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My phrase for 2018...

Final Friday Five of 2017

Blessed Holiday...

This has been a busy year for me, so I luxuriated in the fact that I haven't written (much) this month. I've still been working a tiny bit on planning for 2018, but overall, I've allowed myself time off this month with no guilt. 

This month I've set other goals...like watching 5 movies and reading 5 books that I wasn't reading specifically for review. I've loved this time off and spent several days introducing my daughter to the classic Doris Day movies and joys like The Holiday movie. We also went to the theater three times...it's been time well spent. I needed to spend this time with Kat. 

And then to top it all off, my husband totally spoiled me by buying me this gorgeous Visconti Van Gogh fountain pen patterned off his Irises artwork. I'm totally and completely in love with it. 

(Note: I have it inked up with J. Herbin Blue Ocean ink which I also adore.)

Here it's shown with my Chic Sparrow pen holder and my Fern Pemberley A5 traveller's notebook with my phrase for 2018 that I plan to use later this spring as my main TN.

I hope you all had a blessed, relaxing holiday.

Top Five Things of 2017...

In this photo are five things that I've loved and am really excited about right now.

1. My Chic Sparrow Traveller's Notebook. 

I started using this system in July and it was the best decision I've ever made. Every day I create a daily layout in the first hour of the day, but over the holiday, I've played with different layouts for different needs and simply played within it without a time limit. I've been so inspired creatively just by creating. 

Creating spurs more creativity!

2. Buffalo Plaid

I bought this thermos on Christmas clearance from Hobby Lobby for only $6 and change. OMG, I love it so much. I seriously would have been thrilled with it even if I hadn't gotten it 66% off. This has been the year that I've completely fallen in love with Buffalo Plaid.

3. This Backdrop

I know this seems like a simple, basic thing, but this was something I saw from Chrissy Fields of Scriver Creek. I ordered this 3' square vinyl backdrop (StickersBanners.net) and another in washed white boards for less than $15 each. You can upload any photo file for your custom backdrop that you want. I bought mine from a stock photo site. The vinyl is perfect...AWESOME for photography for so little money. I LOVE them. 

4. Battery operated twinkle lights

THIS was the best thing ever made. I have so many different sets of these lights. This is the set I use as a photo prop. I have another set hanging above my desk for ambience and I have various other little sets in different styles throughout the house. They're battery operated, most of them have built-in timers, and they're so versatile. Kat has a set of three lanterns with tiny, purple twinkle lights that look like fireflies or fairies in her room.

5. My new polaroid instax camera

I haven't even used this yet, but I have big plans for it and I'm so excited. In 2018, I plan to do a photo a day challenge just so I am more intentional about documenting life. Big plans!

Top Ten Reads of 2017...

I have a whole post about these books on my book review blog. If you're interested, you can go check out the list more thoroughly here...Smitten with Reading.

Ten New Releases in 2017...

I'm thrilled with what I was able to accomplish in 2017 with 10 releases.

Thank you so much to each and every one of you who supported me throughout the year!!

Overall, I wrote 358,740 words in the year. 

That sounds like a lot until you look at each individual month. Some months I did great, but there were 4 months where I wrote less than 15,000 words/month. That's less than 500 words/day which is pathetic. 

So, I can do better.

Looking Forward to 2018...

I have big plans for 2018. Right now, I have 460,000 words planned to write...that's 8 books to complete (all full-length books, no novellas). 

I feel like it's realistic to release 6 of those books.

Big plans and I'll be sharing more...later. 

But for now, you should know this is my Phrase of the Year for me for 2018. I'll have a post about my reasoning behind it on Sunday.

2017 has been a great year. I'm hoping 2018 will be even better...

smiles,

Christi

The Writing Life...

Create Your Future...

Stay Consistent...

It's SHIVER release day!

Shiver Story Description:

A year ago Corey Abbott’s life entered the realm of the bizarre when he discovered the things that go bump in the night are real. But working for the local vampire council didn’t prepare him for were-deer shifters.

Nine months ago Dare Buckley’s herd abandoned him. Now, he’s slowly going mad from Lyme disease...something that doesn’t hurt normal deer, but for were-deer is fatal.

On one snowy, sleet-filled night, the two collided...literally.

This Christmas two men find love in the most unexpected place...a lonely, desolate highway.

It’s definitely not your typical meet-cute, but it’s a twist of fate that would even make Santa happy.

Note: This is a stand-alone male/male paranormal holiday novella.

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EXCERPT

Chapter One

Dare Buckley shuddered as he looked left at the wall of barren mesquite trees and right at a dead, grey field grass. Nothing looked familiar. He scented the air, but besides the bitter tang of the icy sleet, he couldn’t sense anything, anyone in the dark.

It was finally happening. He was succumbing to the disease. Confusion and panic wracked him as he searched the desolate, wintery countryside for something...anything...that might look familiar.

He tore through the bare mesquite bushes, their branches rustling against his fur in his wake. His cloven hooves pounded across the frozen ground, echoing in the dark of the night. Breath huffed out his snout in tiny puffs of white fog as he shifted his weight, his path turning more and more erratic during the panicked flight. 

Where the hell was he? He needed to find...something. His heart rate pounded through his chest, echoing in his ears. He needed to calm down, but his brain wasn’t getting that signal as he became more and more confused.

Finally, he burst through the thicket. Freedom.

But a blast of white light burned his retina before something hot and piercing slammed into him. Hard, earthshattering, blinding pain rattled him as his body flew through the air.

Then the world went black.

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“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Corey Abbott slammed his hand on the top of his steering wheel as he skidded to a stop. The sound of the sleet hitting the windshield and his wipers on the glass were the only sounds as he peered into the dark of night. “Merry Christmas to me,” he muttered. “Fuck!” He didn’t need an expensive repair bill on his truck right now. “Fucking deer.”

But even as he said it, he shook his head. It was his own damn fault. He’d been thinking about Damien and not paying that close of attention. He knew better. Out here in West Texas, there were more deer than jack-rabbits.

He grabbed his flashlight out of the console between the front seats and flipped on his hazards in case anyone else happened to be on the road. But that wasn’t likely to happen. He hadn’t seen a soul the whole ride home from work in San Angelo.

The sleet that had moved in about an hour ago kept most West Texans home. They only got weather like this a couple of times a year. None of the locals could drive on it, so the place simply shut down rather than try to deal with it.

He clicked on the flashlight and shrugged on his heavy, brown, canvas Carhartt coat to fight off the frigid cold before he climbed out of his truck.  From the wonky light ahead, one of his headlights had been smashed in, but as he rounded the front bumper of his truck, he wasn’t prepared for what he saw.

A huge antler had gotten tangled with his hood and hung off the grill as a macabre reminder of the animal he hit. The animal no longer attached to the appendage. “Shit. He was huge, wasn’t he?” That massive antler was one side of the biggest rack Corey had ever seen. It had to have at least a dozen points on it. How big had that deer been?

 Corey swung his flashlight around, looking for the deer.  There in the ditch lay the buck’s hindquarters. Corey approached it slowly, not sure if it was dead or just wounded. He had his handgun under his seat if he needed it. He would never leave a wounded animal to suffer. Although it was probably stupid to come close to the injured animal without it right now.

Corey passed the light over the completely still carcass and squinted in disbelief. West Texas had become a hunter’s mecca with ranches importing foreign, exotic deer. This one looked like a normal whitetail, which was native, but it was at least twice as big as the regular deer. No, this boy was at least the size of a full-grown elk with the antler rack to match.

A section of his scalp had been ripped away with the antler, and now, blood covered his head—a gruesome macabre mess. Definitely dead.

This majestic buck had probably been beautiful, standing tall and proud, but now with half his rack gone and the rest of him in the ditch, dead and bloody...

Corey shook his head and blew out a sigh to control the remorse and guilt trying to rise up his throat. Ever since Damien had died in front of him last year, it had been harder to deal with death...of any sort. This type—totally needless—was the worst kind. 

“I’m sorry, man,” he said to the deer. “Fucking waste. I should have done better and been on the lookout for you.”

Deer roamed the fields, grazed, and bedded down here in the evenings. Corey usually did a better job of paying attention to them. But he couldn’t do anything about it now.

He turned back to the damage to the truck. He had a huge steel brush guard, but it hadn’t done much to prevent the damage and would need to be replaced or rebuilt. The hood, front bumper, and the front fender on the passenger’s side were completely trashed. Fuck.

He ducked his head and examined the wheel well, but it looked like the integrity had held there. He hoped so. His house was still a good five miles away. In this cold with his insufficient clothing layers, that walk would be worse than miserable. And he just happened to be in the dead zone where there wasn’t any cell service on this road, so he was shit out of luck for calling for help.

He rounded to the cab of the truck to climb in when he caught sight of the buck again. Again, remorse flooded him. Such a waste.

He stilled, considering. It was December twenty-third, two days before Christmas. The downturn in oil prices had affected so many people in this area who were barely scraping by right now. The meat from that buck could do some good for someone who didn’t have meat for Christmas dinner.

It wasn’t entirely legal to tag road kill. Special permission had to come from a game warden to do so, but since he planned to claim this one to donate to the local food pantry, maybe he’d be forgiven. And the odds were no one would ever realize what he’d done anyway. It’s not like a game warden would be out here tonight. He just had to figure out how to get the mammoth beast loaded into the bed of his truck.

Fifteen minutes later, with a tarp and a fuck-ton of muscling, Corey had the buck dragged up into the bed of his truck, a hunting game tag tied onto his remaining antler. And because of the impromptu workout, he didn’t have to worry about being cold anymore. He had sweat dripping down his spine.

He went around to the front of the truck, pried the damaged antler out of the metal brush guard, and threw it into the back with the dead deer. No one would believe this story if he didn’t keep the evidence. Then he climbed into the truck, turned the heat up, and restarted toward home. Again.

It was going to be a long night since he still had to dress out the dead animal before he could relax again.

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Thirty minutes later, Corey had the garage prepped for butchering the massive buck with tarps and buckets. He was exhausted and tempted to leave the carcass for the night, but then the beast would freeze and make everything more difficult. So he sucked it up and headed out into the cold to where he’d backed his truck up to the garage door.

He glanced into the bed as he opened the tailgate and froze. “What the fuck?”

Instead of a dead and bloody deer...a bloody, naked man lay there. 

For the rest of what happens with Dare & Corey, go buy the book for only $1.99...

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Friday Five...December 1st edition

December is here...how did that happen?

NaNoWriMo

This graph doesn't have yesterday's numbers on it, but I only wrote 662 words, so that's okay.

My goal had been to finish writing the first draft of When Love Comes Back so I could take the month of December off. 

Well, that didn't happen. 

I have 51,355 words in it with another 35-40k to go. 

So, my revised goal is to have it done by the time Kat's winter break starts on Dec 16. Sixteen days, I can do that, right? *eeps* I need to hurry up writing this!! I have a lot of words to write.

My holiday releases...

I love holiday stories. 

They are truly my all-time favorites, so this year I wrote two of them...one m/f and one m/m.

(I wanted everyone to have something that fit their preferred reading genre.)

Found at the Jazz Club

One gorgeous song-writer and musician

+ 

one jaded publishing executive

+

a thanksgiving wedding that neither can remember

=

holiday magic!

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& 

Shiver

One exhausted, heart-broken guy

+

One sick, confused deer shifter

+

dark, desolate highway

=

a meet-cute that would surprise even Santa

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Ooh, I want to go see this...

I'll admit, I've seen several people post about this movie trailer and I just kept ignoring it. Well, finally I watched it and I totally see why everyone is excited. This looks so dang good...

And, even better, it's based on a book.

So, yes, I had to order the book, too. 

Now the question is...do I read the book first or watch the movie first?

Because you know the book is going to be so much better than the movie. 

hmm, decisions, decisions...

Favorites...

It's been a while since I mentioned my latest favorite reads. Since this week had two A+ rated ones, I thought it was a good time to revisit this idea.

The Bachelor Contract by Rachel Van Dyken

(link to my review)

This second chance at love story is about a married couple whose lives fell apart four years ago. Their marriage didn't survive, but the love didn't disappear. So many emotions in this one. It's absolutely fantastic.

Infamous by Jenny Holiday

(link to my review)

This is a m/m romance and it was so good. My first time reading this author, I fell in love with rock star Jesse and the sacrifices he's made for his career. It was such a good, riveting book!

Start of the Advent Calendar...

or as my daughter calls it...the month where we get candy for breakfast...LOL.

I love the idea of the advent calendar and have this one that I fill up every year. 

The problem? I like to put a variety of candy in it, so every day is a surprise and that means we now have jars of chocolate sitting around. 

As if this month isn't bad enough for our waists...LOL.

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That's it for today. 

Happy December, everyone!

smiles,

Christi

Found At the Jazz Club is OUT NOW!

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...or does it?

Emily Hodges went to Vegas for her best friend’s wedding. She was NOT looking for a husband. Been there, done that, never doing it again. She has enough scars on her heart, and doesn’t need or want any more.

Brady Gresham went to Vegas to find his musical voice again. Instead he found an inspiring muse in the form of Emily. But right now his musical career is his focus. He’s too young to want or need to be tied down.

Somehow their drunken get-together turned into a wedding that neither one of them can remember or explain.

Waking up married was never part of the plan, but you know what they say about best laid plans...

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Chapter One

Emily Hodges awoke pretty sure something rancid had died in her mouth. She rolled over with a low moan as the orchestra made up mainly of bass drums began a symphony in her head.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and squeezed them shut again when the bright sun blinded her. How much had they drunk last night? Was Brady as bad off as her?

She glanced across the bed that had been left in shambles. Well, obviously they hadn’t been that drunk if they’d managed to have sex. She smiled. Sex with Brady was one of the best perks of this trip to Las Vegas. She’d forgotten what really good sex felt like. Her core clenched in memory, giving her a roll of delicious soreness that spoke of a very good time last night even if she couldn’t quite remember it.

She needed water, aspirin, and then Brady. Maybe she could convince him to have one more round before she had to catch her flight back to Denver. Slowly, she threw her naked legs over the side of the bed, dragging the sheet with her. Her head swam with being upright, so she breathed through her mouth, waiting for the rush of nausea to pass.

A water bottle, a packet of aspirin, and a note sat on the nightstand. She smiled despite realizing there probably wouldn’t be a second round. Brady had already left.

Well, that sucked.

She picked up the note and read.

Hey, gorgeous.
Do you know how hard it is to leave this bed when you look so fantastic and tempting in it? We won’t talk about the pounding in my head that wants to convince me that I should stay in bed, too. But work calls.
Thank you for a fucking fantastic weekend...and for the fucking fantastic fucking. You were incredible.
Now, take the pills, because I have a feeling your head hurts just as much as mine does. Hopefully, you can remember more of the night than I can, but from the looks of things—ahem...I cleaned up all the trash—I think we had a good time.
...Brady

A glance at the alarm clock told her she still had a couple of hours before she had to be at the airport for their chartered flight home. She could shower, and she’d head back to her hotel.

She squinted around the strange hotel room...well, it actually looked more like a luxury suite. Why would they have stayed here rather than her suite that she’d already paid for? Or they could have gone back to Brady’s borrowed apartment. Weird, but they’d been drunk. There was no telling what they’d been thinking.

She shrugged, grabbed the bottle and took the pills, and made it to the luxury, spa-like bathroom. She glanced in the trashcan and was impressed at the number of condom wrappers. They’d been energetic, even drunk. She gave a small giggle and then glanced at herself in the mirror.

Whoa. Thank goodness, Brady had already left. If he’d seen this version of her, he’d have been running. Hot mess didn’t even begin to cover it. Her hair that had been in an updo leftover from Mac’s wedding was a huge rat’s nest, half a teased up, tangled mess and half falling over her face. Her mascara had made it almost to her chin. She grabbed a washcloth, wet it, and started scrubbing at the—

She froze, staring at her hand in the mirror as shock and ice-cold fear zinged straight from her stomach to her feet. Why the hell did she have a diamond ring on her left hand?

She stared, hoping it would disappear. It had to be a trick of the reflection on the mirror. That couldn’t really be there. But she was terrified to look down at her real hand. Her hands started trembling, her stomach roiled, and her legs suddenly felt way weaker than they had moments before.

She had to do this before she collapsed.

She glanced down at her hand and dove for the toilet as reality set in. She had a wedding ring on her hand.

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And guess what?

The releases for 2017 aren't ending yet!

Next week... Shiver, an m/m paranormal novella featuring a deer shifter and a guy who really didn't need to wreck his truck meet in the most epic way possible.

Coming December 8, 2017

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Friday Five on Saturday...

I know I'm a day late, but I'm hoping when you find out exactly why...

My Friday was BUSY...doing this...

I spent all day yesterday formatting and getting both of these books uploaded and ready for you.

Releasing November 30, 2017

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Found At the Jazz Club Story Description:

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas...or does it? 

Emily Hodges went to Vegas for her best friend’s wedding. She was NOT looking for a husband. Been there, done that, never doing it again. She has enough scars on her heart, and doesn’t need or want any more.

Brady Gresham went to Vegas to find his musical voice again. Instead he found an inspiring muse in the form of Emily. But right now his musical career is his focus. He’s too young to want or need to be tied down.

Somehow their drunken get-together turned into a wedding that neither one of them can remember or explain.

Waking up married was never part of the plan, but you know what they say about best laid plans...

Releasing December 8, 2017

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Shiver Story Description:

A year ago Corey Abbott’s life entered the realm of the bizarre when he discovered the things that go bump in the night are real. But working for the local vampire council didn’t prepare him for were-deer shifters.

Nine months ago Dare Buckley’s herd abandoned him. Now, he’s slowly going mad from Lyme disease...something that doesn’t hurt normal deer, but for were-deer is fatal.

On one snowy, sleet-filled night, the two collided...literally.

This Christmas two men find love in the most unexpected place...a lonely, desolate highway.

It’s definitely not your typical meet-cute, but it’s a twist of fate that would even make Santa happy.

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And if you are a blogger or reviewer, I would LOVE to send you a copy of one or both books for a release week review. Drop me a note here or email me at snowchris_01@yahoo.com and I'll get you hooked up!

My latest passion...

 Taylor Swift Reputation

OMG, I'm loving this cd so freaking much. 

And I know she has her haters, but I'm definitely not one of them. I actually think she's pretty damn business savvy and that's incredible especially considering how young she still is.

I'll admit that I've been listening to it a bit obsessively.

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The little things...

It's official. 

I moved into my Christmas mug this week and I couldn't be happier about it. 

We'll just ignore the day that I took this photo it was 87* outside. 

Fall in Texas, y'all...it just ain't right!

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Writing...

I'll admit that I haven't been as productive this week as I'd hoped to be...but dang, I have worked on FIVE different books this week doing various tasks on them. 

That's nuts, so I'm not going to feel guilty about that.

I'm still writing the first draft of When Love Comes Back. Right now it's sitting at about 35,000 words...and I plan to finish it in November. 

O.o 

That means I need to write about 50,000 more words on it in the next two weeks. 

That sounds nuts, but it's doable if I put the hours into plotting the rest of the book out that I need to do...TODAY.

I WILL do it!

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An Excerpt...

And speaking of getting things done...have you read Snowcroft Restoration yet? 

It released this week, and the reviews so far have been incredible. 

How about a tiny excerpt to pique your interest?

Ian stepped closer. He couldn’t help it. To see Law in so much pain was killing him. “I’m here because I care about you.” In fact, he was pretty sure that he was falling in love, but Law wasn’t ready to hear that yet. “Because I think I can help. Because I think I’m one of the few who can truly understand what you’re going through. And because I have places inside me that are just as broken as you are, but I believe we can get better together.”

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I hope everyone is having a great weekend!

smiles,

Christi