Birthright

What is it about Teddy Bears that make people go nuts over them?  Is it there cuteness or how cuddly they feel when you hold them close?   My suggestion?  Get rid of them! One miserable day at work, I was walking home and it was cold.  Being late night, I wanted the day finished.   Everything that could go wrong, did and my boss, Mr. Brown had nothing to say to me, in fact when he did it was mean.  Bastard. Anyway, as I walked down the sidewalk I passed a toy store.  Now for some odd reason I never paid too much attention to this particular store, but this time I did.  In the window was a Teddy Bear.  It looked as though it was telling me to take him home.  Weird I know, but his eyes looked so real, that I immediately went in and bought him.  As I walked, I had a smile on my face and I have to tell you, I thought I felt a heartbeat as I carried the bag. Thinking I was just excessively tired, I finally reached my house and went in. The couch was my drop off point, so down went the bag

In writing the sequel to Birthright, I decided to really research everything out, not that I didn't with Birthright, but I wanted the sequel to be very thought out in detail.  So, if you haven't read Birthright yet, do not read this. Anyway, I had to find a reason why Candra's father kept going away on business.  Where was he going and why!  Candra and her mother drank a tea infused with her father's blood, but it also had rose petals, mistletoe and blood root in it.  I had the hardest time and I should have thought of this long before, but being the novice at writing I didn't.  Shoot me! Anyway, I thought roses, and then I did a search on roses in Romania which I came up with their flower which was the Rosa Canina.  A wild rose, pink, with rose hips after the flower stops blooming.  Rose petals offer protection and bring love.  Perfect right?  Gets better. Growing up, my mother had an arbor that her father, my grandpa made and she had planted wild roses on ei

I didn't like the bookcover, just something about it just wouldn't let me accept it.  I think it was the whiteness of the Star of David.  Here is how I fixed it.

I being a newbie myself have come across some things that sent out signals to cause me to think twice. Being published is great, you may not make a living at it, but that's not why you write.  You write because it is your passion.  With that being said, then take your time to look for a reputable publisher.  If an author friend or someone you know who is published by someone they like working for then by all means go for it, but if you know nothing about the publisher search them.  Find out what  you can and even then you're not told everything. I searched Trestle Press and found nothing wrong with them, but I still had this innate feeling of doom, well not doom, but a twinge of not too sure if I wanted to sign up with them.  I signed the contract, which was a one paragraph sheet of paper (red flag #1) and then a bunch of lines to where I would write what submissions I was sending in for them to publish.  Still nervous. I filled it out and sent it in then I started asking ho

I am sooooo glad I got out of their contract. I was getting bad vibes from the get-go they are a shady publisher to work for and if you know any writer who deals with them or wishes to deal with them tell them NO and give them this link. http://litreactor.com/news/digital-publisher-trestle-press-dinged-for-stealing-cover-art

Congratulations to Blaze, Wendy and Carole! You guys have your choice of the three pictures you want! Or better yet, if you want me to design me exclusively for you I will. Let me know! Congratulations guys! Sue

It's finally here! Vamplit's Blog Hopping and today I have a great offer for you! For coming on my blog and leaving a comment I will give you an original piece of art work that I have done! But the "sweetest" thing about this is I will pick only three. So here are the rules... 1. Come see my blog 2. Leave a comment 3. Leave me your email That's it! The pieces of artwork I have chosen are the three above! Good luck!!!

As I sit here, I can't help think that everything that has gone wrong in my life has to be something of a punishment for past events that I have done and God, being in his infinite mercy, is...for better lack of words, "giving it to me." I tend to look at these harsh realities as trials and trials they are, for today was hard. I've been battling arthitis in all my joints, mainly in my knees and I've done everything I can short of having surgery again. Two days ago I wanted to celebrate two big events in my life, having my book in Anderson's bookstore (a big dream of mine come true)and having my artwork used as the theme for the upcoming Black American society which over 400 people attend. So, I wanted to go to the mall, walk, see the little puppies and have some cinnamon sticks. Doesn't sound like much, but to me its the little things that I love. Anyway, we didn't make it to the middle of the mall when both my knees decided to say, "not