My Current Selection of Favorite Television Shows

So, I think by now you all know how much I love to read. I talk about it enough. I love, love, love it. But, I also adore television shows. I thought I would share with you some of them and then you could tell me what your favorite ones are and maybe I'll try them out too.

This is actually based on a series of books I read as a young girl. They were written by someone named LJ Smith. I would say that the series, which I am enjoying, isn't based entirely on the show. It's not exact. Some of the characters have the same names and the premise is similar. But I'm enjoying it all the same. Makes me feel like I'm back to being a teenager.

Okay, True Blood is so good it has to be bad for me. Alexander Skarsgard has become Eric so much that when I read the books now I picture him playing Eric. How am I going to wait until next summer?
This show makes me laugh and laugh. I love the heart of it!

Okay, I'm really obsessed with this. The Walking Dead may be the best show on television.

There are days I get really annoyed that we haven't yet met the mother but the acting is great and when the show is on, its really really on.

Every week this show turns what I think I know about plot on its head and spins it around. Very well done, very well acted.

I think in some ways this is my family. I love it. This show has the potential to make me week and make me laugh. I love it.

Okay, I thought this show was going to be your traditional scary, horror show. It is that and so much more. Psychological. Scary. Awesome.

What do you watch?

What Happened To The Weekend?

Every week, I look forward to the weekend. I love my family and I always have these fabulous ideas of things we are going to do on the weekend. But, inevitable, between the kids' activities and the things my husband and I have going on, the weekend is over before it begins.

Does anyone else ever feel this way?

Goodbye Archie

The picture above is of my husband holding our cat, Archie. We had to put Archie to sleep about three weeks ago. I've mentioned it online but not dwelled on it too much. Having lost my father-in-law earlier this year, I thought maybe everyone had enough of 'Sad Rebecca' so I've managed to channel my sadness for our loss elsewhere.

But, Saturday my sister-in-law left our home carrying the remainder of Archie's stuff with her. She has a cat, Gypsy, who actually used to be our cat too. But Gypsy didn't like living in a house with dogs and so many kids running about. So Suzanne took her home to Maine with her to live in their farm house with one child, aged five, and no other animals. She's as happy as can be there. It seemed right that Archie's stuff go to Gypsy as they once lived together under this roof.

The removal of even his food dish from our home brought about another finality that I finally felt like blogging about.

Archie was eighteen years old. That is old for a house cat. He was salt-and-pepper and totally in charge of all the animals in our life. When I first met him, he was eight years old and he liked me. Sat right down on my lap. It was like he gave his permission to my husband to date me. When I would go away for one reason or another, either for work or travel, and then I would return, he would wake me at 3 AM purring in my ear to tell me he welcomed me home.

He was never sick, not until the end, when age finally caught up to him. And at some point it just became kinder to stop his pain.

My favorite memory of Archie came from when we were all living in Louisiana. My cat, Gypsy, had gotten outside. She came meowing at the door frantically and I let her back in. I'd had no idea she'd gotten out of the house. Following her in was a very irate dog. He ran into the house growling and chasing the cat. My own dog, a border collie, leapt up on the couch wanting nothing to do with the situation.

Before either my husband or I could react, Archie tore into the room. He jumped on top of the dog and kicked the heck out of the dog until the dog whimpered and ran from my house. Then Archie walked slowly and triumphantly back to his nap. Who needed a big strong dog? Turned out our dog was a coward. It didn't matter. We had Archie.

Six Sentence Sunday

He needed to put up with this as much as he needed to get blown to bits and put back together again. Besides, Powers, Inc. had way too much work lined up. The government was calling, missiles were aimed at the United States, rich aristocrats had missing pieces of jewelry, a madman had a vendetta against the makers of bubble wrap . . . and his brother was on his honeymoon for another two weeks.

This incident proved a good thing, though. At least now, he didn't have to waste his time watching her make spaghetti and thinking about how hot she would look going down on him. Alice might be attractive, but she was mean as a snake.

What I'm Waiting For

On my desktop, I keep a .txt entitled What I'm Waiting For. It helps me keep track of things. I do have an Excel Spreadsheet that keeps track of what I'm writing, how many words I have written in it, where I have sold various books, and their release dates. Also, I have a .txt that keeps track of my writing order. This is how I handle the many plot bunnies that present themselves to me all the time. I just put down the idea on the bottom of the list.

If this sounds nutty, keep in mind I am managing four different series at the moment. Wanting to write them and hopefully publish them in a timely manner means I don't write whatever I want whenever the feeling inspires me. I have to be inspired to write what I should write. The good news? I love these series, I am always inspired to write them.

But, I don't like to jump from one world into another. It's odd, for example, to go from Westervelt to Warrior. One is adult and erotic and the other is Young Adult and not. I have to get my mind out of the sexual tension and into the sexual restraint.

So, in between books I do get to write things that have come to me. Return to the Sea was one of those things that came to me. One Night With A Wolf was another. Good things that I am really proud of having written.

But, in the mean time, I have the What I'm Waiting For .txt on my desktop. What am I waiting for right now? Two covers, two edits, and two submissions. Hopefully, I'll soon be able to move them from the Waiting file to the Excel Spreadsheet.

In the meantime, I write. Because I LOVE it.

What do you do to manage your world?

Coupon Codes!

Hey guys

I've been given some coupon codes for Smashwords that allow you to purchase my books at discount.

Here they are--

Initiation: ZP83G

Driven: PK29L

Return to The Sea: PF39X

One Night With A Wolf: RH68D

Behind The Scenes: VL47L

Enjoy!!

Rebecca

Happy Thanskgiving

To all my friends in the United States. Happy Thanksgiving!

This year I'm thankful...

For so many things.

Love

RR

Dear Broadway

As anyone who follows my tweets or my blogs knows--I love to go to Broadway Shows. I'm very lucky because of my close vicinity to New York City we get to go to Broadway Show regularly. Saturday night, the hubby and I got to see Lysistrata Jones, which was still in previews. To say I enjoyed the show would be an understatement.

It is funny and happy. The cast has a an incredibly energy and they are clearly loving every minute of being on the stage.

What concerns me? New shows that are not made by the creators of South Park (I loved Book of Mormon) are not easy to sell on Broadway. It seems to me that people only want to watch Revivals. Please don't get me wrong--I love watching revivals. Anything Goes was awesome. But really? Don't we all want to experience new things too?

It is my hope that people will go see Lysistrata Jones and the other shows that are coming out for the first time. The shows that were not movies first or are not getting their fifth run on Broadway. Let's give new stuff a fair shot.

Six Sentence Sunday

The brightly lit area was sparsely populated. Only the top executive Superheroes worked here—Ace Hudson, who, it seemed, was never in the office, and Wendy's boss, Draco Powers. He'd started the company a decade earlier upon graduating college and pronouncing to the world, "Yes, superpowers exist. Yes, people with them wanted to do good things; but no, his Superheroes will not be working for free or without health benefits."

Part of her job as Draco's Handler was to make certain he got paid, got enough sleep, and didn't get overbooked.

1NS Christmas Anthology Released!

Come and pick up a copy of Madame Eve's Christmas! All of the stories are so good. I promise you won't regret it! Pick up your copy here.

Could you guys vote for me?

Alpha Wolf is up for Best Shifter book at The Romance Reviews. You can find the vote here. Thanks!

Someone Help Me Out Remembering the Name/Author of a Book

Someone help me out with this. Years ago (I mean YEARS) I read a romance novel. The heroine had something wrong with her foot, she had trouble walking, but she was a painter. The hero was a bit of an overbearing jerk but he loved her. Eventually, she runs off to Paris and has his baby where he finds her at the end. Anyone remember this book except me??

Six Sentence Sunday

His heart broke every time she spoke about her expectations. “Seven, listen to me. While you’re here I’m going to feed you three meals a day. Maybe a snack too, if you want one. I’m in charge, right? You have to do what I tell you, and I’m informing you that despite what Madame says, you will eat a lot here.”

I'm Losing My Mind!

Am I the only parent out there who hates long weekends?

It is 9:11 in the morning here in New Jersey as I write this. My 3 children have, so far today, fought, destroyed their bedroom, had to clean up orange marker off the door to one of their rooms that they colored on last night, peed on the floor--twice (the 2 year old)--eaten breakfast, lost their video games, changed into their Halloween costumes, and made a mess in the basement. And those are just the things that I know about.

Today is Veterans Day and I would like to say a huge THANK YOU to the men and women of our armed forces and their families for the sacrifice they make every day for the safety of our country. You have my most deepest thanks.

It is a long weekend. That means there are 3 days until they go back to school. They were home yesterday too. If only it were possible to take them all on vacation every time they have off. But that isn't a reality.

So I'm losing my mind today and hopefully it will come back at some point. If anyone finds it, let me know.

Have you seen my pretty cover?

Release Day! Embraced--The Conditioned Book 2

Benedicte Lavelle is a single father raising two small daughters. When his neighbors put him in charge of handling the haunting that plagues their neighborhood, he has no choice but to use disreputable means in order to bring in a Conditioned ghost hunter to help with their problem. He doesn’t expect to be drawn to the young woman who arrives at his house in chains. He doesn’t expect to have his entire life thrown into upheaval when she is snatched away. Conditioned prisoner Seven-Two-Four has never had a name. She cannot read, and is scheduled to die as soon as she is returned to the Institution. The Conditioned are not considered human, but Seven can see ghost energy and she can love Ben like no one ever has before. When fate takes Seven from Ben’s arms, can he move on and find a new purpose in life or will he be forever trapped by the need to rescue those like his lost love? Genre: Paranormal, fantasy romance, urban fantasy Heat level: 3 Word count – 71k

Six Sentence Sunday

She let herself travel into the depths of its mind. Generations, millenniums really, of sorrow lay dormant there. It wasn't the being that was sorrowful—oh no—it had caused the distress and it was happy about it. So what portion of what was out there called for the soothing if not the being itself?

Charma gulped. She needed to get this done and get it out of her, and away from her family.

I'm back....

Did you all miss me? Where have I been?

Well, we had a snow storm a few days before Halloween. This is really unusual in my part of the country. Our snow usually comes a bit later in the season. I wasn't really worried. We're good with snow here. But, for some reason, this particular storm (and I've heard a lot of stories as to why this was...everything from leaves to sap freezing) broke the limbs off a lot of trees. The trees in turn took down the power lines. The power lines went down. Boom, no power for six days. But I'm lucky. Lots of others don't have it back on yet.

We went to my parents place, who had a generator. So we had heat and electricity but no cable since the storm also took out the cable.

But, I'm back now. Did ya miss me? LOL