Friday, October 28, 2016


THE GOOD: Fools Rush In, Book 3 of the Interstellar Rescue series, has launched successfully! Most of the blog tour/promo hoopla is done and life can return to normal.

THE BAD: That means I have to find a topic for this week’s blog other than my lovely new book.

THE UGLY: Always be careful what you wish for!

THE GOOD: With no trouble at all, the universe served up a perfect topic for me yesterday.

THE BAD: I didn’t have time to write about the topic on schedule yesterday because I was dealing with the actual event for four hours in the afternoon. Now I’m scrambling to meet my deadline.

THE UGLY: Said event involved a close encounter with a flatbed hauler on a narrow rural road, a slo-mo reverse off the road that left my Honda Pilot hanging with two wheels over a four-foot deep ditch, and a complicated rescue by not one, but two tow trucks.

Here’s what happened: I was driving home from town on the gravel road that leads to my house when I met the big delivery truck coming the other way. Now, Snowbird Road is too narrow for two vehicles to pass, so somebody had to back up to one of the few shoulders on the road. In most places a creek runs on either side of the road, blocking any attempt to pull off. In this case, I was about 100 yards from a driveway behind me. The truck, to be fair, would have had to negotiate a curve before he found a neighbor’s yard to pull off.

Well, we looked at each other for a minute. Then I backed up, headed for the distant driveway at about 10 mph. But I never made it. For reasons too complex to describe here, I got too close to the edge of the road and slipped off—first the left rear tire, then the left front tire in a ghastly slow-motion disaster that seemed (and was) unstoppable. The car came to rest on its frame, the left side dangling over the flowing creek, it’s terrified driver clinging to the steering wheel. I’m proud to say I did not scream.

THE GOOD: I was unhurt and the car (as it turned out) was stable.

THE BAD: OMG, I’m hanging over a freakin’ creek!

THE UGLY: The driver of the truck started to go around me and go on his merry way! I had to flag him down, as if he couldn’t see I had just driven off the flippin’ road! Seriously, little help here, guy? Finally, after much yelling and waving of arms on my part, he stopped and got out, squinting at the car and at me. “The company won’t let me pull you out with this truck,” he said. He didn’t bother to offer to help me get out of the vehicle. 

After some discussion, we settled on a plan to call various neighbors for help, including the house he’d just left, where the construction crew had a big truck with a wench. The two men who arrived with that truck were much more sympathetic (and helpful). They got me out of my dramatically tilting car, but sensibly said any attempt to pull the Pilot out might result in the car flipping over on its side into the creek. This was a job for professionals.

At last, everyone left me alone with my sadly marooned vehicle and my female neighbor down the road, who gave me a ride home. (I was less than a mile from my house.) I called my insurance company, with which I have roadside assistance.

THE GOOD: They sent a tow truck within a reasonable length of time.

THE BAD: In a literal game of “telephone,” the two people I talked to at the insurance agency misunderstood the situation and told the towing company this was a “light duty” towing job. What part of “two wheels hanging over a creek” did they not understand?

THE UGLY: One truck was clearly not enough for the job, since there is no way to stabilize the Pilot while it is being pulled up onto the road. Another truck was called for from a town about 15 minutes away. That driver took an hour to arrive.

But here is the best part. The guys from FastLane Towing and Recovery did a great job of extricating my vehicle from its precarious perch. In the end the Pilot didn’t suffer a scratch. And neither did I. The tow trucks left, I drove home and everything was as it had been. Amazing!

So, really, I’d have to say, it was all Good.

Cheers, Donna

*Oh, and if you were hoping for pictures, sorry! I use a dumb phone that takes horrible photos. It did, however, serve very nicely to call for help.

Thursday, October 27, 2016

The stuff of legend

Progress is being made with the WIP. I think I've sorted out a couple of 'gotchas' along the lines of really stupid villains, and also, let it be said, really stupid main characters. That has taken me a few days, but I'm on my way at last.

Here's a snippet to pique your interest. Lady Ednah is Olivia's wealthy grandmother. Jak is Admiral Jackson Prentiss, grandson of Lady Ednah's oldest friend. That's him on the left. Jak just checked himself out of hospital.

Lady Ednah met Jak at the front door, urging the maid to take his drugs cache off him. The old lady was like the mother he'd hardly had, fussing over him. "Are you sure they said you could come? The hospital called me and said you'd checked yourself out and you shouldn't have. And why are you in uniform?"
"I'll be fine. And I'm in uniform because I had to have something to change into. It was easiest." He grinned. "It's also useful when you want to get your own way."
She giggled. "Understood. I'm Lady Rabukka when I want something."
He let her escort him into the living room for the obligatory cup of kaff, easing himself carefully down into a chair. His ankle ached. "Where's Olivia?"
"Down in the basement, going through Xavier's papers." She tutted. "I told her you were on your way. But she does get so involved in her work. A bomb could go off down there and she wouldn't notice. I'll fetch her."
He raised his hand. "Don't. I expect I'll see her at dinner."
"Huh. I'll make sure you do."
Jak was sitting on the veranda basking in the glory of the sunset when Olivia appeared. She looked tired, her face and clothes streaked with dust. The worn work pants and long sleeved shirt did nothing to detract from her beauty.
She dropped into the chair beside him. "Hello. How are you feeling?"
"Sore. But I'll live."
She brushed a strand of hair from her face. "I'm sorry. I was an idiot."
Jak put in the missing bits. "You mean at the waterfall? Yes, you were."
She glowered at him. "I'm trying to apologize. But if you hadn't been such an up yourself plonker —"
Jak laughed out loud. "So it's all my fault. Apology accepted, lovely lady." 

They have an interesting relationship. Maybe it'll settle down over time. We'll see.

Oh - and I'm still casting around for a name. The Stuff of Legend goes down quite well with me. What do you think?

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Why Pets in Space is a Project Close to my Heart: Guest Blog by Carysa Locke

I'm beyond enthused to be one of nine authors contributing to Pets in Space, a wonderful collection of novellas and novelettes. After all, pets + space! What could be more fun than that? But along with the fun comes adventure, aliens, intrigue, excitement and compelling romantic mayhem. We're also very proud that part of the proceeds will be donated to who provide trained service dogs and companion animals free of charge for our veterans. For the next several weeks, Pets in Space authors will be guest blogging to share insights into their stories, pets, experiences and favorite things.

I'm delighted to have author Carysa Locke guest blogging today to talk about why writing a story for Pets in Space was such an important project for her.

We are a household of two cats and two dogs. Of those four pets, three are rescues. Our second rescue was Maya, an Australian Shepherd/Husky mix that came to us through a friend’s no-kill shelter. Dogs get shipped to them from other states to avoid being euthanized. Our older dog was winding down to the end of her life, so we’d been halfway looking for a puppy to get, partly to help entertain our Bengal cat Julius, who didn’t understand why his companion of twelve years was no longer interested in playing. 
This puppy came to them from Fresno, California, an entire state away. She and her sister had been found wandering the streets. Our friend thought of us as soon as she arrived, with her quiet demeanor and sweet personality. We met her, and that was that. Maya came home with us. 
But that was just the beginning. It soon became clear that whatever her experiences had been, they had left an indelible mark on Maya. She wouldn’t go outside unless one of us stepped out with her. Afraid, we think, of being shut outside and never let back in. She had strange episodes where a noise or a touch would trigger her into what we called puppy flashbacks, where she would cry inconsolably and bury her head against one of us, while refusing to let us touch her. We’re fairly certain that someone, at some time, was physically abusive towards her. 
She has a very hard time trusting humans, even those she has met and liked several times. Each time is a new opportunity to win her trust, and each time it is like starting over again. When our older dog passed away, we decided the best thing we could do for Maya would be to get a second puppy. She has improved by leaps and bounds since we did, learning to trust more quickly, and really coming into her own as a loving, happy dog. Her flashbacks are becoming fewer and more infrequent. 
It astounds me sometimes, to think about the things Maya endured before she came to us. We may never know her full story. But what we do know is that she has a happy, safe environment with us, where her biggest worries are trying to stop her herding instincts from chasing the cats on a daily basis. 
It’s hard for me to imagine that there are people out there who will abuse animals who are defenseless and unable to protect themselves, but that is exactly why projects like this one are so important. Anything that can be done to raise awareness for rescue animals, or to aid organizations that train animals to be companions for humans in need, is a great thing to be a part of. I’m proud to be involved with Pets in Space, and so excited to share my story, Escape Run, with everyone. 
Here is a small teaser, introducing my character’s pet, Ember:
Ember looked up at Teegan with a glint in her blue eyes. Her fur rippled in the wind. She was almost entirely a silver color that disappeared against the brightness of snow, but tufts of red circled her eyes like a mask, and tipped the end of her tail and each paw, as though they’d been dipped in the color. It is high summer. It does not snow in high summer, Teegan. There was a distinct tone of disapproval to the kith’s mental voice. As if she couldn’t abide the sky spitting snow in the wrong season.
Thanks so much for hosting me today.
Carysa Locke is the author of Pirate Nemesis and Pirate Bound. You can find her here:
Twitter  @carysalocke


Teegan’s job as a hunter is to track down the Talented, those driven insane by their gifts. She and Ember, her psychically gifted fox, have tracked dozens of people for Cole, the man who works to rehabilitate and recover these troubled souls. When one of Cole’s most dangerous patients escapes, Teegan and Ember are on a hunt that could prove fatal if she doesn’t keep her focus on her mission. Unfortunately, Cole is proving one distraction that might make this her last hunt if she can’t do that.
Can Teegan keep her heart and mind in the game long enough to save an entire planet’s population, or will her distraction lead to heartache – and possibly death for everyone?
Pets in Space Anthology
Release Date: October 11 2016
ISBN: 978-1-942583-40-0

Join the adventure as nine pet loving sci-fi romance authors take you out of this world and pull you into their action-packed stories filled with suspense, laughter, and romance. The alien pets have an agenda that will capture the hearts of those they touch. Follow along as they work side by side to help stop a genetically-engineered creature from destroying the Earth to finding a lost dragon; life is never the same after their pets decide to get involved. Can the animals win the day or will the stars shine just a little less brightly?

New York Times, USA TODAY, Award Winning, and Best selling authors have eight original, never-released stories and one expanded story giving readers nine amazing adventures that will capture your imagination and help a worthy charity. Come join us as we take you on nine amazing adventures that will change the way you look at your pet!

10% of the first month’s profits go to Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.
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