Celebrating the Holidays in Elizabeth’s Playroom!

Could you use a little more fun? All month long, in Elizabeth’s Playroom, my private Facebook group, we’re having a party. Like, seriously every day for 30 days!

A few times a week I’ll go live where I’ll do readings of books I have coming up in early 2022. Also, win gift cards and books (mine and other authors) during these lives and in the group. And expect games and other fun surprises!

Wanna join us? Click or tap here! Be sure to answer the question so the mods let ya in.

Conversations with Characters

Me: {{Musing to the ceiling}} I might take a few weeks off in December.
Unidentified male character (a.ka. “him”): {{clears throat}}
Me: Not again.
Him: I’m new.
Me: Of course you are. 
Him: What if I bear gifts?
Me: {{finally looks at him}} If it’s not chocolate, wine or cheese, it better be Henry Cavill.
Him: Challenge accepted. How about writing some Witcher fan-fic where he feeds you all three. I can start working out to fit the part.
Me: Have you seen the man’s workouts?
Him: You have?
Me: YouTube is a gift to all frustrated steamy book writers out there. 
Him: You should be writing not trolling Henry Cavill workout videos.
Me: Men love to be admired.
Him: {{flexes bicep}}
Me: Ooooh. {{Puts hands on keyboard}} What do you want your name to be? The heroine’s name is definitely Elizabeth.
Him: You are so easy.
Me: You have no idea.

Wine grapes were sacrificed. The angels sang. And a new book was plotted.

Hello reader friends! I need your help!! Oh, wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. How have you been? The summer (or winter if you’re down under) treating you well?

My summer has included my sister visiting from Germany for the U.S. July 4 holiday. Since we haven’t seen each other in two years, we had a lot to catch up on. Because all great reunions need refreshments, we contributed muchly to the Virginia wine industry profits by consuming, oh, I dunno, a case of wine? (In all fairness, we had help from others.) But now I’m detoxing and back to writing

In the midst of the wine pandemonium, a new book was plotted! It’s the story of a single dad. Since I only have a furry child, can you help an author out? This girl needs some great parenting hacks — the most innovative parenting hacks you’ve come across.

Got an old-world cough remedy? Know a way to put a baby to sleep right away? Have a unique idea on how to handle something? 

If I use your tip in the story, I’ll be sure to thank you in the acknowledgements!

 

Conversations with Characters

So, this happened yesterday… I wasn’t even writing this story when a heroine popped up from the recesses of my mind. If anyone could see inside my head they might run for the hills.

Heroine: Squee, the new Jimmy Choo sandals are out.
Me: You’re a veterinarian not a supermodel.
Heroine:
Me: Hello?
Heroine:
Me: Heeeellllooo?
Heroine:
Me: Okay. You can have the Jimmy Choos.
Heroine: And the Sophia Webster’s because I’m really a secret fashion critic on the side. With a surgeon boyfriend who has a yacht.
Me: You’ll fall off the deck in the ones you’re eyeing.
Heroine: Plot bunny!
Me: <<Blinks>>
Heroine: <<deep sigh>> Does no one have vision anymore? He’ll jump off the boat to rescue me. Wait. Two men will jump in and fight over who gets to rescue me. But I’ll save myself. The one who brings my Jimmy Choo back to me—
Me: Like Cinderella.
Heroine: Yep, but they only get me after 150 pages or so. I want them to fight hard.
Me: They?
Heroine: It’s a ménage. No. A reverse harem. And, the captain of the ship wants me, too.
Me: <<bangs head on desk>>

Those Bossy Characters…

So… I started a new story. And, this time, I was going to ease my heroine into the sexy shenanigans reeallly slowly. I put my fingers to the keyboard, and here is how it went.

Hero: Sit down.
Me: But…I am. I just got here.
Hero. Shhh. I’ll tell you what to write.
Me: Okay, but the heroine is a little fragile.
Hero: She’s fine. <<turns to heroine who is whimpering a bit>> She likes how that stings, don’t you baby?
Me: But we were going to start her out slow.
Hero: That was slow. <<points to all the other instruments>>
Me: Ooo-kay. This second sentence should be–
Hero: Am I going to have to gag you, too?
Me: <<Sigh>>