Satin Notes Christmas Contest – 2010 – Winner Announced

Satin Notes Christmas Contest ~ 2010 winners announced here .

Thank you!

Aliyah, McKenna, & Taige

A brrr… day

Whew. As I opened my door to go to the day job this morning I went brrr… It’s a really cold day. The temperature sure dropped a lot. Thankfully I was bundled up. But I did walk a little faster to my train and to my work. Now I am inside trying to get a little warm. Later it’s supposed to be much better. Hopefully.

I have a lot to do when I get home. Making plan for my office. Also some writing on my current WIP. Imagining warmer weather. (grin) Hey I can hope can’t I.

Snippet Saturday - Bad dates (gah!)

Today’s snippet theme is Bad dates. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Burning Touch…

“I’ll be okay. Thanks for a nice evening.” Halle James tried not to gag as she spoke the words that were a bold faced lie.

She gave her friend Kathryn a look that clearly said they would be talking about all that had happened that night. Kathryn winced then came to her.

“I’m sorry,” Kathryn said softly as she hugged her.

“You owe me big,” Halle replied in an equally soft voice.

Kathryn stepped back and went to her husband Chris. They both glared at the man named Dillon whom Halle had dubbed as octopus. Dillon returned the look and sauntered down the block whistling. She sighed and waved at her friends as she walked away from them. Her skin still crawled at the memory of the dinner she’d just had with her friends. They’d been matchmaking again. Dillon, the octopus, had groped her all evening until she’d finally had enough. When she had told him she would cut off his hands if he didn’t keep them to himself, he hadn’t even blinked. He just leered and said he liked it rough.

She’d had seen the look of fury on Chris’ face and had known he was about to deck Dillon. Although she would have enjoyed seeing her date sprawled on his ass, Halle hadn’t wanted a scene. To alleviate the brewing fight, she’d gotten up to leave. Her friends had followed her, as well as the Octopus, outside the restaurant where they’d been having dinner. Dillon was so oblivious to the ass beating he was about to get he’d made another salacious comment. Chris had lunged at him. Dillon was quick on his feet and moved out of the way. It had taken both her and Kathryn to calm Chris down. Instead of leaving, Dillon had stuck around a little distance from them and acted offended. Making a nuisance of himself, he said he didn’t know what their problem was.

Shaking off the thoughts of the evening, Halle swore silently. Her friends didn’t get that she wasn’t interested in them finding her a man whom they thought was perfect for her. Each time they’d tried had been one disaster after another. When she’d asked them to stop, they had backed off for a bit then the matchmaking had started again.

“Tonight is the last straw,” Halle vowed.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2008.
All Rights Reserved, Total-e-bound

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TGIF – Fun and Shopping

I had a very wonderful Thanksgiving. Ate too much, spent a great time with friends, spoke with my family and laughed like crazy. Hey did I mention I ate too much. LOL. All the food was tasty. Now I’m at work and so looking forward to the weekend.

Plan to get in a little Black Friday shopping on the way home. Also have some online shopping to do. Have to get cracking on my Christmas Shopping.

Happy Thanksgiving - 2010

Happy Thanksgiving! Wishing everyone who celebrates it lots of fun and eats! If you don’t celebrate it – I hope you have a wonderful day.

Enjoy time with your friends and family!!

A Thanksgiving Memory

This holiday brings back many memories of others past. When my mom was alive we would be cooking up a storm for the holidays. She would get excited with the holidays. It does bring a little tear to my eye when I think of her but also a smile. This was her fav time of year and she liked to spread the holiday cheer around.

I remember one holiday when we all went to my uncle’s house. Before we went they had a debate on who could make the best carrot cake, so my Mom made one and my uncle made one. The family members in attendance were the judges whose was the best. We had the better end of the competition getting to eat all that great cakes. Of course there was tie. Our family knew better than to declare an actual winner since it meant more bake off’s for future holidays. (wink)

Those who hadn’t come that year were sorry when they found out what they missed. Each year after that we had almost every family member there. LOL. Lots of good eating, fun, and chatting. Ahh… a good memory.

What are some of your Thanksgiving memories?

Bright Monday

Today is a bright, beautiful Monday. I am feeling very pleased today. Might have something to do with the upcoming holiday. I get to spend some time with family and friends. Chat, laugh, eat and just have fun. Looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. Have a lot to be thankful for.

Power of Attraction - Cover art and Release Date

Got the cover for Power of Attraction, my book that will be released by Total-E-Bound. The release date will be January 31, 2011.

Make sure to mark your calendar and spread the word about my upcoming release. Here is the blurb.

Power of Attraction
By: Taige Crenshaw
Total-E-Bound
Coming January 31, 2011
Series: Blackstone Haven ~ Book One
Genre: Paranormal

A man will come to you in the darkest moon. The trees will shade and protect your union of the soul. Before the final step to merge your body is taken, a choice must be made.

Peyton Blackstone, a natural born witch, knew from the prophecy that accompanied her birth that a man would come to her. Yet, when the man who is set to be her’s arrives, Peyton isn’t ready for him or the ramifications his coming will cause. This man who deals with reality has a few secrets of his own--secrets that could very well destroy them both.

Wesley McCarty believes the woman he meets under the moonlight is not real. Suffering from unexplained blackouts, he believes he is losing his mind. When he sees her again, he realizes not only is his fantasy woman real, but she is within his reach. He must have her, no matter the cost. Nothing will stop him. Not his blackouts, or any legacies or prophecies. He will have this woman who sets his blood on fire and completes his soul.

Legacies, destiny, and prophecy cannot withstand this power of attraction.

Snippet Saturday - Birthdays

Today’s snippet theme is Birthdays. This is my take on the theme. It is a rebirth. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Shadow Dance….

“You have been messing with me since that first day,” Yadira said.

The woman nodded then whispered in a voice like silken sheets, “Yes. I am sorry but being so close to power has awakened me out of The Eye of Ra.”

“Sekhmet,” Dimitri’s tortured whisper reached her, confirming what she suspected.

Yadira saw the pain and joy in his face. Sekhmet reached out for him and he enfolded her into his arms. She was almost as tall as he was. They trembled together. Yadira could see the tears raining down his face as he held Sekhmet in his arms.

Dimitri pulled back looking at Sekhmet. “We thought you were dead. Kianga, they said you were dead.”

Sekhmet looked at him sorrow on her face. “Ahhh, Dimitri I have not heard that name in so long. It is appropriate that the Kianga name lives and lets the Sekhmet name die. I have missed you my brother.”

They embraced again. Dimitri stroked her hair.

“What happened to you?” Dimitri demanded.

Sekhmet looked over at Solaris. “Father contained me in The Eye of Ra.”

Dimitri looked at Solaris and stepped toward him. Sekhmet stopped him gripping his arm.

“No Dimitri. It was the right thing to do. I would have destroyed the world if he hadn’t.” Sekhmet looked at him sadness and regret on her face.

A cold wind blew into the cave whirling the dirt all around. Yadira shielded her gaze then looked at Dimitri who was standing before Sekhmet. He moved and she realized it wasn’t him, but Dominic. Dimitri stood still next to Sekhmet. “Sekhmet.” Dominic said, pain raw in his voice.

He dropped to his knees and rested his head against her bare stomach. The sound of his weeping filled the chamber. He trembled and shook with the force of it. Dimitri rested his hand on Dominic’s head while his arm encircled Sekhmet. Sekhmet looked down at him shock and pain lighting her face.

“Oh Dominic what has happened to you.” She leaned down pulling him closer to her.

He wrapped his arms more tightly around her and continued to weep. Looking up from him she looked at Solaris. “What have you done?”

Solaris looked at her. “Nothing. You must return to me Sekhmet for the sake of humanity.”

Sekhmet looked at him. “You will not contain me in The Eye of Ra again.” Solaris looked at her pain and sorrow in his gaze. “I must.” Raising his hand he shot bluish fire at her.

Pushing away from Dimitri and Dominic she stepped forward to meet it. It curled around her, swirled, then flowed to her mouth. She opened her full lips and sucked it in. Yadira started as a pop filled the air then the flames were gone.

Solaris looked at Sekhmet. “Ahhh daughter, I do not want to destroy you.”

Sekhmet raised her chin. “You will not have to. I will return home with you and fulfill any punishment you deem sufficient.”

Solaris nodded.

“Sekhmet,” Dominic cried.

Sekhmet turned to him and touched his cheek. “No Dominic. It is the right thing to do. I am sorry for all the pain I have made you suffer.” Tears rained down her cheeks and she turned to walk to Solaris.

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All RightsReserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

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Satin Notes Christmas Contest – 2010 – Closed

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Thanks for all the entries.

Our Satin Notes Christmas Contest ~2010 is now closed. Winners will be announced on December 1, 2010.

On December 1, 2010 go here for winner announcement.

Thank you!

Aliyah, McKenna, & Taige

Back to routine

Well I am back to my routine today. The train ride was the same. Equally parts frustrating and fascinating. There are so many people on the train to see. A few hours in to my day and I am already feeling back to it. In the back of my mind I am thinking of what I plan to write in my current work in progress when I get home.

It feels great to be back.

Getting Ready

After my two weeks writecation, I’m getting ready to go back to my day job. Maybe sounds strange but I missed it. LOL. Let me clarify I missed interacting with my train riding buddies and my co-workers. And my clients. I enjoy my job. (grin) Which is a good thing. Of course I have days that I long for time off but all in all I enjoy being busy.

So getting ready for tomorrow. Then getting a little writing done.

Snippet Saturday - Make me laugh!

Today’s snippet theme is Make me laugh! Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Wilde Seduction…

“But—” Mia growled at the sound of the dial tone.

She took the phone and started to push another number. A crackling sound stopped her. Turning around, Mia’s eyes widened. The stone statue on the ledge rippled, then burst open. Long wings spread high and flapped in the wind. They folded down and melded into a sleek back. Mia took a step back and gasped.

“Oh my,” she whispered.

Captivated, she took in the movement of his hard body. A perfect sun-kissed bare male ass flexed as he stretched his hands over his head. He shrugged bare shoulders in a fluid motion, and long fingers curled and released. Long, inky black hair flowed around him, blowing in the wind. The man turned and looked at her. His cerulean blue gaze seemed to glow. Mia’s eyes dropped, and she stifled a sigh to see he was now clothed.

The man jumped off the ledge onto the roof in an agile, effortless movement. He strode toward her with gracefulness and purpose in each step. As he came closer, she got a look at his flawless face. It was all carved planes and angles, as if put together by a master artisan. It was seductive and compelling. His full mouth curved was in a sexy grin that made her ache to take a nibble, and then suck his lips gently into hers. His blue eyes were even more captivating close up, surrounded by thick, curling lashes and heavy eyebrows. A shudder of longing raced through her. Mia licked her lips. His eyes followed the movement. His smile widened.

Mia blinked as the realisation of what she had just seen filled her.

He just came out of stone. No way are gargoyles real. Her eyes narrowed, and she grinned.

The man stopped just before he reached her.

“Who put you up to this? Reggie? Yeah, it had to be her. She knows I loved the Gargoyles cartoon when it was on. Goliath was my favourite—that voice and his personality.” She shuddered lightly, then continued, “Great trick with the wings. Where did you ditch them? You didn’t have to get dressed on my account.”

The man looked at her. Suddenly, there was a loud whoosh, then wings spread behind him. His shirt disappeared and his sculpted muscular chest glistened in the sun. Mia stepped back again and gasped. Laughing at herself for her reaction, she took a step towards him. He smiled at her and beckoned her closer. Mia took another and another step. The man gestured behind him, then turned his back to her. Taking his unspoken invitation, Mia stepped close enough to see and touch. Hesitantly, she looked, then gulped. The wings seemed to be coming out of his skin. Almost afraid to know, she reached out and ran her hand down between his wings, then along where they joined his back. Feeling only skin and cartilage, Mia gasped and stepped back.

The man turned and captured her arm before she could move away. She looked at him. He pulled her close to his heated body. His wings folded down and away. A shirt reappeared, covering his chest.

“Do not be afraid, miele,” the man rumbled.

Mia stilled a shudder. He sounded just like Goliath from the Gargoyles animated show. If she hadn’t touched his back and knew that his wings were real, she would have still believed that Reggie or one of her other partners was playing a trick on her. He was very real, and a gargoyle to boot. She didn’t know how she felt, but afraid wasn’t even close. Turned on and confused were just a few of the things she was experiencing.

“Please. I’ve dealt with irate clients who are more frightening than you. I’m not afraid. Intrigued more than anything else. So, you’re a gargoyle.”

“That’s the human term for it. The right term is Garlven.”

“Garlven,” she repeated.

“Yes. Good pronunciation.” The man smiled, obviously pleased.

“So, should I even ask why you’re hanging around a rooftop in Milan on the Wilde Hotel, or do you usually touch strange women?” Mia grinned.

“Just relaxing. And no, not usually.” The man laughed and released her hand, stepping back.

“You were listening to my conversation, huh? It’s not nice to eavesdrop.” Mia narrowed her eyes.

“I never said I was nice.” The man grinned wolfishly.

Mia laughed, and he joined her.

“You’re being very calm about this,” he pointed out.

“I figure I’m sleeping and having a really good dream, or I’ve lost my mind.” Mia shrugged.

The man laughed again, a rich sound. Mia grinned, flexed the hand holding her phone, and put the phone in her pocket. She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

“I’m going with it being a dream, and I’m enjoying it. So, you sound American, yet you’re on a rooftop in Milan. Are you on vacation too, um... what’s your name?”

“Ah…forgive me. Yes, I am American, and this is one of many rooftops I, my family, and business associates own. I’m actually working, I’m sorry to say, and not vacationing. I’m Remy Wilde, a Garlven from the Quilez clan, at your service.” He bowed regally.

“Mia Turner, of the human race and from the Turner family. Nice to meet you, Remy, a Garlven from the Quilez clan and owner in this hotel.” Mia chuckled. “A very nice hotel. “

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2009.
All Rights Reserved, Total E Bound.

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Last Vacation Day

Today is the last day of my vacation from day job. I had a great time. It was a good writecation. Did get to finalizing some plans for next year. And some for the following year too. I’m excited about the plans. Can’t wait to see how it all turns out.

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Snippet Saturday – Bring me a tissue

Today’s snippet theme is an emotional moment. Enjoy a look from one of my books.

An snippet from Onyx Moon Rising…

Tashana could feel her strength fading. Slashing out, she took out more Deathwalkers. A Deathwalker rushed her. It got pass past her guard and hit her in the chest. Her one remaining sword she held flew out of her hand. Quickly she called her whip then raised her hand. She hit it back and slashed down with her whip. It disintegrated. Flicking her whip, she took out a few more. Taking a step back, she stumbled over Sanjay and fell on her back. Groaning, she rolled to her side and got to her knees. The Deathwalkers watched her and stalked forward. The Onyx Moon became hot against her skin. Sure in their victory, they closed in. Putting her hand on Sanjay's chest, Tashana felt his labored breathing.

Looking at him, she felt sorrow well in her. "I'm sorry, Sanjay."

The Deathwalkers laughed as the man continued to read the scroll. The Deathwalkers reached her, then she saw ice form covering the ones closest to her. A sound whistled in the air and the Deathwalkers shattered. Looking up, Tashana blinked, unsure if she was seeing things. Hundreds of dragons, in every color of the rainbow, came silent on the wind over the treetops. The sight of the massive dragon leading them captured all her attention. It was golden, the tips of its scales and tail were burnt orange. The dragon raised its head and screeched. Then lowered its head and breathed frost. Ice coated the Deathwalkers freezing them in place .

Suddenly, fire rained from the sky. A figure was throwing fire from the dragon's back. As they got closer, Tashana saw it was Zaila. She had a fierce look on her face throwing fire and light at various intervals. Tashana heard a whistling sound and it took her a moment to realize that it was a whip. Turning her head, her breath caught as she watched Jaynat hanging from the bottom of a purple dragon as she used one of her two whips. Jaynat lashed with her other whip shattering the frozen Deathwalkers. Reaching them, the dragons shifted into men and women, cutting through the Deathwalkers. Covering Sanjay with her body, Tashana listened as the sounds of battle waged around her. After a while, all was silent.

Cautiously she glanced up and saw the area was clear. The Deathwalkers were gone. A golden dragon landed with Zaila still on its back. It shifted into a man and he ran toward them, carrying Zaila. Jerking up, Tashana felt something tugging at her.

"Freitious!" a voice screamed.

The Onyx Moon pulled her across the clearing toward the man who held the scroll. Tashana took her dagger and flung it at him. His eyes widened as it hit him in the chest. He crumpled. She continued to be pulled to him. Reaching him, she collapsed on the ground. A fiery rd sensation filled her then the Onyx Moon pulsed. Screaming, she scrambled to her knees and grabbed at her neck. Ripping it off, she stumbled back as it hit the ground. Black light burst from the ground below the necklace and the earth split and a shape poured out. Rolling out of the way Tashana came up on her knees.

A shape shot into the sky and blocked out the sun. The backwash of power knocked everyone in the clearing off their feet. The dragons in the sky plummeted to Earth. When they hit, the earth shook. Tashana took in the vision of death. The Onyx Dragon. It was true black with no color at all. It raised it head and screeched. The Onyx Moon hung from its neck. Trees lit on fire and the earth stood still. It lowered its head and looked at her. She saw herself reflected in its black gaze. In them, she saw her death and read the truth. When the Onyx Moon pendent was stripped of its power, the power had taken corporeal form before it was put to sleep. It had waited for centuries to be awakened to get its opportunity for vengeance. The power had been created to be used to protect and not harm. Yet according to the wearer of the Onyx Moon, the power was enslaved by their desires. It had been corrupted with each destructive use. Now it was tired of the world and wanted all to die.

Opening its large mouth, the Onyx Dragon turned its head and blew fire, cutting her off from everyone around her. It looked at her again and dove. The wind whispered to her and Tashana heard it. Dropping down, she touched the earth. Power raced through the earth then fire licked up her arms circling her. Standing she looked down at the chains of Terra circling each arm. The earth had given them one of its greatest weapons of protection. The chains were bright white light. Pure and unbreakable.

Looking back up at the Onyx Dragon, she smiled and took off in a run. Using the man as a springboard, she flew up and met the Onyx Dragon. Swinging, Tashana latched the chains of Terra around its neck and used them to pull herself up. It screamed, twisting its head to shake her off. She held on. Reaching its back, she swung herself up and stood. Twirling one of the chains around her fist, she punched down. The Onyx Dragon dipped but didn’t go down. She raised her fist again, then hesitated, tilting her head to hear a whisper on the wind.

"Death."

Following through, Tashana punched down hard and felt the skin and bone give. The Onyx Dragon plummeted from the sky. Holding on with the other chain, Tashana rode it. Hitting the ground, she jarred as they skidded across the clearing. It shuddered and took its last breath. Suddenly, it shifted beneath her. Standing, legs widespread, Tashana looked down at the woman below her. Her skin was the color of dark oak and the Onyx Moon rested between her naked breasts. Her white hair was spread around her body partially covering her. The woman’s eyes flew open and she gasped. Tashana did not move, just watched her.

The woman looked at her and said, "Finish it."

Tashana raised her fist and brought it down.

Stopping just above her chest, Tashana said, "No. You're free. You can control the Onyx Moon now if you choose."

The woman looked at her. "I want to die."

"Dying is an easy way out. Redemption builds the soul."

Stepping over her, Tashana ran to Sanjay. Zaila ran up to them.

"Please help him, Zaila."

Zaila hook her head. "I can't. I'm too weak."

Looking at Zaila, Tashana saw her sway. The man who had been holding Zalia when he landed walked up to her and took some of her weight.

"Let me." The same man said.

Looking up, Tashana saw the reserved look on the woman's face. "How can I trust you not to hurt him, Onyx Dragon?"

The woman laughed a bitter sound. "My name is Indigo, and you can't."

Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Liquid Silver Books.

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Comments and excitement

My comments disappeared off the blog a week ago. I thought I had somehow deleted them. LOL. I was cursing myself over it. Come to find out it wasn’t me. (grin) A friend emailed me yesterday to let me know that my blog wasn’t accepting comments. I had it fixed and now comments are working. So if you tried to post a comment before and couldn’t if you do now it will be working. Thanks Sherri for letting me know.

Now some excitement. I have the cover for Power of Attraction. I will be posting it in a few days. Also working on special projects for next month. (wink) No details yet. All I’m going to say it is going to be the start of  what I have planned coming for 2011 and beyond.

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Vacation and One More Step

Today is the first day of my vacation from my day job. I’m having a staycation… well more like a writecation. All in all I plan to have a great vacation doing what I love. Have a few things I am working on. Also working on my writing plans for next year. I have a few things in my various series I want to make sure get done. I also left some space in my calendar next year for any projects that may come up.

A little over a week ago as I was cleaning out my files I found something I had written years ago. My original “Writing Career Plan”. On this Plan I found one of my goals that I realized I had already achieved. A few days ago I mentioned vaguely about something I missed and sending in paperwork. Well now I can tell you what it is about. I’ve belonged to the writing organization - RWA - Romance Writer’s of America for a lot of years. My mom was alive and she was there when I found out about it, joined, then joined chapters, started interacting with other writers, and served as an officer of my chapter. I remember the feelings of finding others like me. My Mom sat with me as I made my “Writing Career Plan”. We went over it closely together. While she was alive I checked off many of those goals I had set.

Since that original I’ve written other Plans that keep changing and evolving. I’ve always worked towards my writing career goals but with all that has been going on these last few years – my Mom passing, my own illnesses and life – I lost track of the original Plan. The one I wrote with my Mom. When I found it an over a week ago it brought up lots of feelings and memories. I reviewed the Original Writing Career Plan and checked off a few of the goals I had meet. The one I mentioned in a previous post and above hadn’t registered at all with all that had been going on. I had achieved it many times over but I have missed it for years. This weekend I checked off another goal from that original plan.

I am now a RWA PAN member. There was lots of emotions I experienced when I got the confirmation I was now PAN. The most prominent was tears. Tears remembering when I made that list with my Mom. My mom who was my biggest supporter. It was from her and my big sis I got my love of reading. She used to listen when I made up my own fairytales and made sure I always had money to buy books. My Mom is who read my first book I wrote for possible publication. She was blunt about it. She liked it but it needed more. LOL. I remember her sitting and listening to all my ideas then telling me to stop talking about it and go write it. I remember waking her at two in the morning with my screaming that I finished my first book. Those blunt words of more that I took as a challenge and did more. I rewrote the book doubling the word count then gave it to her to read again. Her liking it and asking about the other characters. Then going onto my next book. She was there for the beginning stages of my career. For those milestones.

RWA PAN is another check off in my Original Writing Career Plan. (grin) One more step in my writing career path. I have one more goal on my Original Writing Career Plan I haven’t checked yet but I know it will come. It is one of the goals that I also have on my current Writing Career Plan.

I have many plans I still have to achieve and keep adding more as my writing career evolves. With each I know my Mom is there smiling down on me. Sometimes I even imagine her giving her blunt thoughts on the step I am planning to take.

I have lots more to do and achieve. Thank to all of you who have been with me for this continued journey. There is much more to come.