BA
Books for 2014
1. The Spiral Dance by Starhawk — Amazing how much I’ve changed since I read this the first time.
Texan to the bone and an unrepentant Daddy's Girl, BA Tortuga spends her days with her basset hounds and her beloved wife, texting her sisters, and eating Mexican food. When she's not doing that, she's writing. She spends her days off watching rodeo, knitting and surfing Pinterest in the name of research. BA's personal saviors include her wife, Julia Talbot, her best friend, Sean Michael, and coffee. Lots of coffee. Really good coffee.
Hey, y’all,
I’m considering writing a guide to the Roughstock world and offering if for free — just a list of characters, information about the world, the books.
Is it something y’all would be interested in?
Much love,
BA
Okay, so yeah. You either love him or hate him, but Stephen King is probably my favorite storyteller of all time. I’ve read them all. I have an opinion on them all.
I have favorites.
I love It with a fiery burning passion of a zillion suns and The Stand is one of my favorite books ever. The Shining will forever be in my top ten. And then there are the short stories. I maintain that Mr. King is one of the greatest short story writers in history.
You don’t agree?
Read The Boogeyman. Or Gramma.
The Mangler.
*shivers happily*
Yeah. My favorite of all time, y’all.
:D
Much love,
BA
“Is he old as you, Daddy?”
“He’s older than PopPop, kiddo.”
“Uh-uh. Nobody’s older than PopPop.”
“Oh, yes. Mr. Dillmon down to the feed store? He’s old enough to be PopPop’s daddy.”
Grainger’s eyes went wide. “For real?”
;-)
Much love,
BA
Active Writing:
Cat in a China Shop — m/m paranormal
Robber’s Roost (m/m/f paranormal with Julia) — YAY!
Coke/Dillon & Andy/Jason novel — *pokes the boys* WAKE UP
Colts and Cowboys — another contemporary without a deadline
On hold/in outline:
Still pottering with serial killer concept.
In edits/rewrites:
Better as a Memory — EEEEE!
Ace/Kitty in rewrites.
Subbed:
Stripper kitty, book 1
Wolf Run
Next week's plan?
Better as a Memory in to betas.
:D
Much love, y'all.
BA
These are not giant puffballs. They are meringues. They are filled with chocolatey coffee goodness.
My first try at Korean short ribs. They needed more acid, but were SO GOOD.
Our first try at gluten free naan. OMG NO. No.
Roasted homemade korma. This? Was totally a win. Completely.
I have no clue what this is. I see sweet potatoes and kale and… chicken? Pork? Hell if I know...
This is a layer salad. It tasted better than it looked.
So, I will
I missed it.
Julia missed it.
There was pouting and gnashing of teeth.
Goodies for the folks we were going to see are now both late and in the mail.
I still am very grr Dallas and grr ice.
My sister did make it home, finally. Yay.
I missed EVERYONE.
(still pouting)
Much love,
BA
"Just stop it. I’m sorry, Clay. I’m so sorry about everything.” He grabbed that too-thin wrist again. “Look at me.”
Those so-fucking-wrong eyes went wide and Clay arched, the scent of pure male hunger flooding the air.
Much love,
BA
Active Writing:
Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) — chugga chugga chugga
Robber’s Roost (m/m/f paranormal with Julia) — YAY!
Coke/Dillon & Andy/Jason novel — *pokes the boys* WAKE UP
On hold/in outline:
Still pottering with serial killer concept.
In edits/rewrites:
Stripper kitties in rewrites — this single book has become a 3 book series. O.o
Ace/Kitty in rewrites.
Next week's plan?
1st stripper kitty book in to betas.
:D
Much love, y'all.
BA
Since everybody else will be celebrating tomorrow...
Much love, y’all.
BA
First, I’ve just signed my f/f assassin novella, Games Girls Play, with Ellora’s Cave. Next, I’m pondering f/f femdom, just because I can. ;-)
Second, The Terms of Release (releasing soon from Dreamspinner) has a cover!
The first time I met Bronwyn was at Authors After Dark.
I have to tell y’all, she’s like joy made flesh. She was the very first person to speak to us, she made us feel welcome and happy. It wasn’t just me: she smiled at EVERYBODY.
And that was before we became friends.
She’s a good mom, she makes star babies and ceramics and knits and sews and… She understands the craft room addiction. She also has cats which I can appreciate from afar (I have the deadly allergic cat reaction).
Now, the books.
I have read almost all of the things. Almost. And what I love about them is that reading Bron’s books are like listening to her talk to you. She’s telling you a story, straight up and I love that. It makes me miss her more and less, all in the same breath.
http://www.bronwyngreen.com/Bronwyn_Green_-_Believe_in_the_Magic_of_Love.html
Go explore. I’ll wait.
:D
Much love, y’all.
BA
…and we missed it.
Seriously.
It snowed three inches here, so we inched our way to the airport Thursday morning.
The 830am flight became a 1020am flight became a 1045am flight became a noon flight. Our connection is at 345. We now have 15 minutes to make it across DFW. We boarded at 1215, pulled back from the gate and stopped.
Just stopped.
The captain comes on. "Guys, the Dallas airport is backed up. They have to deice the planes and by the time the planes are deiced, they need fuel. We’ll be waiting here for an hour."
Shit.
We call American. They can’t rebook us right now. Please call back.
115 comes and goes. The captain says, "Another 45 minutes."
We call the airline. There is one flight with 2 seats left, leaving at 10pm, getting us into Daytona at 2am, but they can’t book it until we’ve missed the connection.
130pm, we hear. "It’s going to be at least another 3 hours here. If you want off the flight, please let us know."
We get off the plane, put our baggage claim in, and hear, "All flights to Dallas have been cancelled."
*sighs*
No con for us.
Stupid Dallas.
Stupid ice.
:(
She walked over to the Bose, looking at it, then over his shoulder at the bodyguard. “Ayudame?”
He came over without a word, turned on the iPod, the music loud and driving, sudden, filling the air. Rose smiled at him in thanks, pulled a hair pin from her hair and tagged him, right through the trachea, then sent a second alongside, slicing the jugular with as little spray as possible. He blinked at her, blood bubbling on his lips, making not a sound as she eased him to the floor.
Now for the rest of her job.
;-)
Coming soon from Ellora’s Cave.
Much love, y’all.
BA
*grins*
Okay, yes. I know, lots of people love SM, but me? I knew Sean when.
I’m the lucky bitch that gets to be the best friend, in real life. This year we’re going on 14 years, believe it or not. We’ve traveled together, cried together, been through some brutal shit and I can’t express how much Sean means to me.
As far as the books go, I probably love Bent the most, although I will always have an eternal adoration for Forged. And for the deep cut, I’d take Second Sight. :D Blind guy, you know.
I love how Sean loves writing, loves the characters, loves the way they use sex to talk to one another. I love how Sean was doing this before the rest and just keeps on writing the stories that make me want to read them, over and over. I love how Sean loves readers, cares about them and what they say.
More than anything, though, I love that I can message and say, "I need you", and the answer is always, "I’m calling now."
Sean’s huge fucking backlist can be found at http://www.seanmichaelwrites.com
Love you, babe.
BA
Where are the gift cards?
Where did the tablecloths get packed? Do they need washing?
Where did we put the reader gift we found in November?
Shit, I forgot both the suitcases were broken. Can we order new suitcases? Now?
Where are my t-shirts?
What do you mean it’s going to be 80 degrees in Florida?
Did I mend the hole in my Star Wars pants?
Where the hell did the new slippers go?
No, I didn’t get us into the beauty salon. We’ll have to be gray and shaggy. Amy and Kiernan will still love us.
No, you can’t sleep in your author shirt for six months and then wear it for a con. Put it back.
Did you email the house sitter?
Much love, y’all.
BA
Wilma nodded. “They were going to rob us, rape us. Thank God I had my bat in the car.”
If he wasn’t queer as a three-dollar bill and Wilma was twenty years younger or not married to the biggest baddest biker in eight counties who was working at being the best friend he’d ever had, Sage might have fallen in love with her, right then. Boom.
Much love, y'all
BA
Active Writing:
Better as a Memory (m/m, cont) — okay. I broke them, bad. Now, the fixing. No more angst!!!
Mick's Pups (m/m/m werewolves) — when did these guys grow a plot?
Robber’s Roost (m/m/f paranormal with Julia) — YAY!
Coke/Dillon & Andy/Jason novel — O.o
On hold/in outline:
Still pottering with serial killer concept.
In edits/rewrites:
Stripper kitties in rewrites.
Ace/Kitty in rewrites.
Next week's plan?
I have no idea. I still want to write m/f werewolves...
:D
Much love, y'all.
BA