UPDATE: The winner is…Margaret!
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The weather’s taken a decidedly cold turn here in central Arkansas—and I don’t likey. Tessa (my lovely, grumpy cat) and I could not be coaxed out of bed early today. The first alarm went off and I rolled over, the cat yowled a complaint, and back to sleep we went. It’s supposed to be really chilly for the next week. Bleh. I’m ready for pool weather.

Last night, all the girls sat in the living room, snug beneath our blankets, as we watched Wicked. Even my hard-to-please daughter loved it. I would definitely recommend it. After the movie, we ate hot apple pie. I went to bed feeling all warm and cozy with the cat snuggled at the top of my pillow to keep my bald head warm. It’s quite a sight, but I won’t be sharing any pictures! Today, my daughter is hoping I’ll feel up to a flea market jaunt and maybe dinner out. I’ll have to nap all the way up until the time we go, pop a pain pill, and then I’ll be ready for it. I’ll be leaning on the shopping cart in the store.

I can’t wait for the day I can do something spontaneous and fun without worrying about whether I’ll drag ass and drag everyone else down. Not that they would ever complain. Anyway, I do have a plan for today, and you can bet I’ll be bundled up in layers of warm clothing. I hope you have a wonderful Saturday!

Solve the puzzle, then for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card, tell me what you love to do when the temperatures take a nosedive.

UPDATE: The winner is…Cindy!
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I’m pretty miserable right now, but it’s all part of the process and very predictable at this point. I just have to weather another week of aches and pains (like intense charley horses). Thank goodness for hydrocodone! Oh, and Benadryl. The latter helps knock me into sleep better than anything. Right now, it’s aches in my legs and feet. I like being clear-eyed for at least the first part of the day so I can get some work done and update my budget sheet/pay some bills. So, no pain relief just yet. This afternoon, I’ll take a hydro, then join the family to watch Wicked! I can’t wait!

In the meantime, let’s play! We haven’t played this game since last summer!

I bought this little brainstorming tool years ago at some writers’ conference. “Story Cubes” is a brainstorming game. You roll the dice, and whatever pictures appear face-up are the ones you use to riff off a story. You can try to include all the cubes in your “story” or choose a few. The story you tell doesn’t have to be long or even any good. They all count!

To make this fun, I’ll offer a prize—a $5 Amazon gift card—good for purchasing one or two stories…
Have fun with this! Don’t overthink! Here’s the roll…

UPDATE: The winner is…Ani S!
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My sister and I have worked on Boys Behaving Badly anthologies for a while now. All are featured on their own website, Delilah’s Collections, where you can read more about each volume. We try to come up with themes that are fun for writers and readers alike. For me, just perusing the luscious covers is a delight.

I usually jump right into the next theme as soon as the last anthology is published, but last year’s anthology, Secret Identities, was followed instead by some health news that kept me from committing to do another.

New year, new outlook. Now, I have to scurry to pick a theme, put out a call to authors, hoping they’ll have time to participate and write you some awesome stories, and time for me to read, select, and edit the stories for publication in the early fall!

So, step one. Let’s think about the theme. You can help me narrow my choices. I’ve devised a poll I’d love you to take.

Below, I have a poll with some ideas listed. I’m not married to any of them, although some already have ideas percolating in my head…

I need themes that authors can take and run with. Themes that are broad enough that authors won’t be writing the same stories—meaning, something that would lend itself to different genres (contemporary, historical, sci-fi, paranormal) and settings (earthly places, outer space). Not only do I need a theme that appeals to readers, but I also have to attract writers to the project. So, help me out as I consider which themes will intrigue both readers and writers.

The Poll

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Contest

For a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card, comment below. If you have another idea for a theme, list it. If one of the themes in the poll appeals the most, tell me why. Have fun!

UPDATE: The winner is…Michelle Willms!
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December

Work-related:

1. I didn’t write in December, but that was the plan until after my chemotherapy sessions ended.
2. I completed 2 editing projects for other authors in December.
3. I did post daily Advent Calendar giveaways for readers from the 1st to the 24th of December. And all the gifts have been mailed! Hope you enjoyed the posts!
4. After getting that hopeful news on Monday, I redid my work plan for the New Year. There will be books!

Health-related:

1. I underwent two rounds of chemo, the last being on the 30th of December where I got some hopeful news from my oncologist about my progress, which I already posted about here, yesterday! It gave me a huge, happy boost, which I so needed. What a way to begin the New Year.
2. Last night, I restarted my Weight Watcher’s subscription and downloaded a chair yoga regimen I’ll begin in January to further improve my health in the new year. Once I’m past the nausea, muscle and joint aches, and fatigue from my latest treatment, I’ll begin working out to lose some more weight and regain some muscle tone.

Happiness-related: 

1. My family has been astonishingly good to me over the months of my treatment, cleaning up after me, fetching things when I was too tired to fetch them for myself, etc., and they made the holiday so joyful. I’m lucky to have them. We watched Christmas movies, played games, and ate some wonderful food.
2. I painted only once this month. Here are the two small things I managed to paint:

January

 

For work-related, I plan:

1. To complete Ignition before the end of the month and publish it. I haven’t been able to persuade Amazon to give me back my pre-order ability, despite the fact I sent them proof I had good reasons for cancelling Ignition in the first place last year. I’m not giving up on that, but when I’m done writing the book, I’ll let you know when it’s ready for purchase.
2. To conduct a poll to see what themes might interest readers for a new Boys Behaving Badly Anthology this year! I’ll post the poll tomorrow to get your votes! After that, I’ll make my decision about the theme and post a Call for Submissions for authors. I can’t wait to get started!
3. To plot stories for the new year for my current series, Montana Bounty Hunters: Yellowstone, MT and We are Dead Horse.
4. To complete 2, maybe 3 editing projects in January. I have them on the books but haven’t received them from the authors yet, so we’ll see. But I’m ready to start!
5. To look at books I already have out that I might bundle together or publish in print.
6. To begin work on the next We Are Dead Horse book, Built Like Mack. The plan is to release it in March.

For health-related, I plan:

1. To undergo more scans to ascertain how far the cancer has been beat back, and to see a cancer surgeon in Little Rock to see if I am a candidate for removal of my girlie parts. Crossing fingers here!
2. To begin again watching what I eat to drop a few more pounds. I’ve rejoined WW.
3. To add physical activities to my daily routine so that I can regain some muscle tone. It may take until the middle of the month after I’ve recovered from this last chemo treatment, but I intend to take the stairs as often as I can manage and begin some daily chair yoga exercises.

For happiness-related, I plan: 

1. To better organize my office so I can start off with a clean slate for the new year!
2. To clean up my art room, which has become a disaster! I’ve been tossing supplies on table tops and need to actually store them properly, so I have more workspace. I have plans to do an online oil pastels class and perhaps make some more collage fodder. I think the #100daychallenge starts toward the end of the month, and I will be there, painting every day when it begins!
3. To spend time with the family—more movies, meals, and flea market adventures!

Contest

Comment on anything you’ve read in this post. Tell me what you’re doing to make yourself happier and healthier, or tell me what you plan to read in January…

Like I said, comment on anything for a chance to win a $5 Amazon gift card!

I’m posting this early because I’ll probably be asleep when the clock dings at midnight! Here’s wishing you all the best in this new year!

I also wanted to say thank you all so much for your support, prayers, and best wishes over these past months. I really do think they made a difference. At the very least, you have kept me from feeling like I’m fighting this battle on my own. Bless you all!

Sorry this is long, but I have so much to share.

Yesterday was my last scheduled day for chemotherapy—and it almost didn’t happen. When I arrived, I met briefly with a nurse who told me that my last bloodwork indicated my platelet count was critically low (70, when normal range is 150 to 400), so they wanted me to head straight to the nearby hospital for another blood draw to see whether the number had moved enough for it to be safe for me to undergo treatment. I had been dropped off for my appointment, so I called home, and the 20-year-old hurried back to town to ferry me to the hospital and back to the clinic. Thankfully, the hospital quickly took the blood and ran it. I was sitting at 117, so still sweating whether they would allow me to go through with it. When I returned, my oncologist said it was high enough for us to proceed.

Now, it’s not like I ever look forward to a day spent with medicines rushing through my body, all with side effects, some unpleasant, but I am still hopeful the treatments will give me what I need—more time. So, I blew out a breath and smiled back at him and said, “Let’s do this.” He also mentioned as I headed out the treatment room door, “Did you see your latest antigen test?” That same set of stats that said my platelets had tanked had shown that my Cancer Antigen Test number was 23—down from 1100—and well within normal range. I told him I had and moved down the corridor to the infusion treatment room.

It was packed. I didn’t get my favorite chair. I know that sounds silly, but I like the one next to the door so I’m not sitting sandwiched between two people and because the chair is easiest to maneuver it to lie back so I can rest. I don’t like asking for help to adjust my chair. But I sighed and moved to the only empty chair. Jimmy the tech, who always takes care of me, inserted my IV (remember, my port was removed last month). Then the infusions began. Hours later, after I had napped and listened to The Beatles, The Stones, and CCR through my headphones, I was done.

Jimmy removed my IV. As he was leaving, he gave me a smile. “It’s going to be easy from here on out. Just an hour in the chair, and you won’t even feel it afterward.”

The doctor had hung around to make sure there were no issues. I rarely see him a second time in the day, but he entered, smiling widely.

“You know you’ve made amazing progress,” he said.

I narrowed my eyes to tease him and said, “Amazing compared to what?” Was this a line he gave all his patients?

He shook his head. “No, your number dropped so fast, and the fact we could already see a 50% reduction in the size of your cancer after the third treatment gives me real hope for remission.”

My heart thudded in my chest, but I kept quiet. Remission does not mean a cure. Remission does not mean a cure, I reminded myself.

“We’re going to set up a PET scan before we begin immunotherapy, but after that, I’m going to refer you to some terrific surgeons at UAMS who specialize in your kind of cancer.”

That stunned me because he has repeated to me three times over the months since this all began, that he didn’t believe I’d be a good candidate for surgery to remove my cancer because it was too…big. That I’d be looking strictly at maintenance infusions for the rest of my life to keep the cancer contained, if possible. The fact he thought I would be a candidate for surgery to remove the source of my cancer had me blinking and then giving him a huge smile.

He did give me a caveat. “I think they can remove your ovaries and uterus, but I’m not sure about the omentum. That’s more complicated, but they’re the surgeons. That’s not what I do.” He also said, “Once you begin immunotherapy every six weeks, you can take a vacation, live your life, get back to normal. You can grow back your hair!”

So, friends, things are looking up. I might be able to add more years to that original prognosis of one to three years. I’m sure he wouldn’t like to hazard a guess until his colleagues agree to do surgery and I make it safely to the other side, but I’m feeling pretty damn good—even though I’m facing a miserable two weeks of recovery now.

I have hope for more time to spend with my family. More time to write books. Time to put together another anthology. Dang, I need to redo my 2025 plans!

UPDATE: The winner is…Angela Carter!
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Hello Delilah!  Thank you for inviting me to visit you today.  I’m always grateful for the invite, but even more so today as I’m anxious to share my new release.

Yorkie to My Heart is the sixth book in the multi-author Friends of Gaynor Beach Animal Rescue series.  I’ve written several of the books, sharing the space with some amazing authors.  We’ve had iguanas, Pomeranians, performing cats, French Bulldogs, and huskies.  Now, with this book, I’m adding a Yorkie to the mix.

I had two motivators to finish this book.  To give you an idea of how dedicated I was, I started writing the book November 3rd and the formatted book was ready to be uploaded to Amazon on December 22nd.  I’ve never done anything like this.  My beta reader, editor, proofreader, and formatter all worked their butts off to help me achieve my dream.

The dream?

A Christmas Day release.

Now, I had no idea what sales might be like on Christmas Day.  I knew I’d send out a newsletter to my subscribers and put out some social media, but I didn’t have any idea of what reach I might have.  That didn’t matter.  The specific day did.

Twenty years ago, on Christmas Day, my best friend died.  She hadn’t been sick very long, and I didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye.  She was just…gone.  I didn’t have a great affinity for Christmas anyway (the year my dad divorced my mom, our Christmas tree fell over, breaking many of the ornaments — I took that as a bad sign).  Losing Heather kind of broke me.  To top it off, my family celebrates Christmas on Boxing Day due to scheduling conflicts.  The consistency is great.  Being alone every Christmas Day isn’t so much.  I console myself by writing, drinking eggnog, and messaging with friends who generously take time during their celebrations to keep me company.

As the twentieth anniversary of my friend’s death neared, I realized I wanted a good Christmas memory.

Heather was always supportive of my writing, and I know she would’ve been so proud of all I’d accomplished — both in life and in my writing journey.  I decided if I could release a book on Christmas Day, that I could celebrate that accomplishment every year going forward.  As I said, it took a dedicated team to make that happen — but we pulled it off.

The second reason was this book was at the request of a friend.  We were talking about my books, and she said that although she loved my Love in Mission City series, that she really wanted another animal rescue book.  She’s never asked me for a book before — despite being my editor for nearly ten years.

So, I wrote this book in part for her.

As for the actual book?  I found an image of a guy holding a Yorkie on a stock photo site.  I loved it, but my cover designer said she couldn’t make that work.  But she showed me one that she could — the one we wound up using.  That’s Jeremy holding Wally.  I knew I had one hero and my rescue.

I didn’t have much else.

As always, Plot Whisperer stepped up and helped me work out a simple plot.  A feel-good story.  Life was perfect.

Except, as I was preparing to write the story, a friend started sharing some of her journey as the mother of an autistic child.  I’d long suspected that would be a tough life, and her candid offerings confirmed it was.  As I started to write Yorkie, I realized Jeremy had a free spirit nibblet.  Nibblet is the non-gender specific term I use for niece and nephew.  Raphael, although young, is very certain they are neither boy nor girl.  They are also a free spirit.  Likely on the autistic scale, but I didn’t want a formal diagnosis to take away from the heart of the story.  An uncle doing everything to support his nibblets and his sister.  A man who didn’t go looking for love…but found it anyway.

My friend beta read the story and provided invaluable insight.  I believe she’s happy with the result.  The book is dedicated to her and her son.

Phillip, my other hero, is a bit of a wounded soul.  He’s struggling after leaving a bad relationship. He’s struggling with his weight.  He’s struggling in a new town where he doesn’t know anyone.

And then he meets Jeremy.

I really like this simple love story with characters I hope are relatable and the most adorable dog.  Wally, like Phillip, is overweight.  They both need to get healthy, and they embark on that journey together.  Of course, there’s a Gabbi Grey happy ending as well as cameos from many other characters in the Gaynor Beach world.

Anyway, that’s my story!  Thanks for having me visit today!  I would love to give away either an ebook or an audio book of one of my previous Gaynor Beach books (Love Furever, Hugh, Xavier, or Anthony).  To win, help me name the cat in my forthcoming book.  She’s a black stray who has taken up residence in a rugby player’s home.  What would you name her?  Random will select the commentor.  Good luck!

Yorkie to My Heart 

Phillip

Devastated at being dumped by the guy I loved, I’m struggling to put my life back together. My social worker suggested a new start in an LGBTQ-friendly town where I might make friends and meet people like myself. A new town doesn’t mean I suddenly become great with people, but Wally, an overweight Yorkie in need of love, prances into my life, like a dog version of me. Taking care of him is healing, and I want to forge a new future for us. Who needs men anyway?

Jeremy

When I nearly trip over my solitary new neighbor and his adorable dog, I’m smitten. But getting past his guarded aloofness won’t be easy. Phillip could clearly use some friends, and I’m always happy to open my circle here in my hometown of Gaynor Beach. No one should be that alone. The guy’s rescue of Wally the Yorkie makes my heart melt, and the more time I spend with the two of them, the more I find myself falling for the shy man. Will I be able to break through Phillip’s walls, or are we destined to only remain friends?

Yorkie to My Heart is a slow-burn, age-gap, opposites attract, gay romance between a shy man with a heart of gold and the gregarious, outgoing man who might just love him.

CW: mention of previous suicide attempt.

Links:
Amazon US:  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DRDHWF91
Universal Book Link:  https://books2read.com/Yorkie
KOBO:  https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/yorkie-to-my-heart
Apple Books:  https://books.apple.com/us/book/yorkie-to-my-heart/id6739855371
Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/yorkie-to-my-heart-gabbi-grey/1146750717
Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Gabbi_Grey_Yorkie_to_My_Heart?id=bHg6EQAAQBAJ&gl=US
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1668772
Add it to Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/222944782-yorkie-to-my-heart

About the Author

USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

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