Monday, October 27, 2014

In Which All Hell Breaks Loose

As you could probably infer from the title of today's post, I am a tad stressed out. Not that I'm ever totally stress-free, but I'm definitely feeling a lot more pressure than usual these days from just about every aspect of my life, Which completely makes me sound like a Drama Queen, and perhaps I am, but whatever else I am, I am Stressed. Out.

The Reasons Why—

The Store Front:

The mass employee exodus continues, which is impressive given how few of us there were before. I inadvertently added to the stress when I injured my back. The initial injury happened almost three weeks ago (and will continue to be a factor for at least a few weeks more), and I missed two solid weeks because of it.

Now, when I'm away from the Store for a single week, I always come back to a gigantic mess. But after missing two weeks, I'm not exactly sure there is a word to describe the state of the stockroom at this precise moment. Well, maybe 'clusterfuck.' That might begin to cover it. It will take me weeks to untangle it all.

I've joked a lot about how The Store cannot run without me, but now I seem to have undeniable proof. So I have gone back to work, though medically I should not have, because The Store is that damn desperate that a stock girl working at quarter capacity is better than nothing because our two busiest weekends of the entire year are fast approaching, and we will need every soul we can get.

Oh, and The Store will be opening at 5pm Thanksgiving Day. We will not close again until 9pm Friday night. I was hoping to have to work a 28-hour shift. Thanks, Corporate. You're the best.

The Home Front:

The Man and I shall be celebrating our 18th anniversary at the end of the week, and for as long as I have known him, he has wanted to abandon the New England winters for someplace warm. He does not like the cold. But ever year, I manage to keep us where we are. I love New England, and if I were to ever move, I would want to head farther north.

But, somehow, instead I will be moving south.

That's right. The Man finally got me to agree to moving south of the Mason-Dixon line. I'm not sure how that happened, but I'm guessing beer was involved. (Beer makes me think a lot of things are good ideas. I should probably never drink beer.)

So sometime after the New Year, I will be moving. This has several implications:

1. I will quit working at The Store.
2. I have to—Oh My God! I will quit working at The Store!
3. Also, I will have to pack up my entire household and move it very far away from where it is now.
4. I will quit working at The Store.

I have told The Man that I will NOT move before the New Year, and I really thought it would work out because it was bound to take a long time to actually sell our house. But instead we have a list of interested parties who want to buy it. The first viewing already happened, and the second is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. The third on Friday. I suppose this is a good thing, but selling the house means I will have to move my household and quit my crappy job a lot sooner than I had planned.

Well, maybe that isn't all bad, then.

The Writing Front

Because of the previous two fronts, this particular front has been shoved so far down the To-Do List, it shouldn't even be considered a front. I believe I have quite literally have 5,000 things to do at the moment. As a result, The Big Bold Goal (Finish Lineage—a grand total of 20 scenes in various states of completion) has been completely abandoned, as have my NaNoWriMo plans. At first, when I was awarded/sentenced to a (forced) two-week vacation from The Store, I thought "Yipee! I'll be able to finish those scenes!" But without the pain meds, all I could do was cry, and with the pain meds all I could do was watch the Game Show Network and yell at Betty White for not knowing the answer was 'snowflake.' (Sorry about that Twitter feed, gang,) (Also, the answer, I'm told, wasn't even 'snowflake' and Betty White wasn't anywhere to be seen...)

I'm still writing when I can find a few spare moments (I've managed to finish three of the twenty scenes), but it'll have to be all right because that's currently all there is. There's always January.

Wait. I'll probably be moving in January.

There's always February.


Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Soulless Are Coming

No, this is not a post about the management team at my day job (but, boy, do I have a story for you). No, instead on My Pet Blog, we're pleased to welcome author Crystal Collier and her latest release, SOULLESS.

Series: Maiden of Time
Author: Crystal Collier
Pages: 263
Pub Date: October 13, 2014
Publisher: Raybourne Publishing
ISBN: 9781629830032

The Soulless are coming.

Alexia manipulated time to save the man of her dreams, and lost her best friend to red-eyed wraiths. Still grieving, she struggles to reconcile her loss with what was gained: her impending marriage. But when her wedding is destroyed by the Soulless—who then steal the only protection her people have—she’s forced to unleash her true power.

And risk losing everything.


What reviewers are saying:

"5 Stars." - Invincible Love of Reading Book Blog

"I LOVED it! So good. Seriously...exceeded my expectations." -Kristin Smith, advanced reviewer

"Entirely unique and chilling." Gabby @ What’s Beyond Forks

"Unputdownable." T.C. Mckee, BookFish Books


“Here she stands.” The voice sounded as narrowly stretched as his skin, a hiss on the wind. “So nice to finally meet you, Alexia Dumont.”

The tang of a tomb rolled over her. She gagged. The blade’s edge scraped her neck, sharper than she remembered.

“What do you want, Amos?” Kiren’s voice was calm, despite his ridiculous position on the ground.

“They tell me you have chosen a mate.” The skull said over his shoulder while peering closely at her.

“Who tells you this?” Kiren huffed. “And more importantly, you believe them? I thought you were a man of reason.”

The death grin swept away, although he still looked to be grinning through the natural arch of rotted teeth. “Even men of reason possess faults.” He stepped closer, his face inches from Alexia’s, acrid breath stinging her eyes.

She closed them.

“I tend to trust too easily, as you are aware.” The rasp erupted in a fetid breeze across her cheek. “Lucky you do not seem to share that quality.” He turned. “Or do you?”

Kiren’s face revealed nothing, as unmoved as stone. The only indication he’d heard the accusation lay in his defiant glare. Alexia couldn’t decide if she should applaud him for courage, or berate him for looking so dispassionate while a blade raked at her jugular.

A finger of bone lifted to her cheek and trailed down to her neck, uncomfortably warm, spiraling a burning trail toward her heart.

A tremor ran through Kiren’s cheek, his mouth set.


Get your free copy of book 1, MOONLESS, October 13, 20, 27, 31 or Nov 7.

Author Bio:

Crystal Collier is a young adult author who pens dark fantasy, historical, and romance hybrids. She can be found practicing her brother-induced ninja skills while teaching children or madly typing about fantastic and impossible creatures. She has lived from coast to coast and now calls Florida home with her creative husband, four littles, and “friend” (a.k.a. the zombie locked in her closet). Secretly, she dreams of world domination and a bottomless supply of cheese. 

You can find her on her Blog, Facebook, Goodreads, or follow her on Twitter.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Nobody Knows

Hello, everyone. I know...two posts in two days? That's unheard of for this blog, but today I am pleased and privileged to be taking part in the cover reveal for Kyra Lennon's latest release...Nobody Knows.

Title: Nobody Knows
Author: Kyra Lennon
Genre: NA Romance
Type: First in series (Razes Hell Book 1)
Cover Design: Najila Qamber Designs
Photographer: Lindee Robinson Photography
Release Date: November 3rd 2014

Curious to know what it's about? Here's the synposis...

It's not easy being friends with rising rock stars - especially when you're the glue that holds them together.

Razes Hell has taken off in the charts, and Ellie can't believe her childhood friends, Drew and Jason Brooks, are on TV and drawing crowds after years spent playing in dodgy bars. From obscurity to overnight success, Ellie soon realises life in the public eye isn’t all it’s cracked up to be as dark secrets become headline news and old conflicts are re-ignited. When a fake feud meant to boost the band’s popularity threatens to rip the boys apart for real, Ellie finds herself torn – a position which only gets more uncomfortable when her loyalty to Jason collides with her blossoming relationship with Drew.

Nobody knows how deep their issues run; nobody but Ellie. With friendship, a music career and a new love on the line, can Ellie keep their tangled pasts from ruining their futures?

Add it on Goodreads
Pre-order on Amazon US
Pre-order on Amazon UK

About Kyra Lennon:

Kyra is a self-confessed book-a-holic, and has been since she first learned to read. When she's not reading, you'll usually find her hanging out in coffee shops with her trusty laptop and/or her friends, or girling it up at the nearest shopping mall.

Kyra grew up on the South Coast of England and refuses to move away from the seaside which provides massive inspiration for her novels. Her debut novel, Game On (New Adult Contemporary Romance), was released in July 2012, and she scored her first Amazon Top 20 listing with her New Adult novella, If I Let You Go in November.

Connect with Kyra:

Amazon Author Page
Goodreads Author Page

Congratulations, Kyra!

Monday, October 6, 2014

The Big Bold Goal & Other Fun Tales

I don't even know where to start today; there's just so much that I want to tell you about and should tell you about and even need to tell you about. I've been looking at the blank screen for a while, just watching the cursor blink at me, as I attempt to figure it all out.

But as time is as short as always, I guess I'll just ramble for a while and see what comes out.


First up—

Today marks the end of the Shelfie Blogfest, created by author Tara Tyler and co-hosted by...

Heather M. Gardner
Christine Rains
Vikki Biram
CD Cofflet
Elizabeth Seckman
Rena Rocford

I was supposed to be a co-host as well, but I have downgraded myself to something other than co-host because I was a pretty terrible co-host. If any of the co-hosts listed above are reading this, they're probably saying to themselves, "She was a co-host? Really?" Because I truly was The Absolute Worst. (I apologize, ladies.)  I did, however, manage to contribute a prize: an EFFIGY e-book. I can't wait to see who wins...Thank you to everyone who entered.

The biggest reason for my co-hosting fail (besides my rather chronic ineptitude—by the way, I misspelled that word the first time. Ironic, no?) was probably my day job. My hours have been choking me lately. Sorry if I come off as a Drama Queen, but it's true. We suffered another mass employee exodus and have not yet replenished our ranks. There are, I believe, five employees left (including management) which is insane because we normally have 15-20 employees. This is, as you can understand, making our busy season an even more exhausting time. Everyone is getting double shifts and fewer days off, and aren't we excited about that.

We're not. In case you wondered.

With the increased hours in mind, I have whittled down this month's goals. I only set two of them. One of which is so freaking massive I have to wonder if I am setting myself up to fail. But I'm going to do it anyway. Go big or go home, right?

Here are my two goals for October (or, what's left of it)


Lineage is Part Two of my current WIP (Effigy's sequel). It was supposed to have been finished last year. That obviously didn't work out so well. Now my goal is to finish Lineage this month—and really, if you look at the storyboard, I'm so freaking close to finishing—so that I can use NaNoWriMo to write Reckoning, Part Three of my current WIP. And in case you weren't sure...this is the massive goal.

2. Walk, run, or bike at least 88 miles.

I logged 88 miles last October, so I shall endeavor to match it this year. Given how much time I shall spend running around at my day job, I don't imagine this shall be a challenge.

But I guess we'll see how it all plays out come November.

And on that note, I am out of time for today, but I shall be back again sometime this week to ramble on some more about other things.

Consider yourselves warned.