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On the subject of gremlins.

When you are sad, the surrounding landscape can be kind of dreary and the terrain endlessly monotonous. It’s like a gremlin of A world without colourunhappiness has scampered ahead of you on the trail and taken the time to deface it. She’s used her chainsaw to fell a few trees; she’s picked up her trusty paint roller and muted all those glorious colours with a bland coat of pigeon grey.

What are you going to do when the gremlins attack? Sit and sulk? Meh. You’re no wimp. Five to one, you’re going to keep trudging along anyhow, though some of those under-your-breath-mutters are going to be profane and foul.  Yup, you come from hardy stock. If your life has devolved into putting one foot in front of the other, then that’s what you’re going to do–you’ll keep walking the path, hardly noticing that your surrounding world is now a palette of grey.

Buck up buttercup. Turns out gremlins are wage earners. If you don’t pay them, they’ll move on.Dead tree

After the second past-due notice, my gremlin gave up on bedevilling me and now I see colour again. Damn, life is pretty when you open your eyes… Spirit-lifting greens, heartfelt yellows, blues-peircing periwinkles. Plus, all those obstacles that once so pained me? Wish I could say they were all gone, but life is still life. Trees are still going to do face-plants, but the difference is that now I know I’m fit enough to clamber over or under their felled trunks.

So there you go. A life lesson via Leigh Evans: stop paying the freakin’ gremlin bill, and happiness will grow again.

Now for some publishing news: THE DANGER OF DESTINY, Hedi’s Story Complete, will be released on March 3rd. In this fourth and final Mystwalker novel,  you’ll find the answers to all the questions you’ve harboured since you finished The-Danger-of-Destiny-by-Leigh-Evans300x491PROMISES. I’m betting one of those questions runs along the lines of: “Is Leigh Evans going to break my heart or is Leigh Evans going to make me happy with this book?”

*grin* You’ll have to read the novel to know the answer.

Finally, on a completely irreverent note, I’ll finish this post with a picture of Atticus, the super-dog, aged four months. Yup, he’s a piece of my new happiness…IMG_1027

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dead But Not Forgotten

When my kids left home, I found myself spending hours alone in the house, except for my dogs and my cat. Suddenly, I was Mom, Retired from Active Service. I began to read voraciously again, moving through a book a day. I tore through series, I dipped into genres I’d never touched. The bookstore and the library were my new best friends.

But I was lonely, and though the books filled that time for a bit, there were hours when I couldn’t read and felt forgotten.

Then I found Charlaine Harris’s books, and from there, her community forum. After a bit of the obligatory lurking, I started chiming in with commentary here and there. Here and there turned to daily comments. It had been years since I’d tried to write every day. Decades since I’d tried to impart feeling or thought in words.

I became a writer by writing in community forum. How’s that for weird?

That is why I have deep sense of gratitude and pleasure to announce the release of Charlaine Harris & Toni L.P. Kelner’s anthology DEAD BUT NOT FORGOTTEN. If you thumb through pages, you’ll discover my own contribution: Extreme Makeover: Vamp Edition. It’s the tale of Peaches and Toddy, two very determined fashionestas.

Find your copy in the stores tomorrow!

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The Danger of Destiny’s Cover Reveal!

Here it is folks. The cover for THE DANGER OF DESTINY, the final instalment in the Mystwalker series. How will Hedi’s life turn out? 

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WHY WHISTLE IN THE DARK…

There are very few days off when you’re on an epic quest. Believe me, I know. I’m Hedi Peacock—one half Fae, the other Were—and if being a half-breed with one foot in each world isn’t tough enough to manage, there are the four chambers of my heart to consider. The one who holds the strings? Robson Trowbridge, the Alpha of Creemore. If I had my way, he and I would be locked in a bedroom, for eternity, but a pressing family matter needs my attention. It’s true what they say: A woman’s work is never done.

WHEN YOU CAN HOWL AT THE MOON?

My twin brother is being held captive by the Old Mage in another realm. Lo and behold, as soon as Trowbridge and I arrive in Merenwyn, we’re separated in spectacular, dramatic fashion—and I’m left to figure out how to maintain the fragile balance between my Fae magic and my wolf’s blood in a realm that cries to both. Not easy, particularly when I’m keeping an iron-grip on my temper so as not to dispatch with extreme prejudice the odd wizard or smart-mouthed mutt servant who crosses my path. My mama never told me there’d be days like these, but I’m not going down without a fight…or my mate.