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Join me, Sharon Ashwood, Lori Devoti and Michele Hauf for a chat tonight! We’ll be talking about our stories in Crave the Night over at Literal Addiction. If you’ve never chatted there before, it appears as if you’ll need to setup an account.
We’ll be there from 8pm to 10pm Eastern Time/5pm to 7pm Pacific Time.
I did a Twitter chat on August 21st about Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy and how they crossover. The transcript is up now if you’d like to check it out.
I’m posting early because I want to invite everyone to a chat I’m doing tonight. It’s sponsored by Joyfully Reviewed and part of their all day author chat. I plan to talk about Edge of Dawn and maybe tease y’all a little about the fourth book in the Light Warrior series. 
I’ll be available for questions, chatting, etc for an hour beginning at 7pm Eastern/4pm Pacific.
This chat is through a Yahoo Group. For more information on how and where to chat, visit Joyfully Reviewed. I hope to see people there, so I don’t have to talk to myself.
I was minding my own business yesterday, just standing in the restroom at the Evil Day Job and watching them do construction at the back end of the parking lot when boom! It happened. A new character came in and started talking to me. She gave me her name first–it’s not her real one, but it’s the one she’s using now. You see, she’s not human and she changes names from time to time. Then she started filling me in on herself and what she does. I made notes this time, not like with In the Midnight Hour where I relied on my memory.
Do I have to mention that I’m suddenly much more interested in this new story than in my Polynesian h/h? I mean, come on, I’m still floundering with that story and have cut chapter one like three times now and started over again. Heck, if the prologue wasn’t done and something I’m really happy with, I would have ditched this couple hours ago. What can I say? New ideas are always much more fascinating than the old.
I think I even have the information on this new heroine’s hero. Maybe. No names for him yet, but I’m not worried about that since it’s the women who I’ve been struggling with on that front. I’m also not sure how their romance would wrap up given their respective, um, situations. But I want to spend more time with them, not fight with my current heroine. Sigh.
I blame Carolyn Jewel for this. Yes, Carolyn, you! This was the barest glimmer of an idea from months ago and something I hadn’t planned to pursue, but clearly reading Carolyn’s blog post about channeling characters brought Liza in. (Yes, God help me, she told me her name was Liza. Sigh. I suppose this is better than struggling to come up with a name, but honestly, do I sound like someone who’d write a Liza? Maybe she’ll change her mind…. Well, I can hope, darn it!)
So how did Liza communicate with me? First person narrative. That’s unusual for me, although not unheard of. At first I thought she wanted me to tell her story in first person, ::shudder:: but I think that was just how she was transmitting information to me because a little bit later I had the opening of the book in third person. Anyway, I started asking her questions and received a few answers–at least until women started entering the bathroom and disturbed my communion with my heroine. That did it for the day, but I hope to reestablish the connection soon–even if it’s my Tahitian heroine I need to have talking to me instead.
Last night was a Writerspace chat for January books from Leisure/Love Spell. The entire Crimson City team showed up. Yea! And so did many other authors. It was fun, but I have dial up and I think that’s why I’d have no messages for a while and then I’d get like almost a full screen full. So then I’d be scrolling madly, trying to read the comments before another batch of messages came in and pushed the other ones off the screen and trying to answer notes. I think I probably missed some stuff I wanted to answer.
Anyway, I was wound up by the time I left chat and I couldn’t fall asleep, even though I had like almost no sleep on Sunday night. Right now, I’m working with my eyes slitted open and feeling gritty. I thought about taking a vacation day. I could sleep in and then get up again and work on packaging my edits, but no, I can’t do that. The builder–or a representative of the builder–is coming out to fix the closet door my dad yanked off the pivots. Sigh. I should tell the story of us trying to fix the thing yesterday afternoon, but I’m too tired to do it justice. Suffice to say that we were both getting frustrated and were unable to successfully complete our mission.
Edits are done and marked up and now all I need to do is put the changes into my document and do my spreadsheet. The only thing is that I don’t know if I’m going to have time to do the kind of spreadsheet I want to do with everything marked. (I know, I know, compulsive. I’ve learned to live with it.) Not if I want to get to bed early. And I really, really do. I guess I’ll see how it goes and maybe only hit the highlights or something.
Oops! I gotta end here. It’s nearly 5am and that means time to get ready for the EDJ.
Patti O'Shea's passions are writing, airplanes and traveling. Fortunately, she's been able to enjoy all three. Find out more about Patti.
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