It’s hard to find chunks of uninterrupted time to really, truly write. This evening, my house is unexpectedly quiet. Nobody needs my attention or a ride somewhere or help with homework so I can actually sit down at my desk/kitchen table and get some work done. I have so many different stories I’ve begun that need my attention. Often, when I sit down, I don’t know where to begin, and this particular evening is no exception. Getting to that calm place of inspiration always takes a moment.
My dog and cats are mad about the thunderstorm that’s been
raging for the last hour, so they’re sticking close by my side. I always keep my
composition notebooks on standby while I work on various files on my computer.
Sometimes writing something by hand helps me figure out a way forward when I’m
stuck. I’ve pulled up a playlist full of songs by Rush, Tom Petty, Elton John,
Greta Van Fleet, Peter Gabriel, and Alice in Chains on my phone because I like
background noise. Total silence is annoying. Also annoying is the sinus headache
currently pounding at the base of my skull.
The headache is my near constant companion these days and
the pain makes me feel like I’m existing in slow motion, but I can still move,
and so I’m moving along, doing what I can. Sometimes, I can focus in on writing
or reading a good book and forget that the obnoxious pain exists. Other times,
I’m not so lucky. I don’t wait to feel better, anymore, instead, I sit down at
the computer and see what I can get done anyway. Nothing stops moving— not the
world, not the greed that powers misery, not even hard times that come for
people who don’t deserve to suffer— nothing stops, so I try to keep going, too.
People have asked me why I like writing in the romance
genre. There’s not enough love, not enough hope or happy endings, so writing
romance gives me a chance to create worlds where love is valued and kindness is
a strength. I write imperfect characters that have to dig deep to find the
courage to find for their happy ending. I like to add shapeshifters, plenty of steamy
tension and spice, and lots of suspense to my stories.
Coyote’s Vow, the latest story in my Stranger Creatures
series, features a gruff coyote shifter and a sweet, smart ass, telekinetic psy.
Coyote’s Vow - Blurb:
Kylie was the victim of a brutal
experiment that gave her telekinetic abilities. Coyote shifter Trevor doesn’t
trust the psy but when his feelings for Kylie grow out of control, will he risk
everything to be with her? When
a deranged doctor has disturbing plans for shifters and psy, can Trevor and
Kylie stop him, or will they be silenced forever?
Excerpt:
Blackwell didn’t
introduce Trevor to the mystery woman, though, and that sent his curiosity into
caution mode. The purple-haired beauty gave him a wary look before glancing
back down at the computer tablet in her hand. Right. Business. Trevor
had obviously interrupted a meeting. He’d stopped by Matt Blackwell’s hotel
room to drop off a folder full of intel and surveillance photos. He needed to
find an excuse to stay and talk to the woman with lovely dark brown eyes.
“Thanks for taking
care of the research,” Blackwell gave him a nod. “Set the info on my desk and
I’ll take a look before the meeting tonight.”
Trevor walked past
the mystery woman and set the folder full of information on the small desk
beside the coffee table. He stole another, longer glance at the woman. Her
nails were painted indigo blue. His favorite color. The tattoos winding around
her arms seemed to be in motion, encircling her in their safety. Weird trick of
the light. Had to be. He rubbed his eyes. Blinked. The tattoos went still. The
woman smelled amazing, like wildflowers after the rain, but she didn’t smell
like a shifter. Didn’t mean she wasn’t one.
Scent blockers made
it easy for shifters to mask their unique scent, to a degree. The blockers also
did a fairly good job at hiding other smells shifters could detect, like fear,
desire, and rage. Even so, Trevor could almost always detect hints of the slightly
rancid, faint garbage aroma of the blockers, no matter what brand or what home
recipe a person used. Coyote shifters could pick up on smells most other
shifters couldn’t.
What is the
woman with the willowy tattoos? Was she a threat to Blackwell? Maybe a
rabbit shifter? Rabbit shifters were the only animal shifters who carried no
animal scent, but their eyes.... Not a specific color, just a look. Plus, they
usually liked to flash their double rows of horrifying sharp teeth upon meeting
other shifters. Just for a flex. The rabbits could be mean when bothered
unnecessarily, but mostly, they were pretty decent. The woman caught him
looking again and gave him a little half smile. Her pretty eyes with long,
thick lashes were definitely not the strange eyes of a rabbit shifter.
“I’ll see you
later, Trevor.” Blackwell gave him a pointed stare.
“You’re alright
here?”
“I’m fine. I have
Nathan,” Blackwell gestured to his giant assistant and body guard who was
seated in a chair in the kitchenette, reading a book.
No code phrases
were used, and Trevor didn’t detect any signs of distress from the mountain
lion shifter or his bear shifter assistant. Trevor nodded. Apparently,
Blackwell had no intention of introducing him to the woman sitting with him.
Nathan, grinned at Trevor, like he knew something. Fine, Nathan could keep his
secret. But Trevor would get information, one way or another.
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2 comments:
Great post, Christina. This line really struck me: "There’s not enough love, not enough hope or happy endings, so writing romance gives me a chance to create worlds where love is valued and kindness is a strength."
That is so true. Kindness is strength. Being cruel isn't strength, it's the mark of cowards. Too bad some people can't see that.
Sorry about your headaches. I get migraines and I know how awful the pain is. Kudos to you for trying to write while your head's pounding. Hope you feel better soon.
Thanks Tina! Today is a better day.
I definitely agree that cruelty is the mark of cowards. Kindness takes effort and understanding. I wish more people had the strength and self-confidence to be kind.
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