Sunday, March 11, 2012

Finally, The Interview With Crocell

Me: *Mutters while rearranging the room* I wouldn’t be doing this if it wasn’t for Micah… he knows that. Too bad I can’t seem to tell the little guy, “No!” Of course not, he’s too freaking adorable! *Sigh* Might as well get this over with.

*walks over to the door, takes a final look around to make sure everything’s in place before taking a deep breath and allowing my guest in*

Me: Hi, Crocell.

Crocell: *amused* Going for the Ode de Overkill look?

*I look around again and have to agree that maybe some of the sigils were a bit overboard*

Me: *uneasy* Well, it’s not like I have a Duke of Hell over for a conversation every day.

Crocell: *laughing* I should hope not!

*I motion to the small loveseat in the office and while he sits, I try to calm my nerves*

Crocell: Micah failed to mention you were this… flappable.

*I can understand what he means and honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’d promised the little guy I’d do this, you can bet I’d have even more protections up the ying yang in an effort to keep someone of his…um… ilk out!*

Me: Well, you have to admit, you are a bit… intimidating. So, you wanted to meet and talk about Micah and the books.

Crocell: Yes. It seems some people have the wrong impression about my grandson.

Me: I know. Really, I have no idea how that happened! I mean, it’s not as if I ever said that Micah is a demon child. In fact, I didn’t even hint at it!

Crocell: And there lies the problem. *he stands* I cannot have my grandson known as some evil incarnate just because someone refuses to read your book instead of skimming through it. 

*I nod because… well, he’s right!*

Crocell: I am sure that while you regret any misconceptions, you can also understand my concern. Your kind, have a habit of… overreacting.

*Cringing, I can’t help but agree. While I’ve shown several of Micah and David’s adventures, there’s still other stories of theirs that don’t put people in a very good light*

Me: I’ll do what I can to change their opinions.

Crocell: Thank you. Now, I must leave as I have it on very good authority I have a usurper in my midst and I have been quite tolerant of him for too long.

*I watch him leave through the same door he walked in and can’t help if he did it as a courtesy to me, or if it’s another way for him to get under my skin. I can only hope he didn’t do his disappearing act outside where the neighbors can see – can you imagine their reactions?*

*phone rings*

Me: Hello.

David: I told you.

Me: *nodding* Yes, you did. Thanks for the heads up by the way, I kept a window cracked.

David: Yeah, well… just don’t get any ideas that I like you or anything.

Me: Of course not. 


David: Micah says, “Hi!” you know how he is.

*I can hear the big brother amusement loud and clear*

Me: Yeah, I know. Hey, seriously, thanks for the heads up about the lavender and sulfur smell, I think I would have puked on his shoes if I hadn’t had the window open.

David: *laughs loudly* I would have given all of my summer pay to have seen that!

*the dial tone tells me that our conversation is over, but I can’t help but think that maybe David and I come to some sort of understanding*

Me: Ouch!

*looks at the seat under my now bruised bottom to find a nice shiny push pin*

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

... And We're Back!!!

Me: … I think, maybe… YES! That was it!

Micah: Really? Yay! You won’t tell Mommy what it was will you?

I can’t help but be amazed. Oh, not that he wants to protect his brother, but he’d think that I’d rat the kid out!

Me: *shakes head* Nah, it’s cool. But can you do me a favor? Let him know that the next time he wants to get back at me… TP my yard, don’t hack my blog and change the password, okay? How’d he do that anyway?

I know David isn’t dumb, but I never thought the kid was computer savvy.

Micah: *shrugs* He knows people.

Me: *stares blankly* 

Micah: I have to go now. When can you talk to Crocell?

Me: *stunned and thinking, “how about… never?”* Does it really mean that much to you?

Micah: *nods enthusiastically*

Me: *sigh* How about you set up a time for either this week or next. Will that work?

I get a hug for my agreement and I can’t help but melt a little. It takes me a minute to realize the little guy is gone… again. Well at least now I can get back into my blog. But I’m trying very hard to ignore the comment about David knowing people… that has a bit of an ominous tone, doesn’t it? Yeah…

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Book Sale!!!

Now that the Thanksgiving feast has been demoted to leftovers, I'm now turning my attention towards the Christmas season festivities (and besides the Black Friday debacles, isn't it a wonderful time of the year?).While yesterday I spent the day with my mom and daughter at a nearby small town's annual craft fair, meeting new people and selling our wares (Mom's crocheting, Jess' jewelry), I did a very spontaneous book sale. Today, I've decided to extend my book promotion to you! Are you excited yet? I am! 

So, here's the deal. From now until Dec. 3, 2011:

Buy 1 book, save 10%
Buy 2 books or more, save 25%

You can either mix and match or order extra for people you love as a gift!

So, here's the new price list:

The Rain Song 13.99 1 copy: $12.59  2 copies: $20.99
Going to California: 18.99 1 copy: $17.09  2 copies: $28.49

or my favorite... THE BUNDLE!

1 copy of each: 32.98 $24.74

Please add $4.95 for shipping (up to each bundle package) within the United States. I will be more than willing to ship overseas, we'll just need to figure out the type of shipping you want as well as cost.

So, I'm sure you're asking, "How can I get this great deal?" That's easy - email me at and let me know which of the above you would like, and if it's a gift for someone special (include their name too, please!). I'll send an invoice via Paypal and you can follow the link provided. See...easy!

Thursday, November 10, 2011

An Early Christmas Giveaway

Micah has been talking to me about a Christmas surprise for his family and I have to admit that the kid has some lofty goals. It’s too bad that he and I can’t talk more often, but after the last time…

Anyhow, as you can imagine, David isn’t talking to me and has even gotten very good at hanging up the phone before I can even get out the word “Hello!” So, where does that leave me? *Sigh* Crocell. Apparently he wants to discuss what I can and cannot disclose about his grandson in his books. Would I be chicken if I said I really don’t want to? Can you blame me for being hesitant about a Grand Duke of Hell sitting across from me as if we were just two people enjoying tea and cookies? Yeah, I thought not!

“He’s not going to bite, you know?”

I don’t have to turn, I already know who it is and this is either going to get my oak tree TP’d, or my car egged. Don’t look at me like that… David takes his duties as both a big brother and a Guardian very seriously! And I think for now I’m going to leave Micah’s comment alone - just the idea of Crocell biting anyone is enough to send a cold shiver down my spine.

Me: *smiling* Hey Micah, what’s on your mind?

I decide to sit down because he’s looking like he’s about to bounce off the walls. Thankfully that’s one thing that can’t be blamed on me – I haven’t given him any cookies this time… yet.


Me: *smiling* Well, yeah, of course… that’s normal. So, what are you going to ask Santa for? I saw this great looking train in the store the other day. It was made to look like it had snow and presents all over it. I bet you’d like something like that, right?

Micah: *looks at me with great pity* Ummm…no, I don’t think so. Thanks for thinking of me though!

Why is it when he gets that tone, he’s trying to be polite… too polite.

Me: Uh, sure thing, kiddo. But if that’s not it, then what’s on your mind? Is it about your surprise?

Micah: Shhhh! DON’T TELL!!!

Me: I wasn’t going to tell, jeez… what do you take me for? Wait… don’t answer that!

I’m looking at him and waiting for him to spring whatever it is on me.

Micah: Well, you know how many people like the books, right?

I nod, wondering if the kid is buttering me up and yes, it’s definitely the phone ringing in time to my ears.

Micah: But there are others who say they would like to read them but can’t afford them right now?

Again, I nod. How can you argue with the truth?

Micah: Well, how about a contest? You know… people tell you which of their friends would like to read the books but can’t afford them, or would like them for Christmas, and then you can pick which one gets a copy!

Huh! The kid has a good idea. Before I get a chance to tell him just how great it is, he answers the phone and I’m pretty sure the only reason why he did is because he knows big brother is calling. It’s not long before Micah smiles, then giggles and nods his head before quickly hanging up the phone and runs to the door.

Micah: Bye! I’ll help you pick!

I can’t help but laugh. Only I would have a character of my books go through my house like he lived there!

Okay, so… contest! With the economy the way it is, Christmas is coming upon us and USPS is often slower than a terrapin on a hot summer day, I announce the contest in full swing.

The Prize:
1 copy each of The Rain Song and Going to California

The Rules:
1) Leave the name of someone who you know, who has mentioned they would like their own copy of either The Rain Song or Going to California, in the comments. (Hopefully it’s someone that for whatever reason is unable to get a copy on their own. )

2) You cannot name yourself! (We have to keep the Christmas spirit in here somewhere)

3) If the post office delivers, you can enter!

4) Entry starts immediately and ends Nov. 24th 2011 at 6pm CST (USA time).

5) The winner will be picked by random drawing at or shortly after 6pm CST on Nov. 24th 2011 and the person who enters the winner’s name will be notified so more information can be gathered. 

6) Also, the person who enters the winning name will get a special surprise as well – a limited edition Going to California coffee mug. There were only 10 made of this design and I use one myself. J

So, what are you waiting for? Give me those names!!!

Friday, August 26, 2011

First Posts and a Surprise

Wow, my first post under Team Remington! I have to say, I'm a bit nervous... it's not like I actually asked to do this, but they can't really get that mad at me for it, right? Uh... right? Sure, ever since Micah joined their little family the Remingtons have been more than a little... uh... secluded. But that doesn't mean they're anti-social... I hope!

So now that I have the Team Remington blog up (a huge thanks going out to my best friend and sister Anita!), I can get back to editing the third book in the series, Whole Lotta Love - sigh, it's about time! With hubby and the kids off doing their thing, I can actually get back to work and...

*knock knock*

Okay, this can't be good. Even our German Shepherd, Loki, knows that if the keys are clacking, don't come asking. *I really can't believe I said that!*

One more heavy sigh and off to the door I go...

Me: Yes? *I have to answer even if it's with an impatient question. After all it could be one of the kids without the key, or the newspaper boy selling subscriptions* As I open the door I'm shocked.

Me: Micah?!?

Micah: Can I come in?

He's quiet, which isn't unusual, but he won't look at me, which tells me something is on his mind.

Me: Of course! Where's David? Don't tell me you snuck off again!

Micah: *shrugs* He doesn't want to talk to you. I think he's upset because you didn't ask about the... thing.

Me: Uh...thing?

Micah: *nodding* Uh huh... the thing where you tell everyone what you're doing and what we're doing and we won't get to have any say so and...

Me: Whoa sweetie...slow down! First off... how did you...? *holds up one hand* Nope, I don't want to know. Okay, how's this... you tell everyone what you want them to know. Do you think that'll work? *I can't help but hope that this will work. How many authors are out there who isn’t blogging in this day and age, huh? Yeah, that's what I thought!*

Micah: What if they don't want to know anything?

Me: *sitting stunned* Are you kidding me? Trust me; they'll want to know everything about you! That's what's going to be so fun... you can tell them what you want. Hey, I know... you can have your mom and dad stop by sometime too - the whole family can put their own spin on everything! 

Micah: *looks over his shoulder* I have to go, David's getting worried. Promise not to tell him anything yet?

Me: I promise, sweetie. Now get back home before I have one irate big brother to deal with, OK?

I watch as Micah rushes out the door and I can't help but yell after him, Shut the door! I swear, he's more like one of my kids!