The Anthology, Upcoming Releases & Life with M&M

Good morning, my lovelies! 

It has been far, far too long and I know that I should be getting my ass kicked for my lack of participation in promoting the athology. 

A few minutes a day is all it would take.  

I promise I will try to do better now that things are (sort of) calming down. 

But first I need to tell you, my readers, a few things.  One, is that the anthology came out April 24th! 

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The anthology cover is stunning, no?


To date we have sold 52 books on Amazon and 17 on Draft2Digital.  That’s great! but I know that we can do better.  I know that you, my people, love my work and that you’re fans of the paranormal; of shifters; of hot, steamy stories; of wonderful authors.  I know that the idea of an anthology that is 170,000 words big, which is at least 50k bigger than most of the other similar anthologies out there, will appeal to you.

I know that helping out veterans also appeals to you.  American soldiers, yes, which matters a lot to my American and Canadian subscribers and maybe not so much to the others, but the programs that Wounded Warrior Project uses can be used elsewhere to help others. And 25% of our proceeds go to WWP.  


I got six copies of the anthology in paperback form yesterday (SO EXCITED!!) and since I am THREE subscribers away from three hundred, when I hit that number I will be giving one away, along with copies of HW1 and HW2 to a few lucky winners of a draw. 

Still not sure where to buy the anthology?  FEAR NOT!  I have just the information you need!

The Amazon global link:

Other Amazon Links:


Prefer not to buy it on Amazon?  That’s okay, we have links for that, too:


Go, my minions…er…my lovelies…*ahem* you saw nothing… and buy the book!  You will not regret it!

Life outside of writing has been… exciting.  *laughs*  It’s the best way to put it. 

About three weeks ago, I think, water started dripping through my bathroom ceiling vent. 




After the second time, I called management. They had someone come up and take a look immediately.  They went up to the apartment above mine and it seems that his toilet had been flooding and he’d been leaving pools of water sitting around. 


That’s what had been dripping into my bathroom, close enough to the toilet to drip ON YOU when you’re sitting there, unable to move away.

So they told him that he was going to be responsible for some of the bills incurred and told me the matter was resolved.

We were all, “Great!”

Then we went out a few days later, spending the day here, at the new place, trying to get things set up so that we could start moving things in slowly, since my lease isn’t up until the end of July.  Mike went back to the apartment, opened the door, inhaled and


The entire apartment smelled like wet, unclean ass.  At first, he thought maybe the cats had done a major number on the litter but no, he found a huge flood in the bathroom.

Really, management is lucky it wasn’t me who found it like that. Mike is generally much more level-headed than I am.  He went down there and dragged someone back up to the apartment. 

Turns out the outgoing sewage pipe between the apartment upstairs and mine exploded. It wore out (old copper pipe) and now my apartment is covered in mold. 

We moved out that day. 

Luckily, Girlkid happened to be home for the weekend and she helped Mike and I move two cats, the dog, him and I out, simply taking what we needed most immediately.  I still have to go back and pack but so much of my stuff is wrecked.  Almost everything that is in the bathroom is ruined, my bed, my couches, anything I can’t throw in a washing machine or dishwasher or scrub by hand. 

We’ve been bringing stuff over but we can’t be in there more than 15 minutes at a time, even with P95 masks on (which roughly means they block 95% of particulates in the air). I still have to pack up my books and movies, get the rest of my clothes out, pack up the rest of my kitchen, get my antique furniture out (and pray I can clean it).

It’s been depressing.

A few weeks ago, Micky (the large puppy I rescued at 4 and a half weeks old), took off after a bird behind me and pulled my left arm behind me, twisting it and overextending it at the same time, all in a real hurry.  We had no idea what she’d done.  Doc H said, “It’s definitely been strained.” 

Which was a really vague term to me.

I finally got into physio and it turns out she’s torn the tricep and tendon right at the elbow.  Allll y’all know that that’s been a lot of fun on top of everything else I deal with.  

However!  Mike, the darling man, recently bought me a bike. It’s a gorgeous bike and a beautiful ride. It’s vintage, too, older than my son. It’s a full suspension GT LTS-3 Deore XT (7005 heat treat aircraft aluminum).  Twenty-one gears. It was made in 1994. 

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Isn’t he a sexy beast?? Gods, I love my bike. There is at least 10cm of travel in the suspension.

Handles like a dream. Shifts like a hot knife through butter. 


And I do so much better on wheels than I do on my feet, let me tell you! I love that we love riding together.

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Aren’t we adorable?

We’ve been out three times this week – and he bought me the bike weekend before last, had it in for repairs and again twice more after that.  Yesterday’s ride was 11.7km (that’s 7.3 miles for you non-metric types).  Barely felt it.  Killed most of the hills too.  I only had to walk one and I made it halfway up it the first time I tried it. We even went a little offroad on a single track dirt path running through the trees beside the paved path. 

My bike swallows bumps like Girlkid’s pet dragon swallows crickets at dinner time: fast and smooth. (When he can catch them, that is. ;)) I barely feel a thing.  

My derailers are mismatched now because of a *thing* with the stem and the cables but it still works well enough for me. 

We are finding some beauteous rides throughout the city and it’s amazing to see this much nature in the middle of downtown. Guess it ain’t called the Forest City for nuttin’, eh? *chuckles*

I have to go now. 

Have a wonderful afternoon! And don’t forget to buy the book! 


PS. Damn! I forgot to tell you about the upcoming releases! I am in the middle of editing A Year in the Life of S. Claus and I have a tentative release date of June 30th. That’s barring anything else going wrong.  I will also be releasing HW3 – Ghosts Afire – this summer.  I have that scheduled, also tentatively, for the end of August. 

I am releasing both books in preparation for the Ignite Your Soul Author Event in London, Ontario in September.  I will be attending as an author this year. I will have books available for pre-order as well as books at the table and some swag. I’m nervous and jazzed at the same time and it causes a full on swarm of butterflies to erupt when I think about it. It’ll be fun! Mike will be with me so  he’s going to keep me on an even keel.

Now I’m out. Muah!


There are only THIRTEEN DAYS LEFT!

Yep, this is flat out a promo post for my anthology.  Or rather, the anthology I’m a part of; I love it so much I want to claim it as mine. 

[On a personal note: I’ve been sick lately, sick enough that I actually went to the doctor with the stupidly vague symptoms – I’m falling asleep, losing weight and one other weird one I won’t discuss in public.  When you deal with as much chronic pain and weird, vague symptoms as I do, going to the doctor with more is hard.

Now, I’m waiting on a bunch of blood work.  

But it means that instead of doing promo work, I’m falling asleep.

Instead of editing A Year in the Life of S. Claus for release in June, I’m falling asleep.

It’s fucking annoying.

Since I AM awake right now, let’s do some promo stuff, shall we? 😄]

 “A Guide to Claiming a Scaredy Cat” comes out on April 24th!

Here is everything you need to know about it:

We have ten stories by 9 FABULOUS authors (including yours truly):

Josette Reuel and S.E. Issac, who organized it.
Romarin Demetri 
Adalaine Rose 
Laura Stapleton 
Edward Blackwood
A.M. Cosgrove as Alley Cat 
Crystal St Clair

Each story is between 15,000 and 20,000 words; most other anthology stories are between 8k and 10k. That means that you are getting far more for the slight bit more we are charging ($2.99USD) than you do for the average anthology at more than 150,000 words.

Still with me? Good! Because here’s the most important part:

A full quarter of our proceeds go to the Wounded Warrior Project in America. I’ve talked about them and their work before. And I will a lot more in a little bit. That’s 25% of the $3 you’ll be spending when you PRE-ORDER your book.

Why pre-order? Because then you’ll be one of the lucky ones to get these titillating, adventurous, sweet, sometimes hot and sexy stories. Yes, they’re paranormal. Haven’t tried paranormal? This is a good intro! Love paranormal then DEFINITELY get this book! Here are allllllll the links for pre-ordering. Do it. You know you wanna.

Especially you. Yes, I’m looking at you. I know you love my writing. *winks* I know you’ve been putting it off. Now’s a good time, why wait?

Amazon Global link:

Goodreads:…/38396498-a-guide-to-claiming-a-…Global link:



Wounded Warrior Project

Wounded Warrior Project® (WWP) serves veterans and service members who incurred a physical or mental injury, illness, or wound, co-incident to their military service on or after September 11, 2001 and their families. 

So sayeth the Wounded Warrior Project (WWP) website.  

They began their mission after September 11, 2001. After approximately 3000 people died, including hundreds of rescue workers and firefighters.  Many of the surviving warriors volunteered for the military after that day. 

WWP’s mission is to help as many  wounded warriors and their families as they can. To date, they have 113,802 alumni and 28,073 family members.  What’s the difference between an alumni and a member? WWP says, “there is a distinct difference between members and alumni; the term alumni indicates a mutual shared experience and denotes your place in an organization was earned.”

The people WWP help pay no dues and therefore all donations are vital to WWP.  They offer Mental Health Support; including combat stress recovery, warrior care and an independence program; Health & Wellness; Career and VA  Benefits Counselling, including a Warriors to Work program; and their Connection program, which hosts events like hunting trips, sporting events and educational summits. 

Look at everything you’re helping create and all the people you’re helping when you pre-order this anthology.  

You get some seriously amazing fun and they get some great help to move forward in their lives. It’s a major win all around.  

So do it!  Pre-order!  Do it here!



Good evening, my lovelies!

The Cover Reveal party was this past Friday and Saturday and we had a lot of fun.  I’m sorry that you all weren’t there but I have to say, that’s a lot my fault: I didn’t tell you about it enough.  

The book comes out in FIFTY-NINE DAYS though and believe me, you’ll be hearing about that! 

We didn’t have as many people at the party as we would have liked, which was too bad, still, it was a blast.  These fellow authors of mine, they’re great fun.  I’m going to show you a little bit about them today, where to find them at least, and there is a bit of a blog tour coming up, I believe, were you’ll get to meet more of them.  

Would you like me to interview them?   That might be fun, eh?  What to ask… hmm… Wouldn’t want to be all boring about it.  Well, y’all know me, I’d come up with something. 


My first attempt at a cover was pretty.  You know I like to do my own covers, and I don’t do too badly, though I don’t follow the rules, apparently.  Take a look:

Bowman cover

Pretty, right?  But it doesn’t follow PNR cover rules.  There are no people, no scenery, nothing sexy about it.  (Although, really, I think Mike the black leopard is sexy as hell ;))

Josette Reuel (you can find her here!) suggested a few changes and I okayed some of them – but I like Mike too much to get rid of him.  So we adjusted the font and added someone – Sarah.  It’s gorgeous.  Take a look.



Isn’t it beautiful? I love it. 

Here is what you’ll find in my story:

Sarah Sokolov is a lonely Leopard, abandoned by her family when it was discovered that she was a white Cat. Photography became her only solace, the outcast grandmother who took her in her only family and friend. Her Mate lives like a shadow in her mind until she sees a documentary about a small town in British Columbia, Canada and grey scale becomes colour.
Mike is a whisky distiller in the Canadian Rockies, annoyed with his grandmother’s ongoing attempts at matchmaking. Life with one woman is not for him, especially since most of them can’t handle the fact that he is a solid black Leopard; so, when the past he didn’t know he had catches up to him and the violet-eyed albino Cat helping him steals his heart, he’s tempted to let the bad guys win.

I want to remind you where you can pre-order the book.  

First, though, I have to say something about what you’re getting.  It’s a big anthology, somewhere around 150, 000 words.  Each story is 15k to 20k. It’s larger than most of the  99 cent anthologies on Amazon.  It’s going to be worth every penny of that $2.99USD.  

So go, pre-order, get yourself a copy of A Guide to Claiming a Scaredy Cat and in 59 days, you’ll have one fantastic read.  Plus you will be contributing to a great cause: 25% of the proceeds goes to the Wounded Warrior Project.  So, you get great stories, you find nine new authors, you get reminded how great I am ;), and you help a program that helps soldiers re-enter civilian life.  I don’t see how you could possibly spend $3 in a better way.

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The anthology cover is stunning, no?

Here are all the international links for you, too:

Amazon Global link:


I am off to deal with yet another migraine.  Have a wonderful evening!



Interview with S.E. Issac!

thunderclapAs part of the A Guide to Claiming a Scaredy Cat Anthology I’ve met some really great people and amazing authors.  One of them is S.E Issac, who has a blog named Monster in the Cookie Jar.

This is one amazing lady, lemme tell you.  I don’t know her all that well yet but I’ve spoken to her several times and I can say that she is upbeat, helpful, positive and cheerful. 

She’s a child of military parents, a veteran herself, and been through a whack of crap that life has a habit of throwing at you.  

And I was lucky enough to be able to be interviewed by her.  

You can read it over here at Monster in the Cookie Jar: Spunk & Honesty!

Have a wonderful day!  I am going to do a bunch of math review and make ginger snap cookies.  

I have a craving.


PS  Don’t forget to head over to support our Thunderclap!  

ALSO!  We now have pre-order links!  Check it out!  Buy!  


Amazon Global link:


Okay, now, I’m off.  Muah!

Oh my Goodness!

Good morning everyone!

It’s been a long, long time since I wrote last, I know.

A year, actually, almost to the day, I think.  Many many things have happened since then.  

  • I finished my first year of school in 25 years with a 4.01 GPA.  Yay me!
  • Girlkid graduated high school, with honours.  AND she got accepted to the university program of her choice. Yay her!
  • Boykid moved to Alberta.  It was time for him to make a change and he is doing well.  Yay him!  I miss him horribly.  His visit at Christmas was wonderful but I am very happy he is finding his way.
  • I moved to the city! It’s been great for me.  I’m stronger, more independent, happier.
  • Unfortunately, it was also the catalyst for the break-up with The Boyfriend (P) several months ago.
  • I got reacquainted with an old friend from high school. M was amazing then and he’s amazing now. Lots of history there.
  • I rescued a 4.5 week old puppy after her mother abandoned the litter. P, who drove me out to pick her up, rescued her sister. Micky, who started out at 4.7 pounds is now approx 35lbs and stands 19″ at the shoulder at barely 4 months old. She is a Corso-Rottie-St Bernard mix and will be a support dog for me. I have a blog where I will be talking about her (new post coming very soon). 
  • There was a college strike this fall and I got a in one of my classes! 😦
  • Wolfman is alive and well and we have been getting along brilliantly.  This makes me ecstatic.
  • I have lost weight and am getting stronger (although I have also fallen three times this winter and am struggling with recovery).
  • I have a new man in my life and am super happy about it.  This works, trust me. It’s one of those inexplicable things.

And finally, the two things I want to talk about.  

One, I am part of an anthology called A Guide to Claiming a Scaredy Cat.  There are ten authors writing short stories about strong female leads, feline shifters, claiming their commitment-phobe Mates and I am privileged to be one.  Here is our Thunderclap, click on over to support us!


Would love to have your support for getting the word out about this anthology. Click the link, choose which social media platform(s) to support with, then make this post famous! 💖💖💖

#anthology #scaredycat #authors #paranormalromance


The second thing I wanted to talk about terrifies the snot out of me while making me very happy at the same time.  Here it is:

I am now an official attendee for Ignite Your Soul 2018!!

Soooo much work to do.  

Write and edit the story for the anthology.  Finish editing A Year in the Life of S. Claus and HW3 for publication, finish this term at school, figure out swag and signage and a look.  Plus the promo work for the anthology.  And Micky’s training.  And, you know, life. 

What’s happening with you?

I have homework to do. 




How are you?

I am doing better since my last post.  

I came through Term 1 with a 4.0 average and I look to be going that way again this term.  Mid-term grades come out next week, just before Reading Week.  I don’t know what I will do for reading week, I do know I will not be making a trip.  

Perhaps, just perhaps, I work on some research for these changes I’m about to show you.  

In Demon Plague, HW2, there came a visitor to the pack home, a large African Jaguar shifter by the name of Sentwali.  He wanted Anna, Liam and company to go to the Congo to save them from a witch stealing their shifter magic.  Anna and Liam agreed, though they stated they couldn’t go until after they’d helped find justice for those massacred at Glen Coe so many years ago.

I was struggling with the research because there is little available (that isn’t government or scholastic) information that would help me gain a feel for what it’s like to be in the jungle and on the waterways that run through it.  I was determined but it still wasn’t happening.  

I argued with myself for months about making Sentwali  from somewhere else.  I didn’t want to change the book, especially one that’s been published.

Now, I have to say a couple things:

  1. If you purchased the book already, the copy you have is now special.  Out of print.  
  2. I am much more excited about HW4 now.

Sentwali is now Damir, a Sabre Tooth Tiger shifter from Belarus.  The premise remains but the locale differs.  He’s still a large man, but almost as pale as Sentwali was dark.  

The new edition has gone out on Kindle and Createspace and will be available in print on Amazon in the next few days. 

I am satisfied with the arrangement and more eager to begin the research.  It’d be cool if I could go to Belarus to do the research (a terrifying prospect for the Congo!).  A brief search already yeilded much in the way of visuals and links to locations.  Maybe I will narrow down which part of Belarus he is from while on my short break from school.

There you go!

Today, it is hovering just around freezing.  We’ve had freezing rain, snow, wet snow and general dampness.  I saw some photo ops and went to see if I could manage any decent ones.  I did get the most perfect shot.  I am going to share it with you.  

I have to go.  Have a wonderful week!  And remember that Valentines Day isn’t just about your romantic partner, it’s about the people you love.  All of them.  



Good Riddance 2016


I know it’s been quite a while, again, but school has taken dominion over all else.  I want to discuss the year with you though.  It’s been…bi-polar at best.  Wild swings up and down.  

There have been 130+ worldwide celebrity deaths.  The American battle for president was between H. Clinton and Trump and Trump won.  I don’t care to follow politics but what the fuck was America thinking? 

None of that affects me personally though. I know what’s going on, for the most part, but my concern is my family, immediate and extended.  And we have had some pretty major events.  Here are some of them…

The Ups:

I published Highland Wolves 2.  I will be making a change to it though, one that has a major impact on book 4.  If you have a copy of the current one, it will become special in the next few days. I will keep you appraised. 

The government finally agreed that yes, I am fucking disabled and they should help me. 

That enabled me to go back to school.  I got through the first half of term one (I can only deal with 3 courses at once, not six, so I am doing half a term at a time) with a 4.0 GPA.  I start the second half of term one on the 4th.

Girlkid got accepted to the equestrian program at the University of Guelph, one of the top schools in North America and one with a world reknown reputation for vetrinary care training.  It is the only school on this continent or in the UK that offers her the science and other types of training that she wants to get her on the career path she dreams of.  

Boykid has the love of his life with him again.  

I am able to do yoga regularly and enjoyed a small remission in some of my symptoms.

The Lows:

Boykid was assaulted in September and he took the assault in order to protect his girlfriend.  Now he’s dealing with PTSD.  

My health has not changed, despite the remission.  I got bonchitis right before Christmas, capping off a flare in symptoms that started in September.  

My maternal grandmother died on Christmas day.  

Four days later… I don’t know that I should talk about this but…Well, I’m sitting here fighting tears so I will talk about it.  Damn those who would keep me silent.

Normally, I wouldn’t bring up something so personal but this is important.  It has lessons that I hope will help others. 

Wolfman has suffered from depression for years, and had some major ups and downs.  This year he had a couple of major blows that I won’t talk about here.  He took some time for himself to try and get it together.  It didn’t seem to help.  

Then I made a catastrophic mistake and he felt like I betrayed him.  Part of it was that I didn’t listen to him enough.  I didn’t close my mouth and stop telling him what he should do enough.  I didn’t stop trying to impose my will on his depression.  I can see that now.

I love him, I have forever and I will forever.  I only want to see him better and happy.  

It’s not my job to do anything but listen to him.  I should have shut up.  I know that what he did is on him but I can’t help but shoulder some of the blame.  

On the 29th (Girlkid’s 17th birthday), Wolfman made a very good attempt at suicide.  He was found by his family and his sister told me what happened.  She promised me that she’d tell me if he didn’t make it.  She blames me, blames all of us connected to him, but told me I deserve to know.

I went to bed, exhausted by my tears and fear, and was terrified to check my messages in the morning.   Since there was nothing, I’m assuming he still lives.  And I’m assuming he’s getting the help he needs.

And part of that is me separating myself from him and giving him time. If he’s ever ready to talk to me again, I’ll be here.  Still loving him.  

The reason I wanted to talk to you about this, on the final day of 2016, is this:

If you know someone suffering from mental illness then shut up and listen.  Close your mouth and open your ears.  Support, don’t dictate.  Help however they need you to; if that means listening, listen.  If that means sitting there with them silently, do that.  If it means helping them remember to take their medications or make their appointments (and they’ve asked for help), do it.

But for Gods’ sake, stop telling them what you think is best.  Step in if there’s a danger but mostly, your job is to support, listen, love.  That’s it.  

I pray that 2017 gives him time to heal and helps him find some peace, even if it’s without me.

And I pray that 2017 is a much better year for everyone.  I pray for those who lost loved ones.  

For me, changes are coming.  A move.  More school.  A shift in how I treat myself.  I have plans.  Dreams.  Goals.  And I will follow them through.  

I am posting this unedited.  I can’t bear to read what he did again.  My pain is for him, for me, for his daughters.  It’s about loss, fear, the thought of what was almost permanently gone.  I am heartbroken but there is a kernel of hope because Wolfman is one of the strongest people I know.  If he comes back to me, I will welcome him with open arms and beg forgiveness.  If he doesn’t, well, that’s what’s best for him.  

Much love and light to you and yours, dear readers.  Have a wonderful new year.

And Henry… If you’re reading this, I’ve need of you.  You know how to find me.