Sunday, 11 September 2022

Where I wonder where the week has gone.

 Happy whatever day you are reading this on.

It doesn't seem seven days since I last posted. It seems like five minutes. 

Weird, because I've not been rushing all over the place, not been particularly busy...except for playing catch up on my writing.

The words are coming slowly these days. I wonder if it's because it's the time of the year? Summer going, autumn coming? 

I love summer, but I must admit there's something about crunching through fallen leaves and then kicking them in the air. 

(Couldn't find the leaves on the ground picture so here's a tree and sunny view of my last garden instead)



 I've been cracking on with my WIP, thought I was doing ok until I realised my new specs (got to blame something) made me think I'd written 20K more than I have so now it's panic mode! I hate feeling under pressure, but at the moment, that's how I feel—and my blood pressure shows that.

It's strange how sometimes the story is shouting at me, I know exactly where it's going, but life conspires to make it damned difficult to get those words down. Like I said I've not been over busy but lots of little things have demanded my time. Things that had to be done. So writing has been in dribs and drabs and it's darned frustrating. 

Oh to have a clear few hours just to write. And drink coffee as I do. 

I have decided my motto this week is every 1k is 1k nearer those two magic words 'the end', and I'll crack on as and when I can.

Take care and thanks for reading,

love Raven xx


Sunday, 4 September 2022

When getting the words down plays second fiddle.

 Morning (or whenever) all.

If you're out there of course. 


Now I know it could well be a bit early for fizz in your neck of the woods, so here's coffee instead. 



You might be wondering why I'm celebrating after I've only written a measly 4k this week. It was 6 but 2 went into the bin. I lost the plot with my WIP. In every way possible.

The Reason? I've just enjoyed a great family week.

There was a lot of catching up both via face time and face to face. 

I did make notes for my next book in the Romansa Castle series as I waited for an appointment, did a few bullet points to remind me of things to check, and reread where I'd got to. However words down to stay were meagre and I need to get on with it.

I'm writing the book that follows The Fix Up, but they can be read 'anywhichway' as my mum would have said. Tentatively titled The Catch Up, and out in the spring. (If I get a move on)

However this week, I admitted defeat when it came to an early morning coffee with family, walks by the sea and a wander around the nearest market town or sitting at my desk, there was no contest.

And I feel better for it. Raring to write. Know exactly where the story is going and how.

So time to crack on with the next 50K 

I've got my coffee. The fizz can wait until those 50k are down and I'm happy with them.

Until next time

Happy Reading,

love, Raven xx


Wednesday, 24 August 2022

When I need to give myself a stern talking to.

 I have no idea why I'm not getting up and cracking on with the WIP. The intention is there. Swing (ok crawl) out of bed, splash cold water over my face, clean teeth head to kettle.

Put washing in machine, note where dust bunnies are. Make coffee, open lap top, get WIP ready and...

Ooh, there's the news, the crossword, the emails, the catch up on wherever and—

help that's t'other 'alf getting up and all I've managed is to read over the last paragraph I  wrote and...well you get the gist.

Two hours later, when I am writing it's time to do other things and i'm snarly at having to stop.

So, todays resolution was turn off wifi and just write.

But I thought i'd let you know my intentions, before I get stuck in.

wish me luck.

Oh and if you have read 

The Fix Up




what did you think of it? Because the next book in the series is what I'm concentrating on now. Or I will be in a minute.

Happy Reading,

Love Raven xx

Sunday, 21 August 2022

Don't faint it really is me...I think

 I've been thinking a lot recently. No not a ploy to procrastinate—I don't need one of those, I can do that easily.

The fact that somehow my blogging seems to have gone by the wayside and it shouldn't.

I love the fact I can rabbit on on here and if (pretty please) anyone wants to read it, they can. 

Does anyone? I honestly have no idea. After all I lead what I think is a very normal (boring? mundane? unexciting?) life. Unless you count the heron trying to pinch next doors fish, or watching the RAF red arrows and so on scream overhead to practice whatever they practice over the sea which is about 5 miles from us.

I'm writing, albeit a lot slower than I used to, and I seem to have gone off at a tangent a bit. Less hot. Not sure if that a good idea or not, but it's the way my mind is working at the moment. The Fix Up, my latest, is more of a rom com-chic lit sort of story. I had great fun writing it, and i'm about a third of thy way into the next book in the series. Plus I'm writing other stories with the fabulous Cassie O'Brien and it's lovely to have some one to share writing with again. 

I don't want to stop (not sure I could) but I have accepted that there are other things in life to do as well. No I don't mean moving the dust bunnies on, they haven't upset me, I ignore them. Unless we have visitors. 🤣🤣.  Lots of walks along the coast, moving house, (that was fun in lockdown—not) Sorting the new house and garden.

Reaping the rewards of the lovely husband's veg plot.

Reading. 


And best of all sorting out my new study/office/writing cave. Which is where I should be at the moment, but instead I'm sitting in the family room watching a pigeon trying to drink out of the pond and not fall in. It's a 50-50 chance at the moment.

And on that note, as it flew away, without an unexpected bath, I better get back to the WIP, or it will sulk and I'll forget what is supposed to happen next.

If anyone reads this and thinks I should get on and blog a bit more, please let me know.

Meanwhile stay safe and happy reading,

love Raven xxx


Thursday, 28 January 2021

Does this work? I'm trying... yes don't say it, I know, very trying...

 This is a sort of a test and a plea. Not for anything other than how does it read and what can you do when you see it?

 Sounds a bit weird?

It does to me, but I've been having problems posting on here, and getting it up for people to see...

So if you can see this...

please let me know... and what you can see

love Raven xx


Tuesday, 12 January 2021

Great Guest Tuesday with Megan Slayer and 10 things

What ten things? Read on to find out... 

10 Things You Should Know about Colt and Ashley from Christmas in Cedarwood! 




10. Ashley is a single father. 

 9. Colt runs the diner in Cedarwood. 

8. Colt and Ashley met when Colt overheard Ashley say the words “You’re gonna put that whole thing in your mouth?” 
 
7. Wyatt is Ashley’s biological son, fathered with his friend Danica. 

6. Colt was injured in an attempted robbery, yet he refused to close his diner. 

5. Ashley is an art teacher. 

4. Colt is a workaholic. 

3. Ashley and Colt have a secret love of kink and have a D/s relationship. 

2. Christmas is Ashley’s favorite time of year. 

1. Ashley loves old movies and named their dogs after the famous Hollywood couple, Liz and Dick (Elizabeth Taylor and Richard Burton).


Cedarwood Pride book 12




Contemporary LGBTQ Romance From Pride Publishing M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation 

Two men, one kid and the frayed nerves that come with the holidays…can they make it through to Christmas without a blow-up? 

 Colt Harrison knew when he met Ashley Willis that he’d found the one man for him. 

He loves Ashley’s son, Wyatt, as if he were his own son. But the stress of living together, compounded with buying a home and adopting pets has worn him down…not to mention the aggravation that comes with the diner he owns. He wants to make Christmas special for his family, but how can they have a great holiday when Colt’s never home? 

Ashley’s got a two-week vacation from his job at the elementary school teaching art. All he wants is time with Colt and Wyatt. He loves Colt, but not the long hours spent at the diner, especially around the holidays. Can he be honest about what he wants from Colt and keep the man he loves? 

Anything is possible if they embrace the magic of Christmas. Available from: 

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More about Megan Slayer! 

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and white hot themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been nominated at the LRC for Best Author, Best Contemporary, Best Ménage, Best BDSM and Best Anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com. When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. She’s an active member of the Friends of the Keystone-LaGrange Public library. Find out more about Megan and Wendi at: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm Sign up for the newsletter here: http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj Website, Blog, Fan Page, Amazon Author Page, Bookbub, Instagram, Goodreads, and Twitter

Saturday, 9 January 2021

A Week in the Life...Of Raven-Katy-Kera....Welcome to this new year

Welcome to this new year...

Hello 2021

Happy New Year, everyone. Let's hope it gets better eh?

Wonder what I'll be nattering about as the year goes by? 

For a start, for the first time in I don't know how many years, The lovely hubby and I didn't stop up for 'the bells'. Whether it's because after 30-odd years we're now south of the border, on our own, we'd been up early to shop and walk, or just thought, sod it lets go and get some sleep, it will still be 2021 when we get up, whatever we do, I have no idea. Nevertheless, bed  and sleep it was and we woke up to 2021.

The weather this week has been a bit different, and unusual for us. Friends 'up north' are reporting snow and big minus figures in temp. Even relatives not more tan 50 or 60 miles away have the fluffy white stuff. 

Not us, and it's a novelty. 

Mind you we've had ice—oh boy have we had ice. I got twenty yards down the road and turned back the other day. Not much of a walk.

But then we've had this... cold, windy, and chasing the cobwebs away...



and this. 

High noon in Hornsea (East Riding of Yorkshire) 



And back to ice again...

Still no snow here though we are threatened with it. The benefits of living near the coast.

Also a change after 30-odd years.

We've upped sticks. Moved near the English coast. Having a house built, and living in a rental for now. And of course lots of things that would have been useful are in storage. Lots of things that we don't really need are here with us. I've got a bikini, a summer dress and a pair of ballet flats here but not my big overlarge cashmere sweater, tatty suede Uggs or fake fur, really warm, look like a cossack hat. 

Wishful thinking or 'oh hell, get stuff packed and throw the first things I find into a suitcase'?

Probably the latter. We did move in a rush. We went from let's renovate, start painting, put the house on the market next year maybe, to having sold, bought a house (or a house in the making) to finding somewhere to rent and moving in around three months. Which also meant multiple trips to the skip, and a mega downsizing. 

Traumatic. I mean those rat-eared slippers, which I don't ever wear are practically heirlooms! And who doesn't have five copies of the same book?

However, we did it, and I must say how good it is to have toasty warm rooms throughout.

I'm writing, and enjoying it. Perhaps the lack of me time whilst we got ready to move makes me appreciate it all the more? 

Whatever, I have a book out for the first four months of the year, which is fabulous. Well, it will be if people like them.

Jan—

no date  or cover as yet, watch this space—Kera Faire The Rescuer. A Death Isle Story. (Evernight Publishing)

Feb— 

9th A little Bit Cupid box set (For one night only)

and preorder Love by the Stroke of Midnight (The Island series)

and 23rd preorder The Daisy Chain

(all Totally Bound)

March—

23rd Love by The Stroke of Midnight

April—

6th The Daisy Chain

Good eh? I'm really pleased.

Better get cracking on with some stories for the rest of the year...

along with moving house, finding out we've three times as much furniture as we have room for—

deciding how to plan a garden—

planning what goes where in my new study—

Mind you we're only at the walls up, roof on, plastering being done stage so far, but I can dream. 

And enjoy this next chapter.

Speak to you all soon,

love Raven-Katy-Kera xxx

ah ok, Raven will do, you all know they are all me ...

Stay safe and take care xxx