I’ve been inside of the burned out place I used to call home. It’s pretty bad, smell-wise, and everything is ruined. My books have been ruined. My Michelle Sagara, Patricia Briggs, Nalini Singh, Lilith Saintcrow, Christine Feehan, Ilona Andrews, Caitlyn Kittredge, Phaedra Weldon, Karen Chance, Debra Cooke, etc…all gone. Every book I’ve reviewed on this site, gone. It’s sickening. I want to cry. Very few books were saved.
My Sookie series was being borrowed so its fine. It’s going to be a while until I have a nice library and I miss it already.
Well, enough of my whining. I’ve moved into a new place with plans to stay for six months. Long enough to get my shit together and find a house for my girls and I. I’ve got to contact publishing houses about my change of address and hope they’ll understand why I need to change it twice in a year. (Once to where I am now, and again when I find a perm. home.)
Any suggestions? comments?



Favorite Line: “Blessed sweet Jesus. Look at his ballocks.” Mereck whispered so low Damrn leaned closer to hear. “Do ye no’ see how huge they be? Oh, me puir son,” he groaned. “the lad will ne’er be able to walk with sech a burden betwixt his legs.” (p.380)

Favorite Lines: “I want a man who will chose me above all else.” (p. 257) 




