Still Making Progress

•August 7, 2014 • Leave a Comment

It’s slow going with my novel.  I’d expected it to come a little easier,  but sometimes it’s like pulling teeth to figure out how to get from A to C.  I knew how I wanted the novel to start, and I know where I want to take it.  I’m just not sure how to get it there yet.

I’m suffering a serious case of writer’s block.  I haven’t been able to write anything in weeks.  But I remind myself that Dr. Seuss slaved for weeks over what many of us see as free and easy rhymes, and he was constantly second guessing himself.  So I guess I’m doing okay.

I’ve been doing lots of research on topics related to my nove.l.  I already have seven pages of outlined notes on the research, and over 100 pages of printed research materials.  In the next few days, I plan to sit at the computer and just start writing.

Hopefully, I’ll be making progress soon.




•June 13, 2014 • Leave a Comment

I’m currently working on writing a historical fiction/fantasy/adventure novel about werewolves.  It’s set in late 18th and early 19th century Ireland and Scotland.

I wanted to write a novel about werewolves that is not a horror or Gothic novel.  I also don’t want it to be a teen soap opera like the Twilight Saga.  (Now, mind you, I do love Twilight, so don’t go hating on me.)  It features a secret society that protects, defends, and hides the werewolves to keep them from being exterminated by the government.  Each member of the secret society has a tattoo of the society’s emblem that can easily be revealed to prove that they are members.  I just haven’t figured out where the tattoo should be yet.

I’ve thought about the inside of the wrist, so it can be covered up by a watch, or maybe high on the hip, because it can also be easily revealed there.  I just haven’t figured that part out yet.



•March 4, 2012 • Leave a Comment

Sorry I haven’t been on here in a while.  I’ve been busy with college, and trying to find cool places to hang out in the area.  I’ve also been trying to find a good man.  That’s a lot harder than one might think.  Good men are few and far between.

I’m an old-fashioned girl.  I’m not into one-night-stands or casual sex.  I just won’t do it.  Period.  And lots of men have refused to date me because of that.  I don’t mind casually dating someone, as long as he understands that there will be no sex.  I’m looking for someone with the potential to be long-term, but not necessarily looking for that right away.

I’m a very slow starter when it comes to romance.  I have to get to know him as a friend before I decide if there is the potential for something more.  Men tend to want to jump into the hot and heavy part of the relationship right away.  I tend to savor a long, slow chase.  I gues I’m weird.  Well, that’s a given.  There’s a lot of things that make me weird.  This is just one more thing to add to the list.

I’m looking for a man who wants a real relationship, not just sex.  If you know of anyone like that, send him my way.




•January 21, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Well, my obsession with Billy Campbell continues.  He’s set to star in the AMC drama The Killing, with the first episode airing on April 3.  I wish I had cable or satellite, but I just have regular TV.  Maybe I can talk one of my friends who has cable or satellite into taping it for me.  But I digress.

For spring break this year, I plan on taking a trip to Phoenix, AZ to check out grad schools that I want to attend.  I also plan on hooking up with the vamp/were/otherkin community while I’m out there.  I discovered them on a Meetup site, and they seem like pretty cool people.  I will also be looking at places to house my business that I will set up when I move out there.

I’m so excited.  I can’t wait to get out there in the warmth and sun.  It will be so awesome to live in a place that doesn’t have to deal with snow tires and weather protection.  I will give more updates as I get more information.


Billy Campbell

•September 10, 2010 • 2 Comments

I’ve been thinking a lot about Billy Campbell the last several days.  I can’t seem to get him off of my mind.  I’ve been sending him a lot of good enegy lately.  I can’t figure out my attraction to him, other than his obvious good looks.

I’ve been reading Sonnets of the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and one sonnet seems particularly apropos to the situation.

Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
Unlike our uses and our destinies.
Our ministering two angels look surprise
On one another, as they strike athwart
Their wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, art
A guest for queens to social pageantries,
With gages from a hundred brighter eyes
Than tears even can make mine, to play thy part
Of chief musician. What hast thou to do
With looking from the lattice-lights at me,
A poor, tired, wandering singer, singing through
The dark, and leaning up a cypress tree?
The chrism is on thine head,–on mine, the dew, –
And Death must dig the level where these agree.

I feel the same way about Billy that Elizabeth did about John.  It’s horrible.  He’ll never know who I am.  We’ll never meet.  It’s just heartbreaking.  But there is nothing I can do, unless I want to go to L.A. and stalk him.  I’m not that crazy yet.

Lady Lily


•July 9, 2010 • Leave a Comment

Some would describe me as a werewolf, and that is definitely an appropriate description.  But I am not just a were-wolf; I’m other were-creatures as well.  I’m also a were-tiger and a were-hawk.  Now I don’t believe that I can actually transform myself into any one of these creatures.  I simply identify with characteristics of certain animals.  That is how most were-folk and otherkin believe.  We’re mostly just people who don’t deny the animal instincts in ourselves, and instead embrace them.

I do like to bite, but I only bite someone I’m romantically involved with (which is no one right now, by the way).  I also like to sniff people.  I’ve discovered that the best place to sniff humans is around the face, neck, and shoulders.  That’s where a lot of pheremones are released.  Pheremones are manufactured by the individual’s body and produce an essence that is uniquely theirs.  If you’re at all sensitive to the spirit realm, you can tell a lot about a person by sniffing them.  Biting them is just the icing on the cake.

Lady Lily

Hollywood Culture

•May 27, 2010 • 1 Comment

I was watching one of those Hollywood tabloid news shows (I don’t remember which one), and they were talking about the premiere of Sex and the City 2.  I don’t normally watch these shows, because Hollywood is full of lemmings, but I was bored and there was nothing else on.  The stars were talking about all the costume changes that they did for the movie and all the designer labels they wore.  Sarah Jessica Parker was saying that she went through at least 40 wardrobe changes for the movie.  She rattled off the names of several different designers, most of whom I didn’t know (thank God!).  All the while I’m sitting there watching this thinking, “Why do they want to look like everyone else?  Why do they think it’s so wonderful to have the latest fashions that everyone else wants?”

One of America’s core values is allegedly placing a high value on individuality and personal choice.  But what personal choice is there if Hollywood and other media sources are telling us what to wear and what to believe?  Hollywood says we have to wear this particular designer.  Hollywood says that we have to accept other peoples’ lifestyles.  The government tells us what they want us to hear, even though our past several presidents have been puppets of the shadow global government.  We’re supposed to accept that it’s okay for others to destroy their lives, if that’s what they want to do.  We can’t stand up and say “This is wrong” without the vocal PC majority telling us that we can’t tell anyone else what to believe or how to live, even though that’s what they do.  It’s okay for them to tell people how to be and what to say, but it’s not okay for us to do the same.

The consummerism and “follow the crowd/trend-of-the-moment” attitude really gets to me sometimes.  Watching that Hollywood news show the other day, I just wanted to reach through the TV, grab SJP by the shoulders, and say “Be an individual for once!”

As you can tell, I’m not a big fan of  Hollywood.  Other than having an inexplicable fascination for Billy Campbell, I could easily do without Hollywood.  Here’s a picture of Billy.  Someone please tell me why he fascinates me so.

By the way, this is a photo of him I pulled off the internet.  I would give credit to whoever owns it, but I don’t remember.  I wish I could get close enough to him (in proximity and relationship) to take this kind of picture.  I don’t understand why a die-hard bachelor, who is 50 years old, is so attractive to me.  There is absolutely no future for me with him.  Even if I were lucky enough to ever meet him, he would never go for me.  And if he did, I couldn’t go for him because he doesn’t want to get married, and I’m not into casual sex or one-night-stands.  What am I thinking???

Well, that is my romantic rant for the day.