway, back to my coffee and writing.

I’m blogging at Naughty and Spice today. What don’t I believe in? Come find out and tell me what side of the fence you sit on.

http://www.naughty-and-spice.com/

You know what I discovered, which was a bit of a DOH! moment? The flat rate box ($8.95?) at the post office. The one that you can fit an entire manuscript in and send for way less than you would by sending it normally. So if you haven’t discoverd the box yet, doooo eet. It’s fabulous!

So two weeks from Monday I fly out to Dallas. Did you hear that? That was the sound of me screaming like a banshee. I can’t wait. I started packing, oh, um, a week ago. Plus we get to find out who won the Passionate Plume and Stroke of Midnight contests at the PI luncheon. (I finalled in Stroke of Midnight with my erotic sci fi romance The Captured Rose.)

Over at Naughty and Spice, we are starting a guest blogger Friday which we’ll have twice a month. Today we have Rachelle Chase who recently had her book Sex Lounge released from Kensington Aphrodisia. Come talk with her about how she needs a man… Talk with Rachelle.

So on Wednesdays I grammasit, and we usually go out to eat at an Asian buffet. And so I’ve decided (since I’m going to be routine about blogging on Wednesdays) that I’ll post my fortune cookie fortune and talk about it. So…

Today’s fortune cookie fortune: You have a natural grace and great consideration for others.

Okay, I’m agreeable with the great consideration for others part. Cause really I do. I’m the type of person who puts others first. Sometimes so much so that I used to be kind of a doormat type person. But the whole natural grace part? Not even. You’re talking about the girl who spilled her virgin daiquiri on her dress at Prom. Grace is one thing I’ll never have, and never claim to. Now if the fortune had said You are accident prone and have great consideration for others. That would have been perfect!

So on a squeal note. I got my new cover for the book I just sold to Cobblestone Press! Emma Petersen did it.
Old Centuron should have been a forgotten colony, but when Sarina arrives to do research, she confronts the brutal reality of how wrong she was. Now prisoner to a man who is both wolf and human, she faces a shocking truth and an undeniable passion.

As leader of the Wolfan, Caden knows they must defend themselves when humans return to the planet and threaten a century of peace. With Sarina as his prisoner, he’s confused by his strong desire for her.

Their only certainty is nothing will ever be the same.

Okay, so I’m going to be a writing fiend the next 2 1/2 weeks. Deanna Lee threw the gauntlet down for me (she knows I work better when I’m given a deadline) I told her my goal word count/page count before I left for my agent appointment. And she upped it by 50 pages. I often underestimate my own ability to write a lot. You’ve just got to be focused. But then I wrote the 80k erotic sci fi in two months. Sometimes it just flows.
I can’t believe it’s only 2 1/2 until I leave!!! I’m just so giddy and excited. Has everyone else gone on a shopping blitz? I swear. Me and Ebay are connected at the hip. (And by the way, the red formal is too big, so I’ve re-listed it and am on the hunt again!)

Today I’m blogging about The End of the Innocence at Naughty and Spice. Come tell me when you lost yours, or if you haven’t yet!

It’s not what you’re thinking. Well, sort of. Okay no.

(Auntie Nina, do not click the link in case you’re reading!)

So I’ve been virtually flogged. Well, sort of. Kristen from Divas has scolded us folks on the blogosphere who have become, cough, slackers. And I dutifully raised my hand and confessed to being one of those such people. And so here I am, with my promise to blog at least twice a week here, and then my one day a week at Naughty and Spice. Which, I must confess, is where the party is and thus why I’ve been absent here!

So let’s play catch up. What’s new with Shelli (ha, that’s the title of my newsletter too!) Really, what’s new with Shelli equates to ‘What’s new with Shelli’s kid’ which is pretty much what my life involves. Well, and writing. Let’s see. I went away for a few days (parents cabin) with the kid and my friend Patricia, who is also my work out buddy. We vegged out, walked on the beach, shopped, ate bad. I got a lot of writing/plotting done.

Now I must share a moment that was very difficult for me. We were browsing a senior run thrift shop, and the kid found a Care Bear key chain. It was only a dollar, and I intended to buy it for her. Then her behavior got a little bad (she is three) and I told her she needed to improve her behavior and say sorry if she wanted it. To which she replied–to my stunned amazement and the old ladies working–“No, mommy, you say sorry.”

Now I’m a sucker. I’ll say this right away. I figure it’s a dollar, why shouldn’t I buy it for her if it makes her happy. Yes I realize this is BAD MOMMY worthy. But truly, it goes back to the my kid doesn’t have a dad so I’ll replace him with toys mentality. Equally screwed up, and I’m working on it. I promise! So when I told her she couldn’t have the Care Bear, she started to cry. And I almost bent. The old push over mommy would have bent. But this time, and because I had three old ladies watching my every move, I held my ground. No Care Bear key chain. I carried her out of there screaming. And all three of the old ladies told my friend to tell me I was a good mom! And now I know the truth. I have the power to say no and the kid won’t drop dead. Not to mention she forgot about the Care Bear two minutes into the car ride.

So what is new on the writing front. Well, I just cancelled my editor appointment at Nationals. The main reason is the book I was pitching just doesn’t fit the publisher as well as I’d originally thought. I still have an agent appointment, so I’m focusing my attention on the book for that one. The book is half done and could be fully done, if not at least 75% by the time I leave for Nationals. I’m really exploring my light, fun voice on this one. This is the book that finaled in the Best First Line contest in Romance Divas!

My cousin is town and I haven’t seen him in 15 years. So I’ll be heading out of town again this weekend and hanging out with the family. So if you look for me in the chat Friday night at Cobblestone, alas I shall not be there. But congrats to the new releases.

Anyway, I’ll try and blog hop tonight!

Hey all! I’m out of town for a couple of days (doing some writing!) But please visit me for my blog post at Naughty and Spice , where I am disclaiming the disclaimer!

It’s me. Shelli. I’m tired of the bad apples of Hollywood, running around like bimbos on crack (oh wait, they probably are), and who also happen to be the role models of a ton of girls under the age of 18. Stop the insanity!

“I am ready to face the consequences of violating probation…. Although I am scared, I am ready to begin my jail sentence.”

*cough* Bull shit! I almost feel sorry for her.

Paris Hilton was just ordered back to jail in Lynwood. Hilton left the courtoom in tears, screaming, “Mom, Mom, Mom.”One witness described the scene as being being “physically dragged” out of the courtroom by a female deputy.

“Till this day I don’t think that it was alcohol or depression. I was like a bad kid running around with ADD [attention deficit disorder].”

Oh. Really? Go get some Visine and then put on a bra. Starbucks has coffee ready to wake your ass up before you go home to change your kid’s diaper. What? You’ve never changed a diaper?

“I’ll f*ck Jude Law tomorrow.”

Run, Jude, run for the hills! And not the Hollywood ones.

And what the hell is Lindsay doing? Auditioning for a slasher/porn film? And don’t even get me started on that chick from Entertainment Tonight. Come on people.




You know…I used to tease my tweenage niece about how she idolizes Hilary Duff. She hates all the above ladies. And now I have to say…Good call, kid! Hilary comes out looking like Snow White.