<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:35:56.162-04:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Recommended Reads'/><category term='New Releases'/><category term='Eye Candy'/><category term='Fun Stuff'/><category term='Story Ideas'/><category term='Coming Soon'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='Kris Eton'/><category term='Cobblestone'/><category term='Writer&apos;s Block'/><title type='text'>Dee Carney Writes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7320705991484810390</id><published>2008-04-29T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T21:09:38.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Moved!</title><content type='html'>If you're looking for me, I'm no longer here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head over to my website which now has my new blog. Change your favorite settings to &lt;a href="http://www.deecarney.com/blog"&gt;http://www.deecarney.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping up with me! God knows what might happen if someone doesn't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7320705991484810390?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7320705991484810390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7320705991484810390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7320705991484810390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7320705991484810390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-moved.html' title='I&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2742404668995872225</id><published>2008-04-29T17:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T17:56:55.546-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kris Eton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun Stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommended Reads'/><title type='text'>Dagnubbit!! I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>Darn&lt;a href="http://www.kriseton.com/"&gt; Kris Eton&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway, I'm supposed to write seven random things about myself and then tag five other people. Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm cheap as hell. I won't spend more than $20 for a pair of pants. (I can usually get add a shirt to the mix and still stay under $20.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having made it almost thirty-four years without seeing a dead person (never even attended  a funeral), I've had three patients die in the last three weeks. (And no, I didn't kill them. Oncology unit. Nuff said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My mouth is itching right now because I just ate some raw carrots in my salad - which I'm allergic to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Before I became published, I used to read four to five books a week. Now I'm reading one book a month. Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I collect shot glasses from states I've visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Speaking of visiting, I hate to travel, but often do it for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging: &lt;a href="http://www.deannaleebooks.com/"&gt;Deanna Lee&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://avarosejohnson.literalseduction.com/blog"&gt;Ava Rose Johnson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.celiakyle.com/blog/"&gt;Celia Kyle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://erickascott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ericka Scott &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://speakerwiggin.livejournal.com/"&gt;P. Andrews&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2742404668995872225?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2742404668995872225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2742404668995872225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2742404668995872225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2742404668995872225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/dagnubbit-ive-been-tagged.html' title='Dagnubbit!! I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-483366378648820951</id><published>2008-04-26T07:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:37:40.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Candy'/><title type='text'>The Fisherman (PG-13)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been working like a dog and I'm tired as all get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh wait. Y'all not from the South? That's how we speak down here. Anyway, since I haven't posted in a while and I'm too brain-fuzzied to think about anything clever right now, I'm leaving you with a bit of eye candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/SBMTmbwSe7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/jy_poHXWdZg/s1600-h/fisherman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193516346294565810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/SBMTmbwSe7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/jy_poHXWdZg/s320/fisherman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-483366378648820951?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/483366378648820951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=483366378648820951' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/483366378648820951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/483366378648820951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/fisherman-pg-13.html' title='The Fisherman (PG-13)'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/SBMTmbwSe7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/jy_poHXWdZg/s72-c/fisherman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-865091686832830870</id><published>2008-04-22T15:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T15:38:20.643-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Nightmares! Oh My!</title><content type='html'>For the past two nights I've had a doozy of a dream - part I and part II. You know, the kind of dream that when you finally wake up, you can feel your heart hammering in your chest. The kind that makes you wonder if you'll be able to fall back asleep...EVER. In very loose terms, it was similar to those old "Invasion of the Body Snatcher" type movies. And in my dreams, hardly anyone makes it out alive. Heck. I can't remember if &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; make it out alive. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make lemonade out of lemons I always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've jotted down the basic premise for a story based on those dreams. Somehow I'll try to turn the adrenaline rush into something sexy too. We'll see what we see. Right now, I have so many story ideas running around my little brain that my fingers can't keep up with the necessary typing. And this from the person who only a few days ago couldn't find the motivation to write. Such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on a personal note, if you're an adult who is told that you need braces, of course, by all means get them. But if your orthodontist tells you it will only be for two years - HE LIES. June of '08 marks three years that I've had these suckers on. But the good news is that June 3rd of this year, &lt;em&gt;these puppies are coming off&lt;/em&gt;!! Oh yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-865091686832830870?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/865091686832830870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=865091686832830870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/865091686832830870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/865091686832830870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/nightmares-oh-my.html' title='Nightmares! Oh My!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-4827020856005217061</id><published>2008-04-20T04:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T05:05:35.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kris Eton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writer&apos;s Block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Dry Spell</title><content type='html'>It's been seven days since I've written anything. True...I like to take a break in between writing projects, but during that break I'm usually brewing something in my mind towards a new story. This time? Zip. Nada. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it has to do with the fact that I've left the comfort of working 50 to 60 hours a week doing my day-time job. Now, I'm down to about 30 hours a week and it's freaky. I have all of this spare time! You would think that I would use it to write, but noooo, not me. My days are filled with sudoku and finding dust bunnies in the oddest places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone come along and prod me into action, would ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way, two bits of news: One - &lt;a href="http://www.kriseton.com/"&gt;Kris Eton &lt;/a&gt;will be interviewing me on &lt;a href="http://kriseton.com/?page=1"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; April 28th. Come on over and check out what I have to say. Two - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New contest!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Everyone who is signed up for my monthly (and I do mean monthly!!) &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/deecarneywrites/join"&gt;newsletter by May 15th &lt;/a&gt;will be entered into a drawing for a $10 gift certificate to Cobblestone Press. If you haven't signed up yet, get moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I think I just spotted another dust bunny. &lt;em&gt;Die, rabbit, die!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-4827020856005217061?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/4827020856005217061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=4827020856005217061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4827020856005217061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4827020856005217061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/dry-spell.html' title='Dry Spell'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5739535824118891800</id><published>2008-04-14T13:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T13:32:05.786-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Releases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cobblestone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coming Soon'/><title type='text'>Good things come in threes</title><content type='html'>Of course, by now you know that Soldier released this past Friday. And you also know that I received a contract for Career Opportunities. Well, yesterday, I received another contract for The Fallen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fallen will be released by Cobblestone Press under their Wicked erotica line. It is a very, &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; dark tale about a fallen angel who seduces a woman into doing some things she normally would not do. The ending is so wickedly corrupt that I have plans to write a sequel just to try to redeem our dark "hero".  If you're looking for sweet, this ain't the story for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of dark, do you think that what a writer prefers to write about is in line with their true personality? I've been vowing to edit a Christmas romance for weeks now and I cannot seem to find the mood to do so. Instead, I am finding ways to twist current works in progress into stories that make your eyebrows shoot up. I added two sentences to Dark Forest Nights before I subbed it that echo in my mind &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;. Pure evil, I tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's like when you get in the mood for one of those movies that make you pull out a box of Kleenex and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consciously&lt;/span&gt; choose to watch it, knowing what kind of blubbering mess it'll make you. Right now, my train of thought has entered strange and forbidden woods. You might want to bring along a flashlight and a weapon if you care to ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5739535824118891800?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5739535824118891800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5739535824118891800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5739535824118891800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5739535824118891800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-things-come-in-threes.html' title='Good things come in threes'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6838210990908690094</id><published>2008-04-12T17:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:28:28.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Growth</title><content type='html'>Last night I subbed Dark Forest Nights to a new publisher as I said I would. An additional 2,200 words were added to my original manuscript. By the time I was done with it, I couldn't have been more pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading it over made me realize how much I have learned in the months since I first submitted Soldier to Cobblestone. In fact, I think I might have to become like some of those actors who don't watch their own movies....I won't read my stories once they're published. I don't want to cringe over something I didn't know back when I originally submitted it. Then again, that may mean that I never get to read my stories again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face it. We're always learning something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part about learning during this process has been the number of authors who have been willing to help me along the way. This list is by no means inclusive (so if I forgot you, I'm sorry!!!!!!!) but thanks to (in no particular order!!!) Moira Rogers, Cassandra Moore, Moira Reid, Tess Harrison, Tierney &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;O'Malley&lt;/span&gt;, Ava Rose Johnson, Kris Eton, L. Shannon and Devin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Govaere&lt;/span&gt;...and so many others who have poked, prodded and dragged my writing into something better. And of course, thanks to Deanna Lee and Sable Grey for giving me my first start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez. When did this turn into the Oscars? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6838210990908690094?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6838210990908690094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6838210990908690094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6838210990908690094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6838210990908690094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/writing-growth.html' title='Writing Growth'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7840190841271264378</id><published>2008-04-11T01:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:32:37.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!!</title><content type='html'>I'm a published author, y'all! *Snoopy Dance!!* It's some ungodly hour of the morning and I just received my author package for Soldier. If I do say so myself, it's gorgeous!! Sometime within the next two hours or so, it will actually be available for purchase on &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/soldier.htm"&gt;Cobblestone's web site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, tonight at the online release party starting at 8pm EST I'll be sure to give away a free copy. So set your clocks and &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/chat"&gt;be there&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. I think I've just petered out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Being excited takes a lot of energy. I will say that prior to the email, I was revising Dark Forest Nights for submission to another publisher. It was rejected earlier this month for er - let's say &lt;em&gt;questionable content&lt;/em&gt;. I'm fixing that now and hopefully will send it out tomorrow or Saturday. I just need to add another 800 words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I do that, let me gather my strength for just...one...more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOOPY DANCE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/soldier.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7840190841271264378?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7840190841271264378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7840190841271264378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7840190841271264378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7840190841271264378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2839878374957753558</id><published>2008-04-08T16:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:31:26.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Design</title><content type='html'>If you're viewing my actual blog right now, you had to have noticed the changes. I spent an insane amount of time today trying to find a new layout that I liked and that worked. Key word that: "worked". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;, here it is in all it's splendor and glory. I'm still trying to decide if I like it. I adore the layout. I hated that you used to have to scroll *all the way down* to find anything useful on my old blog. This one has everything laid out nice and neat off to the right. My biggest issue though is the actual design. Although it's pretty, it's so, well, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Even after four cups of coffee, I'm not this bright. If you remember my old blog, drop in and let me know what you think of this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, I'll be looking for my shades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2839878374957753558?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2839878374957753558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2839878374957753558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2839878374957753558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2839878374957753558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-blog-design.html' title='New Blog Design'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6738993863130818467</id><published>2008-04-05T12:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T13:09:28.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Countdown to Soldier</title><content type='html'>Yep. We're in the home stretch! This Friday, April 11th, 2008, you can purchase my debut novella; Soldier will be released by Cobblestone Press in six days! I received the good news that they wanted it on Christmas day and not even six months later, dream turns into reality. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn more about the story, come chat with me at Cobblestone Press this Friday at 8pm EST. Simply go to &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/chat.html"&gt;http://www.cobblestone-press.com/chat.html&lt;/a&gt;. Strong warning up front and the disclaimer is there before you enter: the content of the chat DOES become very adult in nature. Those who are faint of heart should not enter! (For example, I think last night was an all-time record. It took 35 minutes for someone (moi!) to mention the word c*ck. That usually happens within five minutes. lol.) I'll be giving away a free copy of Soldier that night and there is usually at least one other give away done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of adult in nature, I've also sold Career Opportunities by Morgan Sierra to Cobblestone. It's an erotica for their Wicked line. I posted an unedited excerpt for it on this blog some time back, but if you want to see it again, go to my website under the &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/deecarney/morgansierra.htm"&gt;Morgan Sierra page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I'm slowly but surely getting there, folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6738993863130818467?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6738993863130818467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6738993863130818467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6738993863130818467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6738993863130818467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/final-countdown-to-soldier.html' title='Final Countdown to Soldier'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5763254008934175387</id><published>2008-04-03T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T21:07:39.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest Winner!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to all who entered my March blog contest. Congratulations to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blackheart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for winning a Cobblestone Press gift certificate, a signed copy of the cover to Soldier (releasing April 11, 2008), and some adult goodies for a romantic evening at home. Malice, send an email to &lt;a href="mailto:dee@deecarney.com"&gt;dee@deecarney.com&lt;/a&gt; with your email and snail mail addresses and I'll get those out to you! Stay tuned for future contests!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5763254008934175387?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5763254008934175387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5763254008934175387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5763254008934175387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5763254008934175387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/04/contest-winner.html' title='Contest Winner!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6254449168380988689</id><published>2008-03-24T22:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:43:28.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Keyboards On Fire!</title><content type='html'>When inspiration hits, I suppose that's exactly what happens. Your keyboard can suddenly explode under the fury of your fingers. Or...you could simply be reading a blog from two erotic romance authors, &lt;a href="http://www.readmoore.com/"&gt;Moira Reed&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.samaraking.com/"&gt;Samara King&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While procrastinating my writing this weekend, I happened to spending some time IMing with Moira. She, in turn, used some of that conversation to post about voyages. &lt;a href="http://keyboardsonfire.blogspot.com/2008/03/v-is-for-voyage.html"&gt;Check it out&lt;/a&gt;. I sound cute. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6254449168380988689?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6254449168380988689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6254449168380988689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6254449168380988689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6254449168380988689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/keyboards-on-fire.html' title='Keyboards On Fire!'/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1650973210503263409</id><published>2008-03-20T21:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:12:31.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been a naughty blogger. I can't believe five days have passed since I've given any sort of an update. Well. Actually, I can. Sorry folks. Spring allergies are here and I'm miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make up for it, I'm going to announce the contest that my &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/deecarneywrites-subscribe@yahoogroups.com"&gt;newsletter &lt;/a&gt;subscribers already know about. Oh? You didn't know already? Hmmm...perhaps you should register too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, since March is my birthday month, here's how it's gonna work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;All you have to do is visit my blog any time during the month of March and leave a comment. On March 31st, I will draw a name from the commentors. The lucky winner will receive a Cobblestone Press gift certificate, a signed copy of the cover to Soldier and some adult goodies *wink, wink* for a romantic evening at home. A second way to enter is have a friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/deecarneywrites-subscribe@yahoogroups.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;sign up for my newsletter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; . I'll enter not only that person's name, but yours as a referral! Make certain they let me know you sent them! Also, I'll be guest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-mainstreet.com/blog/"&gt;&lt;a id="rnc6" title="Cobblestone Press Blog" href="http://www.cobblestone-mainstreet.com/blog/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;blogging at Cobblestone Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;  on March 26th. Look for me! Because I'm cool that way, I'll even count comments left with that post towards my contest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1650973210503263409?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1650973210503263409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1650973210503263409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1650973210503263409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1650973210503263409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-naughty-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-996737522398939952</id><published>2008-03-15T13:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T13:21:03.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't remember who said it, but someone recently told me that she likes to write spicy scenes in public because it serves people who like to read over her shoulders right. How funny is that? Well, below is the excerpt I wrote for Primal 2: Origins while on the airplane Wednesday. And yes, the guy next to me stole not-so-sly glances at it as I was writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“You’ve been given the capability to do so much more. It’s up to you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bryce’s voice was full of the calm assurance Celeste had come to associate with him. His was the voice and reason and confidence that she could not find in herself. She wanted to listen to those words and absorb them into herself. A quick glance into the depths of his blue eyes sent a jolt of lighting through her. Celeste recognized something primal and certain there that her body responded to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She needed space. Room to breathe. To think. With a step backwards, she murmured, “You and Ben. You’re both so different. I – I just don’t know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“What can I do to help?” Again that confidence. Celeste loved these moments of soft gentleness that peaked through his gruff exterior. Her heart picked up its pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She took another step backwards, realizing that he had again closed the gap between their bodies. She swallowed hard. “I don’t know Bryce. I just need some more time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Time for what?” Another step brought Bryce closer. The air was heavy with the scent of his masculinity. Celeste found herself almost panting in her need to be rid of his aura clouding her senses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“To choose,” she murmured. Another step, this one smaller than the last. Perhaps he wouldn’t notice the way she avoided his eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Choose?” Another step to close the gap. Damn he was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Which one of you. I just can’t decide between the two of you.” She ran a hand through her hair and saw Bryce’s gaze follow the motion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From behind her, came the soft sounds of Ben’s voice. “Who says you have to choose only one of us?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celeste’s head snapped up at his words, her breath caught in her throat. How could she have forgotten that he was there? Quiet as a thief in the fucking night, he was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wide-eyed, Celeste turned to Bryce for help. His eyes were hooded though, raw desire piercing through her. “No need to choose,” he said. “Love us both.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His words startled Celeste into taking the last step away from him – the step that pressed her back against Ben. As Bryce closed the distance between their bodies again, she felt Ben’s cool lips come to rest on her neck, sparking an instant flame there. At the same moment, Bryce leaned forward and brought his mouth down on hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celeste’s mind whirled at the sensation of both men as they touched her, each place singed by their lips. The longer their mouths lingered on her skin, the more fuel that she was thrown onto the conflagration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ben was peppering her bare neck and shoulders, his hands holding both sides of her waist. Bryce, true to his take charge personality, was running the tip of his tongue along her lips. Celeste released a small whimper, part in protest and part in longing, but made no move to stop either man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instead, her left hand sought where Ben gripped her waist with such possessiveness. The other arm wrapped around Bryce’s neck and pulled him closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God. What am I doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As if in answer to her unspoken question, Ben slid his calloused fingers over her hand, entwining his fingers with hers. He dragged her limp hand over the fly of his pants, grazing the erection filling the front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celeste didn’t know what it was – this evidence of his desire for her or it could have been the feel of Bryce’s thumb sliding over the swell of her breast – but whatever the cause, her mind finally rebelled. She pulled away from Bryce, eliciting a grunt of disapproval from him. Frantically, Celeste searched Bryce’s face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“I can’t!” she cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As soon as the words left her mouth, Ben pulled himself away from her grasp. Fingers that no longer seemed under her control were itching to find him again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was a self-satisfied grin on Bryce’s face as if he had been waiting for her protest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Yes, you can – ” Bryce demanded. Despite the grim expression displayed on his face, his one-sided smile was seductive and as usual, confident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“– and we will wait until the moment you agree too,” his brother finished for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heart hammering in her chest, Celeste dared a glance at Ben. His face was as flushed as she knew hers must have been. She felt like her legs would collapse at any moment. The feeling that one or both of them might have caught her if she fell was the only thing that kept her upright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-996737522398939952?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/996737522398939952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=996737522398939952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/996737522398939952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/996737522398939952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-remember-who-said-it-but-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3120140864111145398</id><published>2008-03-13T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:30:21.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If this post makes absolutely no sense today, it's because the double-whammy of daylight savings time and jet lag is killing me! Where have I been, you ask? My answer: I flew to Austin, Texas for a two day conference for my company. Worth the intolerable fatigue I'm going through right now? My answer: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's my unofficial New Year's resolution (I don't do those stupid things), I will try to find something sunny about the trip to say. I've come up with two things: (1) downtown Austin is cute. After a to-remain-nameless airline company &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;effin&lt;/span&gt;' ruined my luggage and I had nothing to bring my clothing back home in, I wandered around that area looking for a suitable substitute. Found one. As I searched, I also came across about six trillion bars along the way. If I hadn't been by myself - walking, no less - I would have stayed to enjoy the night life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) The second thing was that during the lulls of the conference, I set my creative brain to work. Thanks to my friend Shannon (of &lt;a href="http://www.lshannon.net/"&gt;L. Shannon&lt;/a&gt;), I stole her idea of coming up with a book of plot ideas that I could pull from at a moment's notice. I did that, plus one or two better. I came up with the entire plot line for Soldier 2, Primal 2 and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rockin&lt;/span&gt;' excerpt for Primal 2, which will be menage-based. (I'll post what I wrote another time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to DST...did you know that when the geniuses decided to extend it by four weeks, it was discovered that it actually &lt;a href="http://www.mlive.com/business/index.ssf/2008/03/time_change_saves_daylight_not.html"&gt;consumes more energy &lt;/a&gt;and not less like they had tried to sell us on? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;. And let's not forget the havoc it's playing on my sleep cycle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3120140864111145398?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3120140864111145398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3120140864111145398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3120140864111145398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3120140864111145398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-this-post-makes-absolutely-no-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3790942112497517049</id><published>2008-03-08T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T18:26:32.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINISHED! Well...I should amend that draft 1 of Primal: The Summoning is done. It's a lot shorter than I had originally intended, but I think the 16K word count gets what needs to be done, done. I'll send it out to one or two beta readers before diving in for revisions. Because it's meant to be book one of a series, the ending leaves the reader with a lot of questions. But they'll be answered in book 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm here, I also want to be sure to let you all know about a great series that I've recently had the opportunity and great fortune to read. &lt;a href="http://www.lshannon.net/"&gt;L. Shannon &lt;/a&gt;writes about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tascryn&lt;/span&gt; Demons - think vampires - and I've read books one through three. THEY ARE FABULOUS! The latest book in the series in &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkingatsundown.htm"&gt;Walking at Sundown &lt;/a&gt;and is available now from Cobblestone Press. Do not let this series pass you up. The scenes are incredibly hot and leave you wanting for more. Let's see...there's a shower scene, a tub scene, menage, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BDSM&lt;/span&gt;...I don't think there's anything she doesn't explore. While you can read Walking at Sundown by itself, I would highly recommend getting the two books before it: &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkingwithsynn.htm"&gt;Walking with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Synn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/walkinginmemories.htm"&gt;Walking in Memories&lt;/a&gt;. They are worth it!All of the links posted here will get you to the excerpt or purchase pages.  Don't forget to tell them that Dee sent you when you get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3790942112497517049?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3790942112497517049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3790942112497517049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3790942112497517049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3790942112497517049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/finished-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7464458415901452393</id><published>2008-03-05T19:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:49:25.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The March Dee Carney Writes Newsletter went out today. Those readers know a few things the rest of you don't know. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nyah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nyah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nyah&lt;/span&gt;! Use the links to the left to sign up. It's not too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday, I attended my first ever "word war" with five other writers. For those of you who don't know what this means, basically for 30 minutes you &lt;em&gt;write&lt;/em&gt;. For this particular group, we posted excerpts of what we managed to do in those 30 minutes. All of this was done via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt;. Well, we started somewhere around 11 am and kept doing 30 minute increments until 10 pm that evening. I managed a total of 6502 words. To give you an idea of how much that is, I normally manage about 1000 words a DAY! So that was six days' worth in one! I will say that on Monday, I was drained and barely managed to squeak out 700 words. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm toying with the idea of taking one of my less-popular stories and posting it for free on my web site. Who wouldn't want a free read? I'm still toying with the idea. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7464458415901452393?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7464458415901452393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7464458415901452393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7464458415901452393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7464458415901452393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-dee-carney-writes-newsletter-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1818942767401469148</id><published>2008-03-02T09:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:13:38.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love talking with authors. Although I have to give props to Mr. Carney for suggesting it first, they are really convincing me to write a sequel to &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/deecarney/soldier.htm"&gt;Soldier&lt;/a&gt;. I've been throwing around some ideas in my head. I haven't fully developed it yet, but I can see that there might be a Soldier 2. I'll keep you informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to change Primal. It's now in a more contemporary setting - which has meant discarding most of what was written previously and starting over. I'm still thinking about making it a three part series, but I want to finish a rewrite for Trial of the Guardian and start Soldier 2 before going to book 2 of Primal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick, unedited blurb for Primal: The Summoning... After being cursed by the island's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obeah&lt;/span&gt; woman, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caelan's&lt;/span&gt; body becomes etched with an intricate tattooed design. Called by her brother to come to his friend's aid, Tara is reluctant to use her gift, afraid of the possible consequences. But between Tara's gift and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caelan's&lt;/span&gt; strength of will, the summoning can begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1818942767401469148?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1818942767401469148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1818942767401469148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1818942767401469148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1818942767401469148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-talking-with-authors.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7189407748503408209</id><published>2008-02-26T05:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:51:27.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R8Ppj5Y1pUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gg5P7mmTDCQ/s1600-h/soldier_300X454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171233600061154626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R8Ppj5Y1pUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gg5P7mmTDCQ/s320/soldier_300X454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How gorgeous is this?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Nuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Edited to add:) There was a last minute artist switch and this one is by &lt;a href="http://www.cerberusinc.com/"&gt;Dan Skinner&lt;/a&gt;. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7189407748503408209?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7189407748503408209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7189407748503408209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7189407748503408209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7189407748503408209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-gorgeous-is-this-nuff-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R8Ppj5Y1pUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Gg5P7mmTDCQ/s72-c/soldier_300X454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3617213039077362544</id><published>2008-02-24T16:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:53:42.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's nothing like being published to make your self-esteem take a nose dive. Think about it. Before, I wrote for the fun of it. Now, I still write for the fun of it, but now I also have a &lt;em&gt;purpose&lt;/em&gt;. I'm trying to get published &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I start to write there are these voices, see? They say things like "you suck!" or "go back to your day job!" or "even a broken clock is right twice a day!". *sigh* Nor does it help when you join a critique group. Don't get me wrong. I love the ladies with whom I'm trusting my work. It's just that after critiquing their stuff, I realize how much better theirs is! lol. (Did I mention those nagging voices?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I don't seem to be alone in my self-doubt. Over on the &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-mainstreet.com/forums/showthread.php?p=27391#post27391"&gt;Cobblestone Press forums &lt;/a&gt;and on the &lt;a href="http://forums.romancedivas.com/index.php?showtopic=29108"&gt;Romance Divas forums&lt;/a&gt;, there are threads dedicated to just such things. And I don't feel so lonely anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can just find the volume control to the voices, I'll be all right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3617213039077362544?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3617213039077362544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3617213039077362544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3617213039077362544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3617213039077362544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/theres-nothing-like-being-published-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7101349221650027235</id><published>2008-02-22T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T16:24:07.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;REJECTED.&lt;/span&gt; Great comments given to me about The Voice, but the publisher chose not to go with it at this time. I'm ok with that. It wasn't as well written as it could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today, I did finish Trial of the Guardian. I brought it down to 25,000 words instead of my intended 35K. I just didn't have much more to say. The ending is abrupt, but the story itself is incredibly sweet. I've submitted it to a critique group and hope to get some feedback on it before the weekend is out. If they give me the nod, I'll sub it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, of course, gives me time to think about Primal. I only have an inkling of an idea, but I'm sure if I keep that picture in front of me, I'll come up with more! *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7101349221650027235?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7101349221650027235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7101349221650027235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7101349221650027235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7101349221650027235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/rejected.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5589506424679738112</id><published>2008-02-18T20:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:53:54.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm stuck. 19,000 words into Trial of the Guardian and I'm bloody stuck. Unlike a lot of writers out there I don't plan what's going to happen in a story before I write it. Usually the characters let me know what's going to happen next by what they do in the previous scene. Right now though, I've given my hero, Hero (gawd, I love that name!), a dilemma without knowing why it's there; let's not even talk about how he's going to solve it. Any ideas for why a guardian angel would be permitted to fall in love with this charge? (And for you former Charmed fans out there, thanks, but no thanks. This is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; fan fic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not forgotten about the picture entitled Primal down below. I mean, look at him - how could I forget &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;? I just need to get back on track with TOTG first. Then, I'm thinking three part series potentially called Primal. Still thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor brain is going to start smoking from all of the plotting it needs to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5589506424679738112?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5589506424679738112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5589506424679738112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5589506424679738112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5589506424679738112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-stuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7863138535322325225</id><published>2008-02-14T22:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:34:26.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I thought the hard part is over - I finished the revisions to Soldier a few days ago - I'm working with an artist for the cover. &lt;a href="http://raven207b.deviantart.com/"&gt;Leita Stevens&lt;/a&gt; is doing the cover art for Soldier. So far, she is capturing what I've imagined so well! As I emailed her tonight, I can't hardly wait to see the final product. In my writing, I try to allow the reader some room for their own imagination by choosing not to detail every little thing about my characters or their settings. Some people have liked that. I can say that it has done me a disservice when it comes to trying to describe to Leita what the cover should look like. I have so few details that she and I are making things up as we go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't be happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7863138535322325225?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7863138535322325225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7863138535322325225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7863138535322325225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7863138535322325225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-when-i-thought-hard-part-is-over-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2435248691399751429</id><published>2008-02-11T04:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T04:22:18.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R7ATbJY1pTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/SpeChUffvNI/s1600-h/primal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165650129691452722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R7ATbJY1pTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/SpeChUffvNI/s200/primal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O. M. G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw this picture over on the &lt;a href="http://www.theeroticwoman.com/"&gt;The Erotic Woman &lt;/a&gt;and haven't been able to get the image out of my mind. Hee hee. Actually, mostly I'm thinking about a great story to go with the tribal tat. In fact, it's one that I've already started and didn't know where to take it. It's 4:15 in the morning and ideas for this story keep running through my head. Thoughts of &lt;em&gt;SERIES&lt;/em&gt; keep looping through my poor, sleep-deprived brain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn. If this guy doesn't make you want to do something naughty, I don't know what will. &lt;em&gt;Yum.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2435248691399751429?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2435248691399751429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2435248691399751429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2435248691399751429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2435248691399751429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/o.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R7ATbJY1pTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/SpeChUffvNI/s72-c/primal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2975172604251187920</id><published>2008-02-08T15:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:13:25.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Slacker. Yes. I'll admit it. I've been slacking. For three nights in a row, I have done ZERO writing. (In defense of myself, two nights ago I did some last minute edits of my latest WIP.) On the &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-mainstreet.com/forums/index.php"&gt;CP forum&lt;/a&gt;, I'm reading about people who are doing 15K - 30K in a week. Ha! I've done 200 words, maybe, this week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I begin writing again on Trial of the Guardian. It's a great story with no ending yet, but one that will find me sooner or later. Feel free to send me good vibes or cheer me on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2975172604251187920?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2975172604251187920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2975172604251187920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2975172604251187920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2975172604251187920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/slacker.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5375216653848293928</id><published>2008-02-04T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T18:57:37.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whew! I've been a story-telling fool. Tonight I will finish my third Wicked story. I had promised to go back to working on TOTG, but got side-tracked by a story I just had to tell! Submissions open up in two days and I can't wait to send all three in. I never did finish A Beautiful Death and may perhaps come back to it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cover for Soldier is coming along swimmingly. I can't wait to see the final in full color. We've also gone through the second round of edits for this story and after this, I have to tell you that I have mad respect for editors. I'm 'bout sick of Nicholas at this point. lol. Just kidding. He's too hot to be sick of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did decide to send out a newsletter with updates on my newest releases and contests. Use Yahoo groups on the panel to the left to join.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5375216653848293928?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5375216653848293928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5375216653848293928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5375216653848293928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5375216653848293928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/02/whew-ive-been-story-telling-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5301240481017784881</id><published>2008-01-31T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:10:03.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where does the time go? As I had predicted, Career Opportunities was finished right on time with 5,312 words. Not once is the female MC described. Makes for an interesting story. As soon as I finished that one, I immediately began Dark Forest Nights for the Wicked line as well. This story is well, um, dark and has to do with anonymous sex. I plan on submitting both stories next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Wicked line, &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-mainstreet.com/forums/showthread.php?p=25080#post25080"&gt;CP&lt;/a&gt; posted a new word -at least for me. They do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; want to see a lot of things. One among them was "felching". You'll have to google that one for yourselves; it's not for the faint of heart, mind you! The post brought up a fabulously funny discussion about the types of things people find erotic in literature. To each their own is all I can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5301240481017784881?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5301240481017784881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5301240481017784881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5301240481017784881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5301240481017784881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/where-does-time-go-as-i-had-predicted.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-973478402358286023</id><published>2008-01-27T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:34:48.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four thousand words of sex is a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;effin&lt;/span&gt;' sex. I mean, have you tried writing it? If you're keeping up with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WIP&lt;/span&gt;, you see that Career Opportunities, my latest Wicked attempt, is moving along rather quickly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/"&gt;CP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has said that they expect about 80% sex and 20% plot for this line. Well, with my target of 5000 words...you do the math. I'm taking a break from working on it to do this post and currently have 3,622 words. I expect to be done this evening; at the latest, tomorrow. I didn't expect it to take as long as it has to finish. Once I'm done with this, I'll go back to Trial of the Guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, no news yet on The Voice. Hopefully within the next two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is time moving painfully slow this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-973478402358286023?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/973478402358286023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=973478402358286023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/973478402358286023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/973478402358286023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/four-thousand-words-of-sex-is-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7736227996853660704</id><published>2008-01-25T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T17:26:52.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many stories, so little time. I've come up with another idea for a Wicked submission. This one involves getting trapped in the elevator. Oh, the possibilities. Fortunately, the deadline for these stories isn't until the 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of February. Since I'm not working this weekend, I'll once again try to crank out the rest of A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; Death and now this one - which once again, lacks a name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trial of the Guardian is moving along swimmingly. One of the &lt;em&gt;{ahem}&lt;/em&gt; &lt;ahem&gt;&lt;ahem&gt;scenes required some online research. Writing about the results of that research actually makes me want to try it out. A little, at least. Mr. Carney gave me a strange look when I told him though. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;, I posted an excerpt from Soldier on my &lt;a href="http://www.deecarney.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;. I'm also contemplating posting excerpts from Morgan Sierra stories on the site too. To get to them, you'll need to agree that you're older than 21. Don't go looking for them yet. I'm still tossing around the idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7736227996853660704?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7736227996853660704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7736227996853660704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7736227996853660704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7736227996853660704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-many-stories-so-little-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-4284542762864872288</id><published>2008-01-21T13:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T20:42:24.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Draft excerpt from Trial of the Guardian...&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;“Will you trust me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel swallowed hard. Long before he asked, she had trusted him implicitly. The fact that he wanted her to verbally say so now should have been a warning. It was certainly sending off alarms in her mind. He was watching her with concern on his face but also there was something that told her he would never hurt her physically or emotionally. She could trust him. So slowly, reluctantly she nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes,” she whispered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero let her see him reaching for the candle at the bedside. The wax was beginning to pool at the center and as he jostled its length, some of the wax ran down the sides. He brought the candle closer to Rachel now and her breath quickened in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Close your eyes, Rachel and don’t open them for any reason. Trust in me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting back tears that were threatening to form under her closed lids, Rachel turned her head to the side and let out a long, shaky breath. This blind surrender to him was the hardest thing she had ever done in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Trust me,” he repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her breath was caught in her throat. All she could manage was another nod. Survival instinct was fighting for control, wanting her to pry open her eyes and demand to know what he had in mind. Her pleasure instinct was calmly curious. And that was enough for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-4284542762864872288?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/4284542762864872288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=4284542762864872288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4284542762864872288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4284542762864872288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/draft-excerpt-from-trial-of-guardian.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2939726514406455519</id><published>2008-01-17T18:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:55:56.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. I've managed to kill my jump drive. I mean, I knew that was possible, but dang. Killed it? Oh well. DH is chastising me for not taking better care of my stuff, but all I can say is thank goodness for BACK UPs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo. Saw a forum thread on NaNo entitled &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/node/1012545"&gt;You know you're writing romance when&lt;/a&gt;.... Well, one that is near and dear to my heart is "you know you're writing romance when there are 56 chapters in your novel and your mom thinks there are 53." If you don't get it, you're obviously not writing a romance. At least, not a &lt;em&gt;sensual &lt;/em&gt;one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2939726514406455519?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2939726514406455519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2939726514406455519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2939726514406455519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2939726514406455519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2166526263127654726</id><published>2008-01-12T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:15:41.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Were you wondering about A Beautiful Death? It's my contribution to the Wicked call for submissions by &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/"&gt;Cobblestone&lt;/a&gt; that is a few posts below. It was my plan to crank it out between today and tomorrow, but Trial of the Guardian has taken off (in my mind at least) and I've spent the day working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of...I've decided to drop the "i" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hiero&lt;/span&gt; and just make him plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Hero. When I researched the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hiero&lt;/span&gt;, I discovered it's Greek; for some reason, in my mind this now makes the pronunciation "hy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt;". As you know, I want "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt;". Now I just have to spend a little time thinking about whether or not this makes my MC a little too over-glamorized. I don't think so, but let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And good news! The Voice as printed by &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/"&gt;Lulu&lt;/a&gt; showed up today. It's gorgeous!! With certainty I know that every &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that I do in the future will result in a hard-bound copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what - 2008 is starting out to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2166526263127654726?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2166526263127654726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2166526263127654726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2166526263127654726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2166526263127654726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/were-you-wondering-about-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-975270978171014274</id><published>2008-01-09T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:43:32.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flight of the Guardian is now Trial of the Guardian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking about it with a fellow writer last night, I really focused on how character-driven my stories have been. It's true that when I start a story, the only thing I know is who my characters are. Then, I slowly start having them do &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; and that something leads to another something and so on and so forth....I have no idea what the plot of the story is going to be other than to know that there will be a happily ever after at the very end. (At least, so far!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Did I mention that I submitted The Voice to a publisher? A friend is reading it and she thinks it's good - and I trust her opinion. The hard copy that I ordered from &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/"&gt;LuLu&lt;/a&gt; will be arriving any day and I'm excited to see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-975270978171014274?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/975270978171014274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=975270978171014274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/975270978171014274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/975270978171014274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/flight-of-guardian-is-now-trial-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2276288269505069275</id><published>2008-01-06T19:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:34:13.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/images/wickedbanner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="145" alt="" src="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/images/wickedbanner1.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wicked Line&lt;br /&gt;Length: 5 to 10k&lt;br /&gt;Contest : January 2 – 19, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be wicked for us. We're looking for short story erotica with a very high level of sexual content within five to ten thousand words. HEA or romantic content not required. First and third person accepted (male or female POV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place winner will receive a standard contract, first publication slot for the Wicked Line and $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other entries will be considered for publication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest open to all authors currently unpublished with Cobblestone Press, LLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are interested in the following genres: contemporary, historical, paranormal, BDSM, multicultural, science fiction, and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely no fan fiction, forced seduction, rape, purple prose, pedophilia, incest, bodily functions, snuff, bestiality, and necrophilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submissions should be sent to: submissions@cobblestone-press.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formatting&lt;br /&gt;1. Use either Times New Roman or Courier New, 12pt. font&lt;br /&gt;2. All paragraphs should be indented .5 (without tabs-preferred) Double Spaced&lt;br /&gt;3. One inch margins&lt;br /&gt;4. Attach the manuscript as an RTF file (no other format will be opened)Include a cover letter in the body of your email, please put WICKED CONTEST in the subject line&lt;br /&gt;5. On the first page of your manuscript include in the upper left corner the following: Title of Manuscript, Word Count- Calculated by your word processor program, Genre (or Line), Full Name, Pen Name (if applicable), Mailing Address, Phone Number, and Email Address&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Regular Submissions for this line will open February 14, 2008 ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2276288269505069275?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2276288269505069275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2276288269505069275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2276288269505069275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2276288269505069275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/wicked-line-length-5-to-10k-contest.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-274318397117182830</id><published>2008-01-06T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T10:48:46.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes - we've all seen the very cheesy cover art out there. Check out this person's site. Some of these are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldoflongmire.com/features/romance_novels/index.htm"&gt;http://www.worldoflongmire.com/features/romance_novels/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-274318397117182830?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/274318397117182830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=274318397117182830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/274318397117182830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/274318397117182830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/yes-weve-all-seen-very-cheesy-cover-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-8915824434821879322</id><published>2008-01-04T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:45:59.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have so much to learn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/"&gt;Cobblestone&lt;/a&gt; announced it's list of new authors to the rest of the community and (yay!) I was there along with my story's title and genre. All this time I was under the assumption that I was writing paranormal. Well, paranormal-ish. Kind of. Truthfully, I really didn't know what to call it. They did. It's classified under &lt;em&gt;urban fantasy&lt;/em&gt;. I actually had to go look up the other titles listed this way and you know what? They're right. Soldier is &lt;a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/genre/urbanfantasy.htm"&gt;Urban Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;. I will be listed there with stories about dragons, angels and faeries. Cool, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-8915824434821879322?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/8915824434821879322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=8915824434821879322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8915824434821879322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8915824434821879322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-so-much-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-4954412120818105234</id><published>2008-01-02T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:39:36.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's nothing like being sick to make you want to do absolutely nothing. Add freezing weather to that and well, darn it, sweatpants and a comforter are about the only things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; be getting any of &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm really just trying to explain away why Flight of the Guardian is coming along so slowly. I skimmed an article someone wrote about "writer's block" and thought about that phenomenon. Is there really such a thing? &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; proved to me that when pushed to the wall, I can crank out pages upon pages of stuff. (Not necessarily good stuff, but stuff nonetheless.) Why is it then that every time I start a new story, it's like pulling teeth? I know what I want to happen, but is it ever so painstakingly slow to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;C'est&lt;/span&gt; la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-4954412120818105234?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/4954412120818105234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=4954412120818105234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4954412120818105234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4954412120818105234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2008/01/theres-nothing-like-being-sick-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3565767096392820157</id><published>2007-12-31T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:12:04.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a cold. Again. I had a cold one month ago today. This sucks. I really need to take better care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone! I'll be hopped on champagne and cold medicine tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3565767096392820157?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3565767096392820157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3565767096392820157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3565767096392820157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3565767096392820157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-cold.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3721035294750019966</id><published>2007-12-28T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:19:51.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still stunned about the contract. And then when that feeling subsides - usually just for an instant - then panic sets in. What the hell have I done to myself? There is a lot of work involved in this process. I even developed a bout of (not-so-unusual) insomnia last night dwelling on it. I want to do this right, but am trying to be mindful of being too eager and jumping the gun. A lot of authors out there have websites where they promote themselves but for me, this blog and you are what I have, dear readers. I've always marched to the beat of my own drum and writing will probably be just another example of how much so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've picked up Flight of the Guardian (again) today and want to finish it by the 30th of January. I'm shooting for a 35,000 word story this time. I'll keep you posted of my progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned regarding all of the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3721035294750019966?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3721035294750019966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3721035294750019966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3721035294750019966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3721035294750019966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-still-stunned-about-contract.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7190409746930006589</id><published>2007-12-26T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:15:40.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My printer is churning out the contract right now and it's a heck of a lot more complicated than I had ever anticipated. Cover art. Cover art?! I get to approve cover art? Yes, you would think that this is common sense, but I guess I never really thought about it. I'm supposed to sign up and link to certain blogs and web addresses and a million other tiny details I never thought of. I won't know a release date yet until I've been assigned an editor which could be up to a month from now. I'll keep you posted on how it happens. I've always been curious about the whole process and now I'm a part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friends for seeing me through this. Apparently, I'm the only person who is surprised that someone other than me liked the story. I guess that's a good thing too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7190409746930006589?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7190409746930006589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7190409746930006589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7190409746930006589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7190409746930006589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-printer-is-churning-out-contract.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1957525562582272991</id><published>2007-12-25T15:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:09:23.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Merry Christmas to me! I received an email notification this morning that the first publisher I submitted it to wants to offer a contract for "Soldier"!!! Can you believe it? I still can't. Go me! Go me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be cheesing about this all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1957525562582272991?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1957525562582272991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1957525562582272991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1957525562582272991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1957525562582272991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-merry-christmas-to-me-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1363370318207784648</id><published>2007-12-23T21:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T21:27:08.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why I bother. I said that I was going to let "Trial" sit and then edit and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; send it to a publisher. &lt;&lt;em&gt;Ennnhhh.&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Nope. I re-edited on Friday night and sent it off that evening. No turn around time listed on their site, but I would be very, very surprised if it doesn't get published...at least somewhere. Not necessarily at the first place I try, but somewhere. I even mentioned to the editor that I think there's room for a part 2 to the story. In fact, I've spent a lot of last night and this morning musing over writing part 2. I really hope it does get published dear readers so that you can take a look at it. I really do think it's that good. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. see previous post if you don't believe me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another note, the new story is called "Flight of the Guardian". My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MMC's&lt;/span&gt; name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hiero&lt;/span&gt; (pronounced like "hero"). Isn't that sexy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, writing here gave me a 30 second break from cleaning the house for the holiday visit by my folks. Since I probably won't get another chance to say it, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1363370318207784648?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1363370318207784648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1363370318207784648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1363370318207784648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1363370318207784648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-dont-know-why-i-bother.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-8338037881424257265</id><published>2007-12-21T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T19:01:37.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn I'm good. I mean it. I'm really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to break my arm patting myself on the back but I just finished "Trial" and it's 23 pages, 6400 words of *spice*. I mean, it's hot. I'm not certain that I'll keep the title since I veered away from what I had originally intended to happen in the story, but I am beyond satisfied with the results. I think Morgan Sierra definitely has a future. I'll let it sit for a few days and then go back and edit it before submitting to a publisher. The storyline is well, controversial and I can see people not wanting to publish it because of the subject matter. I absolutely cannot see them not wanting to publish it because of the writing. It's really that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now that I've said all that, how much money do you want to lay down that I come back in a few days and exclaim how horrible the story is? ha ha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-8338037881424257265?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/8338037881424257265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=8338037881424257265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8338037881424257265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8338037881424257265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/damn-im-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-2558147760239535264</id><published>2007-12-20T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T11:14:53.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really shouldn't bother saying that I'm not going to do something. Nine times out of ten, I end up doing it anyway. I'm referring to The Voice. I said I wasn't going to edit it. &lt;em&gt;Yeah, right.&lt;/em&gt; Not only did I review it once, I reviewed it three times. (And caught errors in it all three times, mind you.) Once done with that, I finally settled on my NaNo gift to myself: I'm having it printed in hard cover. It will be a 6x9 hard bound book, color cover and 291 pages long. (I've even got a dedication page! What it says is a secret for now.) I went to &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/"&gt;LuLu&lt;/a&gt;  and ordered two copies. One copy will forever sit on my shelf in pristine condition. The other copy is for others to read. I'm still not 100% pleased with the story, but it does make me smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-2558147760239535264?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/2558147760239535264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=2558147760239535264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2558147760239535264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/2558147760239535264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-really-shouldnt-bother-saying-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1519336740225070368</id><published>2007-12-17T10:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T10:06:47.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yikes! Double yikes! Got an email today that half of November's submissions have been answered! The other half will be answered before the New Year! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten an answer. Whether this is good or bad news....I just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, despite my earlier resolution, I have started editing The Voice. It's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad, I suppose. Not great, but not that bad. I'll let you know if I decide to submit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1519336740225070368?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1519336740225070368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1519336740225070368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1519336740225070368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1519336740225070368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-yikes-double-yikes-got-email-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-8602249762191889846</id><published>2007-12-16T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:02:35.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really, really need more discipline. I was perusing some publisher sites and came across a call for stories from Harlequin called Spice Briefs. They want stories between 5 and 15K words (totally up my alley) that are hard-core erotica. ::&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;:: Hard-core, you say? Instantly, I pulled my MC from the story I just started and put him into this new story because he would work better here than in the story I had planned for him. I also came up with a pen name for writing erotica, taking inspiration from my two doggies. If you find any stories published by &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morgan Sierra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that's me! So, the new story is called "Trial". Because of its brevity and planned content, it might be hard to post an excerpt, but we'll see. In the meanwhile, the other story - no name now because I took away the MC - is on hold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-8602249762191889846?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/8602249762191889846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=8602249762191889846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8602249762191889846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8602249762191889846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-really-really-need-more-discipline.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7184190129331502516</id><published>2007-12-12T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T19:45:45.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally did it. I started another story. And that should be good news, right? Well, the new story has hit some snags. I've started it exactly three times. What I mean to say is that after the first start, I realized it was missing some &lt;em&gt;oomph&lt;/em&gt;, so I inserted a few lines. About half a dozen pages later, I realize "oh! this is a whole '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nother&lt;/span&gt; start!" No biggie, right? Wrong. Two days later I get a brainstorm about how it should &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; start. And yep, this should occur before I get to the pages I've already started. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go back to a disciplined way of writing. This free-lance thing ain't doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is no news good news from a potential publisher? Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7184190129331502516?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7184190129331502516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7184190129331502516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7184190129331502516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7184190129331502516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-new-story-has-hit-some-snags.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3672500605999653303</id><published>2007-12-07T16:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T16:15:41.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow. Perhaps there's a writer in me after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going absolutely nucking futz without a novel to write. I was going to give myself some time off, but after what? - seven whole days, I'm starting to lose my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that my laptop is working now? Yeah. &lt;em&gt;After&lt;/em&gt; NaNo is over. Of course. But at least I'll have it for the next great piece I write. Whatever that might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it true that no news is good news when it comes to publishers? That's what I'm counting on for &lt;em&gt;Soldier&lt;/em&gt;. I've read that people are using their rejection letters as a source of pride which says "Hey! At least I tried to get published. What did you do?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's something to ponder too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3672500605999653303?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3672500605999653303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3672500605999653303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3672500605999653303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3672500605999653303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1708136607858169043</id><published>2007-12-05T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:51:43.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With all of the grumbling I did during November about how behind I was, you would think that I wouldn't miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;. Well. You're wrong. I do miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;. I can't believe that November is over! It's currently only the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of December and I'm supposed to be taking a break, but I find myself fidgeting - nay, itching for something to do. Did I mention that school is over this week too? Double whammy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think The Voice is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;salvageable&lt;/span&gt;, so perhaps I'll come up with a new story to write instead of trying to edit it. I'll let you know what I come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note: The Voice ended up being 50,825 words....finished November 30th at 10:08pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1708136607858169043?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1708136607858169043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1708136607858169043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1708136607858169043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1708136607858169043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/12/with-all-of-grumbling-i-did-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-4148543894960265770</id><published>2007-11-30T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:38:31.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R1CN-EImZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/PZFbPXUZROU/s1600-R/nano_07_winner_small.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138763272230954386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R1CN-EImZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGZV_zWDi20/s320/nano_07_winner_small.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came. I saw. I conquered NaNoWriMo 2007's butt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I still have to finish the last chapter, I have surpassed the 50K word count that is required to be a NaNo winner! Go me! Go me! By my count, I have exactly 50,026 words at this moment. I cannot tell you how pleased as punch I am!! Looking back at the posts I've made for November, it seemed that I was always behind. Always trying to catch up. Well, no matter! 7 full hours ahead of time, I am a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who see this blog and think that you don't have enough time to undertake something like this, get rid of those excuses. If I can do this while working full-time, working part time, going to school full-time, making a Thanksgiving dinner for my family, hosting a family sleep over, keeping a social life with friends and DH (and the list goes on) - all in the month of November - &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So. Can. You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-4148543894960265770?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/4148543894960265770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=4148543894960265770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4148543894960265770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4148543894960265770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R1CN-EImZZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cGZV_zWDi20/s72-c/nano_07_winner_small.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6101060752479559523</id><published>2007-11-27T22:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:57:21.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>44,412.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired I'm seeing double. I'm supposed to be at 45K by tonight, but 600 off is going to have to do. The good news is that I can see a light at the end of the tunnel. Two tunnels, if you insist. First, Friday is the last day of NaNo; 50K here I come. Second, I'm certain that when I cross the 50K finish line, my current novel will be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I personally think that it jumped the shark about two chapters back, but I have December to go back and edit with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est la vie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6101060752479559523?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6101060752479559523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6101060752479559523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6101060752479559523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6101060752479559523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/44412.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-4524918223515690722</id><published>2007-11-25T09:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T09:53:15.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>37,830. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This four day weekend was not the writing adventure I had expected it to be. I spent Thursday afternoon cooking, after spending a little time playing catch up on the writing that morning. Then my parents announced that they were coming for a visit on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, I had to do some serious straightening up for them. And that also meant that I would do ZERO writing on Friday. By Saturday afternoon after they had left, I was drained and took a three hour nap. Fortunately, I did get up and spend a lot of time writing. Unfortunately, no where near what I needed to do. I'm at 37,830 at this moment and I should have had 40K yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now starting to question whether or not I'll hit 50K by Friday. Type, D., type!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-4524918223515690722?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/4524918223515690722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=4524918223515690722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4524918223515690722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/4524918223515690722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/37830.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7130681961253211324</id><published>2007-11-19T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:18:29.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Creeping along. Creeping. Creeping. Creeping along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was so full energy about my story really taking shape. Now I just want to stab the next person who says NaNo. Well. Not really. It's just that who decided NOVEMBER with turkey day as a major theme would be a good month?! There are a million things going on in my personal world and yet I labor and toil over this damn novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I be a little cranky because it's a little late? Yeah. Probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back tomorrow. Perhaps I'll be in a better mood by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="100" alt="My NaNoWriMo Progress" src="http://www.nowrists.com/n7.cfm/207543/Grey/n.png" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7130681961253211324?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7130681961253211324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7130681961253211324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7130681961253211324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7130681961253211324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/creeping-along.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7014519156218105858</id><published>2007-11-18T15:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T18:37:12.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! I've been forgetting to blog! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I can't believe a week has passed since I've been here. To give you a heads up, I've fallen woefully behind. &lt;em&gt;Again.&lt;/em&gt; As of this moment, I have 26,211 words and I'm procrastinating catching up. I think I'm supposed to be around 30,000 words right now. Oh well. I still have another eight hours before I go to bed. Let's see what I can do in that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! I submitted "Soldier" to a publisher today! 60 day turn-around-time to find out if they absolutely hated it, think it's merely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, or if they think its publish-worthy. Wish me well. So far, five of five friends who were supposed to be editors got caught up in the story and about halfway through forgot to edit. Or perhaps my writing just got so good by that point that they didn't need to? One can only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nowrists.com/n7.cfm/207543/Blue/n.png" width="400" height="100" border="0" alt="My NaNoWriMo Progress" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7014519156218105858?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7014519156218105858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7014519156218105858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7014519156218105858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7014519156218105858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/omg-ive-been-forgetting-to-blog-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-5657555927765386365</id><published>2007-11-12T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:40:49.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21,779. Thank goodness for three day weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally caught up to where I need to be after the hiatus in Atlanta. In fact, since I plan on doing some more later on tonight, I will probably be almost two days ahead of schedule. With Thanksgiving quickly approaching, I need to make certain that I am ahead or else have to suffer through another weekend of doing almost nothing except working on this novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title for the novel appears to be "The Voice". In fact, I'm thinking now that the title to my &lt;a href="http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html"&gt;other novella&lt;/a&gt; may just remain "Soldier" as I had originally called it for lack of another title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 12 days of writing, I'm really getting into the story. The bad guy - I have a thing for bad guys - sounds intriguing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-5657555927765386365?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/5657555927765386365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=5657555927765386365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5657555927765386365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/5657555927765386365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/21779.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6274617753271549984</id><published>2007-11-10T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T15:25:28.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's only fair that I post the same excerpt here that I posted on NaNo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You ok?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Just really, really tired.” She stifled a yawn. “I don’t know about you, but the painkillers didn’t do much. I just want to lie down and hope I don’t ache this badly in the morning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I help?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anything in particular in mind?” she said. As the words came out of her mouth, she froze, hoping they didn’t sound as suggestive to him as they did to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Actually,” he paused. “If it’s not too forward, I do give a pretty good massage. You’re probably going to hate life in the morning, but we can try working out some of the kinks now so that it won’t be too bad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You don’t even seem fazed,” she commented. Mentally, the angel on her left shoulder and the devil on the right shoulder battled fiercely. Cherry had been watching his hands at dinner and they seemed so incredibly large and capable. The idea of a massage was deliciously tempting. Then again, their level of intimacy would raise another notch if she allowed him to run his hands over her body carte blanche. But boy did that sound good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;12,185 as of right now. Type, fingers type!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6274617753271549984?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6274617753271549984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6274617753271549984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6274617753271549984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6274617753271549984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-only-fair-that-i-post-same-excerpt.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3844567788724348166</id><published>2007-11-09T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:45:44.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let the Marathon begin! I have fallen &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; behind with NaNo. I think I'm somewhere around 8800 words. The fact that I can only "think" what my word count is should tell you something. The trip to Atlanta was wonderful, but I just didn't get the writing in that I had expected to. Also had some hiccups with the Alphasmart and I may have to return it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I'm planning on doing at least 20,000 words by Monday evening - today being Friday. It's a three day weekend; I'm not scheduled to work and my school assignments are caught up. I'll be back on Monday to tell you how I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3844567788724348166?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3844567788724348166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3844567788724348166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3844567788724348166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3844567788724348166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-marathon-begin-i-have-fallen-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3574114439747972062</id><published>2007-11-04T06:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T06:13:45.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4699. After three days of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt;, I've fallen behind by about 400 words. I don't feel too badly about that seeing how I worked a twelve hour shift yesterday which was the cause for the delay. I am heading for Atlanta later today and between the time at the airport and being cooped up in a hotel room by myself tonight, I'll make up the 400 words and some. Unfortunately, this also probably means being out of touch with the Internet for a few days so you'll have to wait until Wednesday to see how far I've managed to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, for the trip I bought an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alphasmart&lt;/span&gt; 2000 - yes, the &lt;em&gt;really old&lt;/em&gt; version. Unfortunately, I failed to notice that the one I purchased didn't come with the cable, so now I'm trying to find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;USB&lt;/span&gt; infrared adaptor to use. I'm going to take my chances on it working once I get the adaptor and take it on the trip with me. Please, please, please let it work! My hand is cramping from having to hand write my novel when I'm mobile. sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3574114439747972062?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3574114439747972062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3574114439747972062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3574114439747972062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3574114439747972062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/11/4699.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7735281112535059043</id><published>2007-10-31T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:17:41.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know what blows? Being sleepy at 9:12 pm...just under three hours away from NaNoWriMo 2007 officially starting. Ah. The tribulations of getting older. lol. I'm only 33. But some days...some days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this recent bout of sleepiness, I had planned on staying up and writing at 12:01 am. I guess I'll just try to get up early tomorrow and start then. C'est la vie. I am excited to say that I've ordered an old version of &lt;a href="http://www.alphasmart.com/"&gt;Alphasmart&lt;/a&gt; on Ebay. I have a trip to Atlanta this weekend and I'm trying to convince the seller to send it to me by Friday so that I'm on my way to typing up a great story (instead of handwriting it and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; typing it up). Hopefully, I can get it sometime soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7735281112535059043?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7735281112535059043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7735281112535059043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7735281112535059043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7735281112535059043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-know-what-blows-being-sleepy-at-912.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-3448973022015556782</id><published>2007-10-29T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:50:02.318-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I attended the Jacksonville kick-off party for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NaNo&lt;/span&gt; and met a group of people with some interesting story ideas! It was nice to put faces to the user names. I'm looking forward to seeing how we do as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I *still* don't have a name for my novella. DH read it on Saturday and said he spotted some holes in the plot that I need to plug. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I expected that. I didn't expect to have such a hard time with a title. If you go to &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/titlescorer"&gt;Lulu&lt;/a&gt;, they have a "scientific" method for determining whether your title will help make the book a best seller. It's funny. The names I kind of like have a low chance of success (around 22%), whereas the ones I'm just fooling around with end up pretty good (44%). Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-3448973022015556782?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/3448973022015556782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=3448973022015556782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3448973022015556782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/3448973022015556782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-attended-jacksonville-kick-off-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-545259056331429501</id><published>2007-10-27T10:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:17:06.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The drive to work can be so helpful. Although I had an idea for NaNo, I'm onto a - at least, I think - better one. What say you to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor/writer's boyfriend kills for pleasure. He's planning to kill her on their first trip together. On her way down to meet him, she runs into (literally) a former student (with a huge crush on her) who finds out about the boyfriend's plot. (I haven't figured out how yet!) They end up on the run. (and that's as far as I've gotten with the "details".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my 25K challenge needs a title. I've had two people read it so far and the only comments were reading level a little high (e.g. "fastidious") and more sex! lol. The latter comment from a single woman. I think I'll leave it as is though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-545259056331429501?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/545259056331429501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=545259056331429501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/545259056331429501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/545259056331429501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/drive-to-work-can-be-so-helpful.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-7529016027724822924</id><published>2007-10-25T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T13:00:44.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DONE!!!!!!! 86 pages; 25,070 words at 10:55pm EST on 10/24/2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darned good story if I do say so myself. Unfortunately, now that I'm reading the story from start to finish, I recognize how stiff the conversations are in chapter one. Fortunately, as the novella progresses, the writing gets better. I'm going to modify and tweak a little and then have a few friends read for input. In the meanwhile I'll start outlining for NaNo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-7529016027724822924?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/7529016027724822924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=7529016027724822924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7529016027724822924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/7529016027724822924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/done-86-pages-25070-words-at-1055pm-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6432194778007142682</id><published>2007-10-23T19:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:33:55.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>82 pages &amp;amp; 23,775 words down. I have just my last chapter to go!! I anticipate another 7 pages of text - at least, 1750 words - in the next two days. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it. &lt;sing&gt; Yeah. Cheesy, I know. Face it, though. I'm about five days ahead of schedule! Wow. Actually saw this one through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNo&lt;/a&gt;, I saw today that people are getting themselves goal presents. I think that at 50K words, I'm going to get myself an iPod Nano! (get it?) One of the other prizes will be a NaNo mug and possibly a NaNo 2007 tshirt. Any other suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6432194778007142682?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6432194778007142682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6432194778007142682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6432194778007142682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6432194778007142682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/82-pages-23775-words-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6656417398745891563</id><published>2007-10-22T06:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T06:06:52.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eureka! I'm almost done!! As of this moment, I have 21,490 words. Wow. I'm down to the last two chapters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing this has made me realized how difficult &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNo&lt;/a&gt; is going to be. I mean &lt;em&gt;Really. Difficult&lt;/em&gt;. I'm not usually one to fluff up my words, but I'm going to have to pull out every trick to make it to 50K words next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along those lines, I came up with a storyline on the way to work Saturday. Steve - dear hubby - helped me with some of the plot twists later that same day over dinner. With my current novel - the one with no name yet - about to wrap up, I can spend some time developing my new story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't hardly wait!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6656417398745891563?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6656417398745891563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6656417398745891563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6656417398745891563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6656417398745891563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/eureka-im-almost-done-as-of-this-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-8421472085766232705</id><published>2007-10-17T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:50:44.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My main characters are finally gonna do the deed! Writing the scene made me wonder if writers ever feel like they're repeating themselves when they write about sex. I've seen some &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; creative ways to change it up, but man, after a while you have to run out of words! Ha! I guess that is what distinguishes a good writer from a great one, huh? (Or would that be a good sex life from a great one?! ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this moment, the word count is...15,924&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-8421472085766232705?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/8421472085766232705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=8421472085766232705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8421472085766232705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/8421472085766232705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-main-characters-are-finally-gonna-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-6476848029786893461</id><published>2007-10-15T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:45:05.834-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As of this very moment, I have 11,937 words typed in my personal October challenge. That's almost halfway to my goal of 25,000 words by October 31. I'm right on target. Here's a small excerpt - note: up to this point, the hero doesn't know the heroine's real name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped short when he came into sight and let out a low whistle. “Anna you said he was gorgeous, but damn!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hand went under his chin and his head tilted to the side. “&lt;em&gt;Anna&lt;/em&gt;? You said I was &lt;em&gt;gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;?” he mocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can never keep your mouth shut. I told you he thought my name was Lisa.” Anna turned colors of pink previously undiscovered and Lucy hooted with laughter, holding her waist with both hands. The sound was beautiful and Nicholas chuckled in response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that isn't insane enough for you, I decided to not only do NaNoWriMo, I'm signing up for &lt;a href="http://70daysofsweat.com/wordpress/archives/71"&gt;70 Days of Sweat&lt;/a&gt;. Today is day #1 of that challenge. Wish me well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-6476848029786893461?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/6476848029786893461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=6476848029786893461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6476848029786893461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/6476848029786893461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-of-this-very-moment-i-have-11937.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3869147921540007710.post-1443206934971362856</id><published>2007-10-12T09:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:45:43.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided to start this blog today to keep me accountable. Let's see how well it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day while cleaning out the garage, I came across at least a dozen stories I had started years ago - even pre-undergrad days - and never finished. Let's not forget the novel that is about two chapters away from being finished that I haven't touched in &lt;em&gt;years&lt;/em&gt;. Pathetic, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the month of October I have challenged myself to write three pages a day. This is in preparation for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt; where I'll have to write about 7 pages a day for the month of November to make their 50,000 word challenge. So far, so good on the October challenge. I'll post my progress on it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for me on NaNo ID &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/user/207543"&gt;blkdawn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3869147921540007710-1443206934971362856?l=deecarney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/feeds/1443206934971362856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3869147921540007710&amp;postID=1443206934971362856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1443206934971362856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3869147921540007710/posts/default/1443206934971362856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deecarney.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-decided-to-start-this-blog-today-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Dee Carney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Buak7QqxB4Q/R6YZpBFXXuI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ZbKZi_LiPzU/S220/missattitude.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
