Wednesday's Words for April 30, 2014

I’m reasonably proud of myself, because I am an almost 60 year old woman who makes her living through this modern technology of computers and the Internet. Some women my age, whom I know personally, can’t tell a tweet from blog. They’re afraid to join Face Book because they don’t want anyone to know their business—or where they are or who they are.

They don’t care about keeping up or being in the loop, and that’s fine. That’s their choice, and they’re all happy—well, as happy as they can be, considering the fact that they are out of the loop.

However, I have to be careful not to become too proud of myself, because the moment I do...I get set down on my ass again. Case in point happened last Friday. I’d gotten up, begun my morning routine, and was minding my own business working away on my work in progress, when all of a sudden my monitor went black.

Now I should digress to tell you that this has happened as a burp three or four times in the last six months—the monitor has gone out and then come right back on again. These few glitches have been immediately followed by an error message that tells me the device driver quit, but recovered successfully.

So when this happened last Friday, I waited, confident that this was just another glitch. And I waited. Finally, I checked the connections—sort of—and even got down on the floor to ensure the darned thing was plugged in, under my desk, because the monitor light wasn’t even blinking. It was. Getting down on the floor is not something I do lightly, or easily. Getting up again is even more difficult.

There I was, with work to do, but no monitor, so I did what any reasonably-minded almost 60 year old professional author would do. I called my thirty-six year old daughter. Unfortunately, it was going to be an hour or more before she could come over and see what was wrong.

I turned off my computer, and went over to my husband’s computer. It didn’t take me long to install Dropbox on his machine. For those of you who don’t know, Dropbox is an online storage device. I use this back-up and have all my Lusty, Texas writing files in it (thank you for twisting my arm, Heather Rainier), and before my daughter could even arrive, I was working again. Boy, was I glad I could be working again!

My daughter arrived, and switched the monitors between our two computers. This would tell us if it was the monitor that was having the problem, or the tower. And...both monitors came on. Both of them. Came on. Like nothing had ever happened.

Me: Great! Ok, switch them back, please.
Daughter: I can’t right now, Mom. I’ll come back sometime tonight and do it.
Me: But...it’s not my monitor on my computer. It’s your dad’s.
Daughter: Oh, well. At least you have a monitor. Deal with it.

Actually my beloved had a very nice monitor, but it wasn’t my brighter, bigger professional author monitor.

While I had been working on my husband’s computer, I remembered all the things that I had not yet saved into Dropbox, files that I had put off uploading into it. There was my excel spreadsheet that I use to keep track of the words I’ve written, and all my picture files—the ones I use for my street team, and the ones I have of my heroes and heroines. So I proceeded to save everything else in that handy little online storage system. And then I went back to work, on my computer with my husband’s monitor. I multi-tasked as I do most days, bouncing between writing and housework. When it was time to nap, I napped. When it was time to make dinner, I did that.

Then my beloved came home—I’d been hopeful daughter would come in right then and restore my monitor, but no, she had to go right back to work. Imagine that! We ate, and then I went back to work, and my husband came in to use his computer. After a while, we actually spoke to each other.

Me: No offense, dear, but I hate your monitor.
Husband: So do I, now that I’m using yours. You can’t have it back, by the way.
Me: What do you mean, I can’t have it back? It’s my monitor!
Husband: I thought writers could understand simple sentences. I’m keeping this monitor.
Me: But I hate your monitor.
Husband: Oh well, at least it’s a monitor. Deal with it.

So I did what any reasonable almost sixty year old professional author would do. I went to the electronics store the very next day and bought myself a brand new, 27 inch professional author’s monitor. Daughter was very prompt in arriving to install it.

 If they’ve learned anything, those two, it’s that I do, in the final analysis, have my bottom line.

Love,
Morgan
http://www.morganashbury.com
http://www.bookstrand.com/morgan-ashbury

New Release - ENGINEERING HER RACY PLEASURE - Racy Nights 11

I'm so pleased to announce a new release!! ENGINEERING HER RACY PLEASURE is book 11 in my Racy Nights series!!

You can read more about the Racy Nights series on my WEBSITE, but for now, here is a brief overview for old and new Racy Nights fans alike...

Welcome to Racy Indiana, population 10,467 (give or take a few) and founded in 1898. Located in northwest Indiana, a branch of the Iroquois River runs through the town, and miles of wind turbines dot the landscape.

On Riverfront Drive you’ll find the Racy Animal Clinic, owned and operated by sexy vet Dustin Alexander, and where Annalise Kerr brought in her cat Shadow for a checkup. While backing out of the parking space after Dustin asked her out, she nearly collided with the unmarked police cruiser driven by Detective Chad Bristol.

Also now located on Riverfront Drive is Luke's Bar. It was in the original location on Market Street where gorgeous Luke Rodriguez spent most of his time, until he met Alexa Monahan, that is. Alexa moved to Racy from Manhattan, where she worked in a sex shop with Racy native Kari Tye.

If you walk along Riverfront toward downtown Racy, you’ll come to Market Street, the heart of Racy’s historic district. The buildings here were all original, and the business owners lovingly maintained them. They're nearly restored now after an EF3 tornado destroyed most of them last May.

Kari had been gone for fifteen years, but last October she returned. She and Alexa opened Tye Me Up just before Christmas, Racy’s first and only sex shop, out on Lawnview Drive.

Noah Wells, a research and development specialist at Notus Power, the company that owns and operates the wind turbines just outside of Racy, helped keep Kari safe from trouble that followed her home. And what he couldn't accomplish, sexy Adison Kincaid, head of security at Notus, certainly did.

As for Alexa, she not only has Luke looking after her, but also heroic Chase Taylor, the Racy Building Commissioner. He’s the reason Kari and Alexa were able to open their shop in the once-beautiful century home that had been scheduled for demolition. Now restored to its former majesty, the upstairs of the house is living quarters for Alexa and her Doms, while the shop is on the main floor.

Lawnview Drive is now the site of multiple homes being built to resemble Tye Me Up. They'll each contain an upscale shop to make this area of Racy the hottest new shopping district.

Around the corner from Market Street is Main Street, where you’ll find the courthouse and City Hall. J Lo lookalike Marisol Santiago is a court reporter who got more than she bargained for when she became accidentally involved again with old boyfriend Rafe Rodriguez, and Ellis McCree, the city building inspector, at the same time. Rafe is Luke’s older brother, and Ellis is cousin to Maddox McCree, who owns and operates the local BDSM club out of his mansion on Birch Lane.

Maddox’s mysterious and slightly shady past was the subject of much speculation among Racy’s residents, until psychologist Julie Carruthers attended a surprise birthday party for Alexa at Maddox’s club and chipped a hole in the armor surrounding Maddox.

Things really got interesting inside City Hall. Former mayor Bernie Crumb was indicted on charges of murder, among other things, and sexy Dom Zach Kincaid is now Racy's mayor. Former IT department head Gina Santori keeps Zach on his toes, and she keeps detective Harrison Kelly happy as well, serving as a sub to both men. She also is part of Giolanna Design Solutions, the company she, Annalise, and Olivia Kelly started last summer.

If you circle around Main Street over to Ash Lane and head for the river, you’ll eventually wind up back on Riverfront, where The Fit Bod, Racy’s gym, stands in stark contrast to the quaint old buildings in and around that area. It’s a bold, modern design that hunky Evan Rydell designed and co-owns with Thayer Denning. Evan and Thayer don’t mind sharing sub Cherilyn Barker, who now works alongside them.

And Olivia Kelly, Harrison’s sister and Cherilyn’s friend, had plenty to do outside being part of Giolanna Design Solutions once she met Racy Fire Chief Cameron Sinclair and Racy Fire Inspector Storm Jamison. Talk about things heating up!

So come on in and take a stroll through Racy with its spunky heroines and drop-dead gorgeous heroes. This is small town America, and Racy residents gossip as much as anyone, but when the crap hits the fan, they’re there for each other. From ex-Doms and serial killers, to ex-wives and AWOL soldiers, and all the way to tornadoes and arsonists, Racy has its share of trouble, but our heroes are on hand to make sure no harm comes to their heroines.

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When Harper Montgomery moves to Racy and joins the marketing team at Notus, she’s pursued by sexy mechanical engineers and Doms, Lee Parker and Mason Sinclair. But when her ex-boyfriend’s cyber stalking becomes serious after he turns up in Racy, her new life is filled with danger.

Lee Parker loved once and had his heart broken. He’s drawn to Harper because of her humor and sexy curves, but can he give away his heart again? And can he share her with his co-worker and best friend? Mason Sinclair is devoted to his work and has always shied away from falling in love. But all that changes when he meets Harper. He has no problem sharing her with Lee, or with the way his heart flutters whenever she’s around.

But when Harper’s ex-boyfriend breaks into Mason’s house one night during a storm, Harper is alone, and her ex is out for revenge. Can Mason and Lee reach her in time?

Gary Reed finds a like-minded musician in Ava, and doesn’t mind sharing her with Jake. But when Ava’s ex-Dom shows up too close to home, will Gary lose the woman he loves to her past?

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Angelic Forecast ~ #295

I grin. Life is never dull with my lion man.

With a wave of my hand I activate the small flight vehicle hidden beneath a banyan like tree. As I move toward it, I wonder what would happen if Earthers knew the truth about Mars, if we joined together to take back the solar system, to take back freedom.

***

I awake with a start. My hand reaches out for Moon Dream, my wolf companion, and I stroke her lush fur. She noses my hand kindly as I recline and calm my breathing.

Dhuroth is on a critical mission as an ambassador. One of the sentient races on Mars has called a summit meeting to resolve longstanding territorial issues.

As I let my eyelids slip shut, I feel my lion man mentally embrace me. 'My one woman,' he telepaths.

'Dhuroth,' I return, letting my passion flow to him, then surround him. 'How is it going?'

'Ruthless,' he replies. 'Yet, progress has been achieved.'

'Good. I am with you in spirit.'

'My kiss is with you, my Sh’raka.'

His tender, ethereal kiss presses against my lips for moments, then my lion man is gone.

TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~

Now, The Time of Fire... the Cleansing, the Purifying of Earth ... or, the explosion-implosion coming against the dark-side Vipers.

Watch the extreme fireworks.

On the AWAKENING front, three major shifts in consciousness are here, and spreading like a welcome tsunami. The idea that a 'just peace' is sustainable and workable for humankind becomes a strongly held vision, and a real possibility for many.

As well, the sacredness of ALL LIFE fills many like a rejuvenating elixir. Now, those who desire and recognize this truth become wayshowers during the chaotic-despotic times ahead.

On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' slice their lightblades through the darkest sorcery of the Viper magicians. White-gold light floods through the cracks, gradually dissipating this epic evil.

Also, despite the electronic fog meant to destroy the higher psychic abilities of humankind, in the end this will backfire. For, any frequency can be changed or altered to enhance magickal abilities instead.

On the personal front, this week will likely be about looking at the past in order to solve certain troublesome situations. Doing this will allow you to move forward quickly.

Also, a new Divine frequency is being introduced to Earth, one of joy. This is meant to assist all of us in connecting to one another, and to Mother Nature. Often this 'joy' will be experienced through your pets, and in the wild critters you encounter -- especially the birds.

Further this week, an exceptional opportunity may come your way. However, before you act on it, wisdom dictates you check below the surface for feeding sharks.

On the land changes front, EXTREME ALERT! For the next several months the planet alters her internal composition rapidly.

Thus, the forecast from last week continues: "Here Come the Solar Flares and the Landslides..." also, from a prior forecast: "Volcanos, Earthquakes, Superstorms! ... the cyclic change of planet Earth quickens yet again.  This is worldwide. 

The earthquake activity on the ring of fire continues advancing northward. At this time, several areas close to, and in California, are in danger of severe quakes. However, this is being mitigated *somewhat* by Benevolent forces.

*Currently* there are two possible future scenarios for California and the Pacific Northwest. Either a long series of devastating quakes, volcanic activity, and land upheavals.... or, a shorter period with several large destructive quakes and lesser land changes. However, as always, the future is fluid. Wisdom lies in preparing for the worst."

HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Year Without a Summer: Other large volcanic eruptions (with VEI at least 4) around this time were: 1812, La Soufrière on Saint Vincent in the Caribbean 1812, Awu in the Sangihe Islands, Indonesia 1813, Suwanosejima in the Ryukyu Islands, Japan 1814..."

On the paranormal front, with the coming times, more of us will meet the angel of death quicker. As this crossover to the other side escalates, communication between those here, and those who have passed on, will become more common -- almost like picking up the phone and saying 'hi'.

Meanwhile, all things strange and weird keep coming out of the supernatural closet. Likely, this summer, there will be an increase in pterodactyl and thunderbird sightings. And that's only the beginning. 


THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~

Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.

WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS

~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~

World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.

Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.

Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.

Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?

Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.

Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.

Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?

***

It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.

Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.

He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.

[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
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Author Discovery by BookStrand author, Lindsay Townsend.
~~~

~ HAVE A MAGICKAL WEEK ~

Kisses from Savanna Kougar...

~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

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All Shades of Blue Paradise
[World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book 1]

When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
[Winter Solstice 2012, Book 1]

Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
[New Atlantis Trilogy, Book 1]

Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
[Chrontropolis, Book 1]

Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print

Branded by the Texans ~ IN PRINT ~ A Siren-BookStrand Bestseller!
[Three Star Republic]

Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~  What happens when two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds find just the right witch for Halloween? ~ Ebook and In Print.

Life With Baby Doll: The ManLove Connection

WARNING:  The links contained within this post will take you to sites with content for mature readers only.  However, this post is suitable for a PG audience. 

Due to the fact that this week's Life With Baby Doll post contains adult language and themes, I am only posting a summary on this blog.  The full segment can be viewed in it's entirety on my Website at the following link: The ManLove Connection.  

In the ManLove connection that I share with my partner, John, I have learned it is more than just the physical joining of bodies, but the emotional union of men sharing their love. 

I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period. 

Andrew Jericho is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing  and LGBTQ rights activist.  All of his work can be found at:  Andrew Jericho.  For questions or comments please e-mail him at:  authorandrewjericho@gmail.com.

The Weekend Boyfriend on ManLove Authors

WARNING:  The links contained within this post will take you to sites with content for mature readers only.  However, this post is suitable for a PG audience.

Both men remained silent as Drew continued his visual exploration of the man sitting at his dining table. Samuel was a work of art, a perfect specimen of the male anatomy. Taking another sip of beer, Drew smiled, as his eyes stole a taste of heaven. His taste. ~ Teaser from The Weekend Boyfriend

My latest M/M erotic romance short story, The Weekend Boyfriend, has been published at Siren-BookStrand‘s ManLove Authors Website! Read the short story at:  The Weekend Boyfriend by Andrew Jericho. *Content for mature readers only.*

Be sure to check out inspirational photos for Drew and Samuel on my Pinterest board, Short Story Character Extras.

If you liked this short story and want to read others by me visit the Free Reads tab on my Website. These shorts were first published by Siren-BookStrand on ManLove Authors.

I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.

 photo credit:  ManLove Authors

Andrew Jericho  is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing  and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR.  All of his work can be found at:  Andrew Jericho.  For questions or comments please e-mail him at:  authorandrewjericho@gmail.com.

Wednesday's Words for April 23, 2014

In about two and a half weeks, Mr. Ashbury and I will be leaving, destination New Orleans and the RT Booklovers’ Convention. This will be my 7th, and my final, attendance at this event.

The first time I went to RT, I was an aspiring author, with an appointment to pitch my novel—the first I had written specifically to sell, but in fact the 10th novel I had written—to the publisher of Siren Publishing. I was by turns excited and nervous. I had never pitched a novel before. My husband and my daughter made the trip with me, and once there in Daytona Beach, I was in the company of good friends, including Kelley Armstrong.

This was at the ‘dawn’—or within a few years of it—of e-publishing. E-books hadn’t yet taken off. But I thought, here was an opportunity for me to realize my life-long dream of becoming a published author.

 Of course, after getting home, sending my manuscript, receiving it back and fixing something known as “head hopping”, and then returning it again, Siren offered to publish it.

A lot has happened since that first RT. The publishing industry continues to evolve and change, and those involved in the industry—either directly or on the periphery—must change with it.

When I first attended this convention as a published author I had only that first book and I felt on top of the world (that feeling lingers). With every subsequent convention, my backlist has grown, as has my readership. And as an author, I began to notice subtle differences between my career in e-publishing, and what I could see of the careers of the traditional “print published” authors that I knew.

I think the biggest difference would have to be the readers we attract, themselves. My books are published on line, as it were—and are available not only through my publisher but also through Amazon and Barnes & Noble and other e-book sellers. One can read my novels on their PCs, kindles, nooks, kobos, ipads, and tablets and even on their phones!. They are also available in trade paperback, and I do have some loyal readers who prefer the printed book. But even those wonderful souls found me on line. I have a Face Book page for me, and my “alter ego” Cara Covington has a “fan page”. I have a street team, which is a “secret” Face Book group.

I am blessed to be able to tell you that I have an active, and caring relationship with many of my readers, and that happens on line. They ask me questions, and I answer them. We chat, and while I don’t spend a lot of time doing that, it’s a vital part of being an author of e-books— and a vital part of my program.

In the beginning, I attended RT in order to make contact with readers. This convention was in fact major “promotional” effort of the year. Attending this convention is not for the faint of wallet. And while I can write the expenses off my taxes, it is still a considerable amount of money to come up with. Those first few years, we traveled there on my husband’s vacation pay. It’s not just the cost of registration, which is about mid-range for a convention of it’s kind. There’s also the cost of the hotel room, our meals, and my scooter which I rent so that I can get to where I need to be during the event.

This year, in New Orleans, we’ll finally be meeting face to face with some of my fabulous readers who are on my street team. We’ll have dinner, and hang out, and I will cherish every moment of that. These are people who are coming to RT so that they can meet me. How incredibly cool is that?

But this will be my last time to attend RT as a function, because it no longer, on its own, accomplishes the purpose of bringing me to my readers. The average attendee still tends to read only, or primarily print books.

I have a global online presence and it is there—in the hallowed halls of cyberspace, where my readers and I connect. There may be other conferences and conventions for me down the road at some point. There will most definitely be more trips to Texas, and more writing retreats. I am open to new experiences.

I’m grateful to the organizers of the RT convention, because it was attending that first one that brought me to my publisher.

But the time has come to say good bye to traditions that are no longer working for me.

 Love,
Morgan
http://www.morganashbury.com
http://www.bookstrand.com/morgan-ashbury

Release Day for The Secret Agent's Captive by Jan Bowles

It's release day for 

The Secret Agent's Captive

[Siren LoveEdge: Erotic Contemporary Romance, spanking, food play, HEA]

When thirty-nine-year-old, best-selling author and former CIA agent, Mitchell Brenna, agrees to meet a colleague he hasn’t seen in years, his world is turned upside down. What should have been a happy reunion turns into a nightmare scenario, when he discovers his old CIA partner dying from a gunshot wound. Wrongly accused of his murder, and with the worst snowstorm to hit Washington State in a century, Mitch takes refuge in a remote cabin, hoping that somehow he can clear his name.

After finding her long-term boyfriend in bed with her sister, twenty-seven-year-old journalist, Hannah Philips, heads toward her parents' cabin in the Glacier Peak Wilderness, hoping to lick her wounds and figure out what she wants from life. What she doesn’t expect to find is her favorite author M K Brenna on the run from the police, and intent on holding her captive. 

When two people from different worlds unavoidably collide, sparks fly as suspicion and sexual desire battle for supremacy. 

Buy Link from Bookstrand

Angelic Forecast ~ #294

On watch, the other mares and stallions surround them and take turns grazing on the whip-like grasses, and on the odd blue florescent blooms. They are smaller than many Earth breeds -- more the size of large ponies. However, these horses own a wiry elegance, a muscular strength, that is wonderful to behold.

And their eyes are not darkly colored, but a blazing green ... close to emeralds yet different, with a bluish cast. My lion man tells me the breed was originally imported from a nearby planetary system, several ages ago.

I smile. 

Once the sun glows golden and splashes on the rocky ridge quite a distance away, I rise, my time of serenity over. Back to the maddening Martian world. With the constant attacks and war maneuvering by various off worlders, including corporate-sponsored troops... well, life is never dull.

I grin. Life is never dull with my lion man.

With a wave of my hand I activate the small flight vehicle hidden beneath a banyan like tree. As I move toward it, I wonder what would happen if Earthers knew the truth about Mars, if we joined together to take back the solar system, to take back freedom.

TO BE CONTINUED...
~~~~~~

ANGELIC FORECAST ~

Flashpoint: the coming CHAOS of the dark leaders in opposition to the bright light of mass AWAKENING. Now the world-stage drama unfolds at a quickening pace.

On the AWAKENING front, now those who remain ignorant about the underlying diabolical dynamics in play, are swept up in the tidal wave of events. For, the warning has been given, and the torrential downpour is here. The flashflood is coming.

On the land changes front, Here Come the Solar Flares and the Landslides... also, from the prior forecast: "Volcanos, Earthquakes, Superstorms! ... the cyclic change of planet Earth quickens yet again."  This is worldwide.

The earthquake activity on the ring of fire continues advancing northward. At this time, several areas close to, and in California, are in danger of severe quakes. However, this is being mitigated *somewhat* by Benevolent forces.

*Currently* there are two possible future scenarios for California and the Pacific Northwest. Either a long series of devastating quakes, volcanic activity, and land upheavals.... or, a shorter period with several large destructive quakes and lesser land changes. However, as always, the future is fluid. Wisdom lies in preparing for the worst.

On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' surround humankind with beneficent frequencies, dispelling much of the sorcery darkness as cast by the Viper magicians. For, the spinning lightblades of the Mages radiate protection and universal love.

This week is about watching and experiencing the magic of Nature in all of her Spring glory. Out of this rises the magick within you. For, you and Mother Nature are co-creators of life on beautiful Earth.

On the personal front, this will be a strange week for some because likely odd happenings will abound. The frequencies are a-changing as the influence of the Aquarian Age strengthens. This means a period of adjustment is ahead for most of us. Take it slow, but grab the unusual opportunities coming your way.

Now 'freedom' is the calling card for many who want to spread their wings and fly in new directions. At the same time, the idea of a closer community beckons and this could be expressed with growing gardens where all participate. Choose the paths that best express who you are, and what you can contribute.

On the truth front, now at superspeed, the past reveals itself to humankind. One example: the planet, Mars, is in the spotlight. From the Coast to Coast am radio show: "Mars Special~Date 04-10-14~Guests: Mike Bara, Dr. John Brandenburg, George J. Haas, J.P. Levasseur, Michael E. Salla ~ In this special evening, five guests discussed anomalies and possible ancient artifacts on Mars. ~coasttocoastam.com/show/2014/04/10~

During this year, there will be further revelations around Mars and abundant life in the solar system at large. A lot of this info will be from whistleblowers and underground sources. However, there is a GOOD force at work on behalf of humanity because knowledge about our true origins is the key to a far better future.

On the paranormal front, a crash-boom-bang of consciousness as more AWAKEN to the greater, dimension-filled universe around us all. At this time, more strange creatures will be observed across the globe, and reported by avid cryptid hunters. Ultimately, this will include some species of dinosaurs thought extinct.

HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Is THIS Nessie? ~ Apple maps satellite image spots 'creature swimming' below surface of Loch Ness. The photographs were captured by two different amateur Nessie hunters scanning different satellites on their iPhone and iPads."— Mirror.co.uk ~mirror.co.uk/news/weird-news/loch-ness-monster-spotted-satellite-3428130~ 

THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~

Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.

WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS

~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~

World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.

Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.

Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.

Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?

Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.

Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.

Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?

***

It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.

Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.

He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.

[Angelic Fantasy Erotic Romance]
~~~~~~

~~~ EBOOK & IN PRINT ~~~ a former #1 on Siren-BookStrand’s bestseller list

Author Discovery by BookStrand author, Lindsay Townsend.
~~~

~ HAVE A MAGICKAL WEEK ~

Kisses from Savanna Kougar...

~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~

Siren-BookStrand Author of ~

All Shades of Blue Paradise
[World of the Blue Pearl Moon, Book 1]

When a Good Angel Falls ~ In Print
[Winter Solstice 2012, Book 1]

Murder by Hair Spray in Gardenia, New Atlantis ~ In Print
[New Atlantis Trilogy, Book 1]

Her Insatiable Dark Heroes ~ In Print
[Chrontropolis, Book 1]

Stallion of Ash and Flame ~ In Print

Branded by the Texans ~ IN PRINT ~ A Siren-BookStrand Bestseller!
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Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds ~  What happens when two of Hades’ most mission-accomplished Hellhounds find just the right witch for Halloween? ~ Ebook and In Print.

Life With Baby Doll: My Taste of Heaven

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On March 25th, I shared on my Facebook Timeline that John was scheduled for an appointment with a rheumatologist. During the visit, he had a physical evaluation, blood work, and X-rays. Due to the fact that he has a non-specific autoimmune disorder and psoriasis, his GP suspected psoriatic arthritis last fall, prompting the visit to the specialist.

While the rheumatologist suspects that he has psoriatic arthritis as well, there is no definitive test for it. X-rays will only show damage to his joints. She believes that he will benefit from a low dose of  Methotrexate (chemo-med) in combination with a prescription dose of folic acid. Neither John, nor I, are comfortable with the drug, as we don’t believe the benefits outweigh the risks.

His blood work and X-Rays revealed everything that we’ve already known about his chronic conditions.  After viewing the test results, the doctor formally prescribed the Methotrexate and Folic Acid combination this past week. I have not picked the prescriptions up from the pharmacy, as they were called in by her nurse.

There is an “alternative medicine” that has worked in the past, 100 percent, in clearing John’s psoriasis and helping with his pain. However, certain doctors that he now sees for other conditions require urine tests. Arkansas is not a liberal state, such as Washington and Colorado, on such matters. John and I are both supporters of Medical Marijuana.

On the same day that we received the call concerning the new medications, the rheumatologist also wants to schedule John for an MRI.  Baby Doll hates that test, as he does not like to be in small spaces and lying flat on his back for long periods of time is uncomfortable.  Luckily, Hot Springs has an open facility.

I wrote about one of John’s flares in an April 6th, Life With Baby Doll post. Since them, similar episodes have been occurring, with the most recent lingering.  He goes through periods of spikes and lulls, as expected with the nature of the conditions. His next appointment with the rheumatologist is April 28th.  At that time, we will return to discuss more options.

Yesterday, I had returned home from errands to find John sitting on our bed.  His expression broke my heart.  As a man who is used to fixing what is broken, I have never come to terms with the fact that I cannot fix Baby Doll’s body, not that I haven’t and continue to try.  I don’t give up easily and not without a fight.  So I pulled him close, as I knew his guard would dissolve in my arms.

“I’m sorry, Andrew.”

“You’re got nothing to be sorry for, Baby Doll. I promise we’ll get through this together.  I’m reading new articles everyday about what’s going on in your body.  There is something out there to help you, and I will find it.”

“I’m tired of the flares…of never knowing when.  I couldn’t even go with you today.”

“Your spirit was with me.  I always feel you beside me when we are not together.”

“I don’t want to drag you down, Casanova.”

“There has never been a moment with you that I have regretted.  Remember what you told me our first Christmas together?  That I was your heart and home.  John, you’re mine.  I would also walk through any circumstance with you, just so I could prove that I could pull us out on the other side.”  

“Are you going to kiss me, because it looks like you are?” John asked in a flamboyant tone.

“And you shouldn’t ask your top rhetorical questions,” I replied. 

As we continued to sit together on our bed, I gently pulled him onto my lap. I placed one hand around his body, as the other cradled the back of his head.  I made sure that my kiss was tender, passionate, and laced with the knowledge that I am a man who keeps his word.

Later that night, after the house was quiet, I pulled Baby Doll into my arms again.  This time we were lying in our bed.  Tangling our legs, I held my partner close.

Often before falling asleep, we like to talk or read together. I am a romantic man who has a love of literature and poetic verse.  There are a few special poems dedicated to memory, just in case opportunities like the one on Saturday night arise.  I have found that handsome twinks, like the one that was lying in my arms, can be vulnerable to romantic words. Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXIX  more than fit the intended meaning of the emotions behind my kiss earlier.  The last two lines are reminders that love's desire always sees the best in everything. Particularly, when John has always been my little taste of Heaven.

“For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
   That then I scorn to change my state with kings.”

~ William Shakespeare

To learn more about John and I visit: Life With Baby Doll.  Due to the increasing popularity of the Life With Baby Doll series, I have created the permanent tab on my Website that contains information concerning the intense and passionate love affair that I share with my partner, John Jericho.

I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.

Andrew Jericho is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-Bookstrand Publishing  and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR.  All of his work can be found at:  Andrew Jericho.  For questions or comments please e-mail him at:  authorandrewjericho@gmail.com.

Andrew Kinley is now Andrew Jericho

In May, 2013 when Siren-BookStrand stopped publishing my books under the name Anita Kinley and began to release titles as A K Kinley, that was a temporary solution until I was ready to publicly come out as a gay transman and begin the legal name change process, to Andrew Kyle Jericho.

Since my partner and I came out together in September, 2013, we have been researching the name change process.  As of right now, we have put those steps in motion.  My partner’s name is John Jericho.  As a business move, we are wanting to put his business venture and my writing under one last name. In addition, as a family, we desire to have the same last name for us and our two children.  

What can you expect from this change? The most obvious, and the most important to me, is that we will be the Jericho Family.  I like hearing my partner saying the words, “Andrew and John Jericho.”  In addition, I will not be submitting any more books to Siren-BookStrand under the name  A K Kinley, but under Andrew Jericho.  As readers, you already know that I go by the first name Andrew on my Website and Social Media, so I hope it will not be too great a change.

My publisher is already aware of my intentions and has made the necessary changes.  For that, I wish to thank everyone at Siren-BookStrand for their understanding and professionalism in dealing with me.  After I make this announcement public, I will begin the process of changing my last name across my Website and different Social Media platforms.

While changing a name on most Social Networking sites is fairly simply, making the updates to my Website will be more complicated.  I will be obtaining a new domain under andrewjericho.com and transferring all files.  Once the process is complete I will let all of my readers know, but until then continue to follow my work at:  akkinley.com.

This name change means a great deal to both myself and John.  It is something that we have desired since we became life partners twenty-two years ago.  I am am happy to be able to share it with all of you.

I enjoy hearing from all of my readers, and look forward to your e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.

Andrew Jericho  is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-BookStrand Publishing  and LGBTQ rights activist based in Hot Springs, AR.  All of his work can be found at:  A K Kinley.  For questions or comments please e-mail him at authorakkinley@gmail.com.

Wednesday's Words for April 16, 2014

In last week’s Wednesday’s Words, I made a casual reference to our cat window and racoons that I’ve been asked about. Despite the fact that this represents something I’m not very proud of, I decided that I should satisfy people’s curiosity about the matter.

I consider myself a fairly intelligent woman. I went to university, and I never got a grade under a B plus. I exercise my brain regularly – not only through my profession which requires me to research, and then construct plots that work and characters that enchant. But I also do various hand to eye co-ordination, puzzle, and strategy games.

My motto is use it or lose it, and while my body seems determined to be on a downward slope, I’ll be damned if my brain will be.

But every once in a while, and usually about the time I’m feeling rather proud of myself and my abilities and accomplishments, I demonstrate that mentally speaking, it’s possible I’m not all that high up on the food chain after all.

We have a cat window. When we purchased this cat window, my beloved installed it into a piece of finished pine, and cut that piece of pine to fit our small kitchen window—the one beside the back door, and adjacent to the kitchen counter. He then further installed another piece of that finished pine as a “shelf”, so that the cat could have a place to stand going out, or coming in, that was quite a bit wider than the window sill it covered.

You know how real estate sales people are known for saying, “location, location, location”? Well, that kitchen counter close to the cat window—that is where we have always had the cat’s kibble dish. It’s an out of the way place, and it’s off the floor—because as we’ve always had cats, so too, we’ve always had dogs.

Word had apparently gotten around the animal neighborhood that there was a twenty-four seven restaurant, with easy access and reasonable prices—free. From time to time, when we had our last cat—Boots, and my daughter’s cat, Crash, we would also find ourselves entertaining “interloper kitties”. I don’t mean the one we have one on a regular basis. His name is MoJo and he used to be my daughter’s cat, too. He would come from time to time for food and cream and treats. Still does, in fact.

But there were other “interloper” kitties, some I’d never seen before. I’d hear the cat window, know my cats were indoors and asleep, and look into the kitchen to see an unfamiliar cat chowing down on Meow Mix. I never really minded that too much. Our old dog, Rochie, would sometimes object most vociferously. Sometimes the cats would too. But when they did, or the instant either my beloved or I came into the kitchen, the guest cat would leave, post-haste.

Then we lost our old kitties, who are waiting at the rainbow bridge for us, became inheritors of our new kitty who chose us to live with, and of course, we got Mr. Tuffy.

Mr. Tuffy takes great exception to other animals coming into the house. When MoJo pops in, we have to keep the dog in arms until the kitty is finished with his tuna, cream, and treats. Not a problem really, and it’s been a long time since there has been any other cats dining at Chez Ashbury.

But cats aren’t the only feral night creatures looking for an easy meal. One night, I got out of bed—the dog hadn’t even awakened—and headed to the bathroom. I heard the sound of the cat window swing wide and loud—and I thought, oh, a kitty! I went to the door to look out the window, and it wasn’t a kitty that glared back at me for so rudely interrupting it’s feast. It was a racoon!

After I made sure the cat was in, I “blocked” that cat window. And did so the next night. I used a seven kilogram tub of cat litter, and felt secure. Until the next morning, when I discovered the litter on the floor, the cat food dish empty—and the lid pried of the plastic container containing the dog’s kibble bag, the bag taken out, slashed, and emptied, too.

I frantically looked for and tried out other methods to “block” the cat window—there was no latch, of course. That had broken off years before. What to do, what to do? I didn’t want a racoon coming into my house!

And then it suddenly occurred to me. I went over to the window where the cat window had been installed, lifted it...and pulled out the insert.

Friends, I stood there, window closed, insert in hand, and thought of all the stormy cold winter days over the last decade or so, when I’d tried to block the wind with one method or another, and wished I could do so much more effectively.

Nope, I’m afraid I’m not very high up on the food chain at all.

Love,
Morgan
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Angelic Forecast ~ #293

"The champions win for now," I say.

"Yes, for now, my one woman," Dhuroth tenderly purrs close to my ear. "How about some dinner? I wish to take you to one of my favorite food gatherings on Mars."

I turn in his embrace, my smile meeting his powerful gaze. "With some of your tastes in food, should I trust you?" I banter.

"Only if you want to eat," he teases. "No Martian yak," he promises, as we dive our gazes into each other, and feast on each other's souls.

***

"Freedom," I murmur. "A breath of freedom. Finally."

I stand atop a ridge overlooking a Martian wildland, a prairie type of land where a herd of wild horses still roam. Most of them are an ancient breed once found in China, and are variant colors of Appaloosas.

Enjoying, I lower myself to the ground on what Dhuroth calls a comfort pad. The foals frisk and play while their mother's graze, keeping one eye on their babies.

On watch, the other mares and stallions surround them and take turns grazing on the whip-like grasses, and on the odd blue florescent blooms. They are smaller than many Earth breeds -- more the size of large ponies. However, these horses own a wiry elegance, a muscular strength, that is wonderful to behold.

And their eyes are not darkly colored, but a blazing green ... close to emeralds yet different, with a bluish cast. My lion man tells me the breed was originally imported from a nearby planetary system, several ages ago.

I smile.

TO BE CONTINUED...
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ANGELIC FORECAST ~

Now ... The Breath of Freedom Becomes a Windstorm Across the World

Now ... The Rise of the Renegades Goes Full Force ... From a prior forecast: "However, as the liberty culture rises, and the renegades resist... as the people swarm onto the land and live off the grid, this will 'eventually' become impossible, overall. The battle looms ahead."

On the magickal, mystical front, this week the 'Mages of Ages Lost' brandish their lightblades and surround the good, good cosmic vibrations meant to uplift and enliven humankind toward their rightful destiny. This, because the dark-force magicians loose another monster wave of evil meant to obscure this incoming LIGHT.

This week, now knowledge about 'the magickal force' of Mother Earth and the Divine naturally heightens, and empowers the people. In the long run, this will bring about profound and beneficial changes.

On the personal front, a long week ahead for some of us as we look for ways to improve our life conditions, and to help others. However, INSPIRATION is our good friend this week. Make the most of it by letting your innate creativity surface, and produce results.

This week, the first of two Blood Moons happens on April 15th. Several dynamics will be brought into play on the planet. However, in the personal realm this is a maker and breaker of longtime relationships for *some* of us.

On the positive side, attraction could grow because people suddenly see -- by the lunar-eclipse moonlight -- wonderful talents and abilities, and the true good character of another. Or, what they have been blind to before.

On the negative side, deep dark secrets could be revealed that will finally undermine a relationship. Take special care to know the full truth before ending any long-standing partnership.

HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Total lunar eclipse: ‘Blood moons’ to begin April 15
The term "blood moon" is a colorful description of the reddish-orange appearance of the moon during a total lunar eclipse. — Science Recorder "

On the paranormal front, everything about what has been called the 'paranormal and supernatural world' intensifies dramatically this week. You may have paranormal type experiences for the first time. Or, the frequency of these events simply quickens.

Also, from this point forward, irrefutable evidence will be brought forth about certain paranormal occurrences, and also about Big Foot. However, likely the lapdog media will do all in their te-lie-vision power to obfuscate this evidence, and poo-poo it as nonsensical. That is, after the sensational headlines.

On the AWAKENING front, like a determined herd of wild horses, the free spirit of humanity races, thunders across the world -- as proven by the stand of Cliven Bundy, and his BRAVE ONES supporters. Despite the presstitute media's deception and lies, the flames of liberty have been fanned, and live ever stronger in the hearts and minds of humankind.

HEADLINE-SNIPPET: "Historic! Feds Forced to Surrender to American Citizens
Infowars.com | Supporters of Nevada cattle rancher Cliven Bundy advanced on a position held by BLM agents despite threats that they would be shot at.
Alternative media upstages lamestream media in world-class coverage of historic Bundy Ranch showdown"  

On the land changes front, Volcanos, Earthquakes, Superstorms! ... the cyclic change of planet Earth quickens yet again.

Some of this past week's Earthquake-Volcano HEADLINES:

Over 100 Earthquakes Reported in Last 2 Weeks in Washington, Oregon
Earthquake Near Challis Biggest in Idaho Since 2005
7.3 Powerful Earthquake Hits Near Papua New Guinea
6.1 Earthquake and 5.1 Aftershock Shake Nicaragua's Western Coast
6.0 Magnitude Earthquake Strikes Chile
Active Earthquake Movements in the Ring of Fire
4.1 Quake Shakes Oklahoma Thursday
EARTHQUAKE SHALLOW IN THE AZORES 4.7 -THIS IS CRITICAL AREA TO WATCH ALONG WITH THE CANARY ISLANDS
DANGEROUS QUAKE ALONG FUKUSHIMA COASTLINE 4.9
MEGA QUAKE IN THE SOLOMON ISLANDS 8.3-- RELATIVELY SHALLOW 6.2 MILES
Massive Solomon Quake Shifts Indo-Australian Plate, Again!!!
Second LARGE EQ--M7.4 - 111km S of Kirakira, Solomon Islands-Should we expect a third?
Peru volcano spews white-hot rocks
New Surge in Activity, Strombolian Explosions at Tungurahua Volcano
Congo's Nyamulagira Volcano to Erupt Soon 

THIS FORECAST IS CONTINUED AT *TITLE MAGIC* ~titlemagic.blogspot.com~

Angelic blessings from Volcano & Sedona
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Warning!!! The global elite [New World Order] does not want *you* to read this book. See ~ Powerful Dreams at my Kougar Kisses blog.

WHEN A GOOD ANGEL FALLS

~~~ Where angels fear to tread, 2012 Earth ~~~

World weary and worn out, the incarnated angel, Sedona, who believes she is merely human, has three choices after her old van breaks down.

Let the Nazerazzi squad of the North American Union capture her and force her into a FEMA concentration camp.

Walk out into the Arizona night desert, let the wildlife have a good meal with the hope her death will be quick.

Or does she dare trust the mysterious stranger suddenly before her?

Handsome as sin and all in black, he emerges out of the darkness.

Sedona wonders if the stranger on a superspeed motorcycle is her savior from the brutal endtimes.

Or, is he a roving cult member of the New World Order, hunting his next blood sacrifice?

***

It’s only a few days before Winter Solstice, December 21, 2012 ~ The end of the Mayan Calendar.

Sent from heaven to help Sedona save humanity, Zerr Dann knows the Divine is playing its last card on Earth.

He also knows Sedona is about to find out Christmas miracles still exist.

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