It still doesn't feel real. I sent in the contracts and the forms, and I got a reply from Mardi Gras that they have everything they need to get started. So I guess the next step is to get a cover for the book to get things moving.
I am so excited, and kind of afraid one thing could go wrong and to have the release date cancelled or almost as bad--to come after Christmas. Since it is a Chrsitmas story this would be very bad.
In fact things very nearly went wrong already. On the first email I sent, my forms did not get attached to the email I sent. (Merde!) So I resent an email with an apology. It's only a month away when you think about it so it wouldn't take too many things to go wrong to make the story not get published at all.
I plan on getting a more professional website soon and if anyone has any helpful advice please share!!!
I finally tweaked the blurb to be just right and sent it with the forms.
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Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Neither does Jenna Peterson, but naughty girl she is, she set out to prove it to the world. It started with a dare but then she couldn't resist the handsome man beneath the beard and had to give him a little something to remember her by.
When Scott signed up to be the mall Santa Claus, he never dreamed that two naughty girls would be sitting on his lap or that one would capture his heart and then just walk away. Could he convince her that this was more than physical attraction and to trust her heart? Or was she determined to stay on Santa's naughty list?
Monday, October 30, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Deidre Knight cranks up the heat
Deidre Knight Cranks up the Heat in Her Latest Installment in the Parallel Series: PARALLEL HEAT

Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Another Day
I write a lot more on my other blog, you may want to check it out at:
http://www.myspace.com/missy_lyons
Nothing special happened today, but that can be a good thing. No plumbing nightmares, no black stuff in the shower. We will have to call the plumber back for the fourth time, the drains upstairs are still slow to drain, but at least they are not completely blocked. Complete blockage = Very bad thing.
I got a rejection letter in the mail from Woman's World for one of my stories, but that is okay I expected it on that "Layover in Louisiana" was too much of a jetset mentality for that publication. I don't even care, cuz I got an acceptance letter from at least one publisher!!! Mardi Gras Publishing loves me
Funny thing happened today. I have been taking my dog lately for a ride when I go and pick up my daughter from school. The dog is a golden retreiver and she doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She runs from the cat (and with good reason, the cat will suddenly bop her in the face for no better reason than she happend to walk by). While waiting for my daughter to get released from the school (it doesn't matter when I get there, there is always a wait) I parked the car and rolled down the window, and get out my book to begin my wait. My dog was growling. I look up to see what she is growling at. It's not like she would ever hurt a kid, and she is not very vocal. Long story, but she doesn't even bark much anymore.
So I look up and out the window to try and see what my dog is going to protect me from and what do I see? But a large herd of black and brown cows, calmly grazing in the pasture. Silly dog. Is that what you are getting worked up over? Are you going to protect me from a cow? From this side of the fence?
http://www.myspace.com/missy_lyons
Nothing special happened today, but that can be a good thing. No plumbing nightmares, no black stuff in the shower. We will have to call the plumber back for the fourth time, the drains upstairs are still slow to drain, but at least they are not completely blocked. Complete blockage = Very bad thing.
I got a rejection letter in the mail from Woman's World for one of my stories, but that is okay I expected it on that "Layover in Louisiana" was too much of a jetset mentality for that publication. I don't even care, cuz I got an acceptance letter from at least one publisher!!! Mardi Gras Publishing loves me
Funny thing happened today. I have been taking my dog lately for a ride when I go and pick up my daughter from school. The dog is a golden retreiver and she doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She runs from the cat (and with good reason, the cat will suddenly bop her in the face for no better reason than she happend to walk by). While waiting for my daughter to get released from the school (it doesn't matter when I get there, there is always a wait) I parked the car and rolled down the window, and get out my book to begin my wait. My dog was growling. I look up to see what she is growling at. It's not like she would ever hurt a kid, and she is not very vocal. Long story, but she doesn't even bark much anymore.
So I look up and out the window to try and see what my dog is going to protect me from and what do I see? But a large herd of black and brown cows, calmly grazing in the pasture. Silly dog. Is that what you are getting worked up over? Are you going to protect me from a cow? From this side of the fence?
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
I am feeling snarky today!
What is snarky anyway??
It's one of those words that everybody uses that just kind of takes off on it's own. Like google.
How did that become a word? Goggle me, baby. It just doesn't sound like it should be used in a sentence, but it became an official word in the English language and can now be found in the American dictionary.
Snarky has been around forever but just taken off recently again. It's been around sicne 1910 and was British slang.
–adjective, snark‧i‧er, snark‧i‧est. Chiefly British Slang.
testy or irritable; short.
[Origin: 1910–15; dial. snark to nag, find fault with (appar. identical with snark, snork to snort, snore, prob. Irritable or short-tempered; irascible.[From dialectal snark, to nag, from snark, snork, to snore, snort, from Dutch and Low German snorken, of imitative origin.]snarki·ly adv.
I didn't believe it was a true word. I actually had to look it up. I couldn't believe it was a word. But apparently it is a word. So who's feeling snarky today? I am! I am!
I still haven't had my coffee.
It's one of those words that everybody uses that just kind of takes off on it's own. Like google.
How did that become a word? Goggle me, baby. It just doesn't sound like it should be used in a sentence, but it became an official word in the English language and can now be found in the American dictionary.
Snarky has been around forever but just taken off recently again. It's been around sicne 1910 and was British slang.
–adjective, snark‧i‧er, snark‧i‧est. Chiefly British Slang.
testy or irritable; short.
[Origin: 1910–15; dial. snark to nag, find fault with (appar. identical with snark, snork to snort, snore, prob. Irritable or short-tempered; irascible.[From dialectal snark, to nag, from snark, snork, to snore, snort, from Dutch and Low German snorken, of imitative origin.]snarki·ly adv.
I didn't believe it was a true word. I actually had to look it up. I couldn't believe it was a word. But apparently it is a word. So who's feeling snarky today? I am! I am!
I still haven't had my coffee.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Naughty or Nice
Mardi Gras just contacted me this weekend by email. They sent me a contract for the short story Naughty or Nice. It's a holiday whirwind romance. Here's a lttle something about it:
Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Neither does Jenna Peterson, but naughty girl she is, she had to prove it to the world. It all started with a dare. But she couldn't resist the handsome man she found beneath the beard and she gave him a little something to remember her by.
When Scott signed up to be the mall Santa Claus, he never dreamed two naughty girls would be sitting on his lap or that one would capture his heart and then walk away. He wanted to give her a little something more than coal in her stocking this Christmas. Could he convince her that this was more than physical attraction and to trust her heart?
Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Neither does Jenna Peterson, but naughty girl she is, she had to prove it to the world. It all started with a dare. But she couldn't resist the handsome man she found beneath the beard and she gave him a little something to remember her by.
When Scott signed up to be the mall Santa Claus, he never dreamed two naughty girls would be sitting on his lap or that one would capture his heart and then walk away. He wanted to give her a little something more than coal in her stocking this Christmas. Could he convince her that this was more than physical attraction and to trust her heart?
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