Changing #Genres – Oh Ivory, What the #BLEEP Have I Done?

Prior to writing The Blue Diamond – The Razor’s Edge, I wrote historical fiction. Wait, I’m still writing historical fiction, right?

Well, hold that thought for a moment while I drill down a bit.

Fireflies – Historical fiction / Paranormal

Hope From the Ocean – Historical Fiction Paranormal / Family Saga

The Blue Diamond – The Razor’s Edge – Historical Romance / Adventure

Before I continue, I just want to warn you there is some profanity ahead. However, it is in context and not solely for shock value or because I like to curse.

Fireflies and Hope From the Ocean are the first two books in a series I am still writing. I’ve already started book three and have the whole book mapped, outlined and ready to roll on. Although technically not YA fiction, both are perfectly acceptable YA reading and can be read by anyone from the age of fourteen and up. There is little to no profanity. There is implied sex but nothing graphic and the pages swell up to fill your heart with sweet family love. Yes there are good and bad characters and happy and not so happy occurrences but throughout both books, there is a spiritual connection due to the era and location of the stories.

The Blue Diamond – The Razor’s Edge is about pirates. Although they are female, they are still pirates, complete with every bad word and naughty deed that comes to mind when you imagine pirates. I could not write a book about pirates without staying true to their nature and behaviors. I set out to write this story as honestly and historically accurate as I could. I believe I’ve done that.

Is there cursing? Yep. As a matter of fact just today, I decided to count every curse word in the book because it came to my attention from someone who tried to read it, (perhaps thinking they were getting a pirate version of Fireflies) that they didn’t like the cursing in the book and DNF’d. I understand that and I can appreciate that point of view. I believe there was just a misunderstanding as to the content of the story.

Just so that we are clear, The Blue Diamond contains at least this much profanity:

17 fucks

32 damns

8 shits

46 hells

And at least four sex scenes—which I do not believe are explicit and they are important to the story, not just to get you all riled up…although they might. 😉

I just want to stress to those who love the Fireflies books, I promise you will be getting a third installment within the next six months. However, I love Ivory, Maddox, Cass, Miranda and Keara just as much as I do Ennis and Teagan and the rest of the Whelan’s, and I intend to continue their journey as well—bad words, sex, murder and all.

ying and yang

I’m not someone who anyone would describe as a complex person. However, my imagination makes up for it. I can create beautiful, loving stories about families and faith and then turn around and pen tales of gritty, action packed, sexually charged pirates and I don’t see why I shouldn’t. I believe inside of all of us are more characters than we could ever write, which is in and of itself a writers struggle. I ask myself all of the time if I will I live long enough to tell all of the stories I want to tell. I know that answer is no but I also know that I’ll die trying.

So please, if you are a lover of the Fireflies series, I love you too and will continue to write stories of the Whelan family and their continuing lives in America. I will also write other stories that are completely different. I know it seems crazy to write two series’ that are so completely different all at once but I love them equally and can see so much more on the horizon for both.

History is filled with beauty and ugliness, adventure and exploration, and immigrants and pirates. There’s no rule which states our reading tastes need to be defined by what an author chooses to write  and nor is there a rule about liking every book series by a particular author. All of my readers are equally as important and I will always strive to fulfill my end of the deal by continuing to give you what you desire. Whether you love a spiritual journey that flows from shore to shore or tidal waves of passion and adventure as you hold on for your life, I have to write what’s in my heart and mind and I haven’t even reached the twentieth century yet.

Oh my…!   



Drifting Along With the Tumbling Tumbleweeds

Today I had a second to walk off and catch my breath and a feeling washed over me that I described as feeling as if I’m tumbling through time. Not tumbling at any particular angle but just like a tumbleweed on a flat surface. I need to just stop for a minute and get myself in order.


My Pubslush campaign ended last night. No, I didn’t even come close to my goal but it was an interesting and sometimes frustrating experiment in crowdfunding but only frustrating due to the negativity I saw in regards to the whole process. I never let it get to me and never once turned back. I kept tumbling along and saw it through to the end. That’s how I roll. (Yeah I know…you saw what I did there) The most important part of this section is this: THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO DONATED TO MY CAMPAIGN!!!! YOU ALL ROCK!!!


I haven’t had much time to work on my sequels to either of my novel series’ because my life has been a little out of sync but the outlines are done and I know how I write when the fire takes hold so I’m not worried that at least one of them will be ready to head off to the editor by January. Hang in there folks. I promise they are in the works.


I’ve recently joined the wonderful  LIT WORLD INTERVIEWS web site as a contributor. I’ve been working on my first article for days and since I’m contributing, I want to make sure what I have to offer is worthy of Ronovan’s hard work in building this site. I don’t mind a face plant now and again because it keeps me grounded but turf in my own face-mask is fine. Putting turf in a team mate’s isn’t. I’ll be working along side several wonderful writers so this is an honor.


Yep. I’m in. I’m hoping the stress keeps the brain cells firing and puts me back on the writing track with a whip and a chair. I’m ready. Let’s do this.


I can always use some help with this. If anyone feels like tossing out some retweets and Facebook posts or reblogs, I promise to return the favor. I’m hoping to get some more reviews from all of the free advanced copies I gave away. HINT HINT. So far the feedback on The Blue Diamond has been fantastic and humbling at the same time.  I’m here for the taking if you have an empty white space to fill. I’m ready when you are. I’m also thinking about a book trailer. I dear friend gave me some great ideas today. Now to find the time to do it.


Yep. 40 hours a week. Selling, admining, advertising, marketing and herding cats in the printer and copier business.


My better than I deserve family and friends have joined forces to help me throw a big, fun filled afternoon–pirate style!!! They’ve been procuring, collecting and assembling some awesome raffle items and door prizes. If you’re in the Baltimore metro area, order yourself a book from Amazon and come on down! Here’s the link to my event on Facebook. Pirate attire is not mandatory but yours truly will definitely be wearing hers.


Beautiful…love them all.

So, this tumbling tumbleweed may be riding all day long but at least I’m headed in the right direction. I know I’ll get there if my mind and body hold out.

I am so blessed but I could really use a good stiff wind to blow me down the road.


So now my friends, it’s time to roll on off and get some shut eye. 😉 No time to edit this…ignore the typos until tomorrow. XOXO
Sons Of The Pioneers – Tumbling Tumbleweeds

I’m a roaming cowboy riding all day long,
Tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song.
Nights underneath the prairie moon,
I ride along and sing this tune.

See them tumbling down
Pledging their love to the ground
Lonely but free I’ll be found
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.

Cares of the past are behind
Nowhere to go but I’ll find
Just where the trail will wind
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.

I know when night has gone
That a new world’s born at dawn.

I’ll keep rolling along
Deep in my heart is a song
Here on the range I belong
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.

Tuesday Evenings With Esme – Did You See The Full #Moon?

My oldest granddaughter, Esme and I had the best time last night, even though all she wanted to do was play the Jake and the Neverland Pirates app on my iPad. I was fine with that because it reminds me of Mario Brothers.

She handed me the iPad and said, “Here MomMom, I downloaded this for you. I don’t like the music. It freaks me out!” Mind you, she’s only four. Then she proceeded to observe as I ran the gauntlet over and over beating every level while she sat watching and covering her ears and only uncovering them to give me a high five for each level I beat.

Then I taught her something funny…well I thought it was funny anyway. Her grandfather told me I was bad. 😉

I told her when I took her home, for her to ask her mother if she saw the full moon and if she says no, to turn around and shake her butt and say, “Well now you have!”

SHE DID IT! That’s my grandbaby!

Of course she made me do it too! 🙂



A Post Dedicated to Grandfathers of Princesses

I often speak about my granddaughters.

How can I help it? They are my three little princesses, and my husband and I worship the ground their little princess piggies walk on. As much as I love the time I spend with them, I believe there is a very special bond between grandfathers and granddaughters.

I went through a year’s worth of pictures and that beautiful bond just cried out to be shared. Below are some of my favorite captures of my husband Wayne and our three darling granddaughters. I pity the man who someday comes along and tries to steal their hearts. He will not only have to meet Poppy’s approval but he’ll have to live up to an example of how these girls should be treated…like the princesses they are.

Poppy Wayne Poppy 4 Poppy poppy2 Poppy3 Poppy5 Poppy6 Poppy7 poppy8 poppy9 poppy10 poppy11 poppy12 poppy13 poppy15 poppy16 poppy17 poppy18 poppy19 poppy20 poppy21 poppy22 poppy23

Just for the Heck of It…A Few Things About Me You Didn’t Know

Not that this little open book post will get many views but I thought some of you may want to know a few little known facts about yours truly.

1. I’m the youngest of eleven children. 7 girls and 4 boys. 6 have passed on, as have both of my parents. Here are two of my beautiful sisters who are no longer with me. Our mother sewed all of our Halloween costumes by hand. I believe my sisters were headed to a party. Those were the days.


2. My parents were not rabbits. My father was a dental technician and my mother was a nurse after all of us were raised–although she was a doctor at home of course. I was a Daddy’s girl.

me and daddy

3. I am also an artist.

4. I used to sing quite well and enjoyed musical theater when I was in school. I even played Jan in my high school production of Grease. I was also once a movie extra in the film He Said She Said and met Kevin Bacon. He’s over there in that clump of people.


5. I loved dressing as a pirate, long before Ivory was ever thought of. That’s my brother in law about to relieve me of my head. I’m sure I had it coming.


6. My dream is to write full time and retire from the rat race early (of course) and live by the sea surrounded by fur babies and grandbabies.

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7. I’m a third generation American. My mother was 100% Welsh and my father was Scotch Irish and English. My mother’s grandparents emigrated from Wales in the late 1800’s. I don’t know much of my father’s lineage except for his nationality.

8. I’ve always had at least one cat. I like dogs but I hate the thought of leaving such a social creature alone all day with my cat.

9. I love to travel and have been able to do quite a bit but I despise flying. My dream trip is to visit England, Ireland, Wales and Scotland. I love the Caribbean though.

sting ray

10. I’d have to say my favorite meal is Thanksgiving dinner because I love eating with my beautiful family all around. I love cooking it too!

11. Bonus! I LOVE Superman. Anything Superman…and I do mean anything. 😉


Okay you bunch of peepers! Goodnight! XOXO

My Face When I Saw My New Book Cover Today!

This has been one hell of a week.

Sick, doctor appointments, x-rays, mammogram, barely any sleep, torrential rains and flooding, and worrying about having everything I need together for my PubSlush campaign.

Then this morning my husband called my work line…he never calls my work line unless it’s an emergency. I had my cell phone on silent because well, I was at work and busy.

The first words out of his mouth were, “Don’t worry, everything is okay. Before I say anything else, just know he’s fine.”

Immediately I knew something had happened to our son. I was right. He was in a car accident. My heart was in my throat but my husband continued to assure me he was alright. He’d been rear ended by a pick up truck and pushed into the back end of a jeep. He’s only eighteen but he’s a very mature eighteen and has been driving for two years.

He appears fine but has a lumbar sprain (thank you seat belts) and I’m sure tomorrow he’ll be feeling this all over. I’m just so thankful that no one was seriously hurt. However, his old Toyota Corolla is totaled.

The ying and the yang strikes again thank goodness. I was blessed again with my new book cover for “The Blue Diamond – The Razor’s Edge.”


Amber Rendon of Novel Idea Design is such a blessing to GMTA Publishing’s authors. We are so thankful to have her!

I’m planning a cover reveal this weekend. The book is still in editing but so far, it rocks and I am so proud of it! I definitely stepped sideways with this story in the historical fiction genre but I believe it was  a well placed step and I’m having so much fun with these characters!

I’ve also started book three in the “Fireflies” series and I’m already loving it and so happy to be back in the 1880’s again!

As always, thank you for taking the time to read my blog ramblings. Have a wonderful night my friends. xoxo