Wednesday, October 28, 2020

#Thursday13 - Odd Facts About Halloween




1.   Orange and black are the colors of Halloween because orange is associated with the fall harvest and black is the color of darkness.

2. There are no words in the dictionary that rhyme with Orange.

3. Turnips and Beets once served as the original Jack O’ Lanterns.

4. Halloween is the second most commercially successful Holiday with Christmas being the first.

5. According to superstition if you stand in front of a mirror at midnight, you’ll see the reflection of your future spouse just over your left shoulder.

6. You can sprinkle salt and oatmeal on your child’s head to keep him or her from being possessed.

7.  In England, white cats instead of black ones are thought to be bad luck.

8. Harry Houdini died on Halloween, in 1926 from peritonitis caused by a ruptured appendix.

9. Burning a candle inside a Jack O’ Lantern on Halloween is believed to keep demons and evil spirits at bay.

10.           Put your clothes on inside out and walk backwards on Halloween night to meet a witch.

11. Gazing into the flame of a candle on Halloween night will allow you to see into the future.

12.           If you hear footsteps behind you on Halloween night don’t turn around, for it may be Death himself! And to look him in the eye is a sure way to hasten your own demise.

13.           If a bat flies around a house three times, it is considered to be a death omen.

* This is just a fun look at thirteen Halloween facts whether they are truth or superstition, you decide.  For more fun Thursday 13 click here.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!



 

Thursday Thirteen - 13 Odd Facts About Halloween

1. Orange and black are the colors of Halloween because orange is associated with the fall harvest and black is the color of darkness.


2. There are no words in the dictionary that rhyme with Orange.
3. Turnips and Beets once served as the original Jack O’ Lanterns.

4. Halloween is the second most commercially successful Holiday with Christmas being the first.

5. According to superstition if you stand in front of a mirror at midnight, you’ll see the reflection of your future spouse just over your left shoulder.

6. You can sprinkle salt and oatmeal on your child’s head to keep him or her from being possessed.

7. In England, white cats instead of black ones are thought to be bad luck.

8. Harry Houdini died on Halloween, in 1926 from peritonitis caused by a ruptured appendix.

9. Burning a candle inside a Jack O’ Lantern on Halloween is believed to keep demons and evil spirits at bay.

10. Put your clothes on inside out and walk backwards on Halloween night to meet a witch.

11. Gazing into the flame of a candle on Halloween night will allow you to see into the future.

12. If you hear footsteps behind you on Halloween night don’t turn around, for it may be Death himself! And to look him in the eye is a sure way to hasten your own demise.

13. If a bat flies around a house three times, it is considered to be a death omen.

* This is just a fun look at thirteen Halloween facts whether they are truth or superstition, you decide.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!






Tuesday, October 27, 2020

A Dystopian Version of Sleeping Beauty


These tales aren’t the ones from your childhood, but adult-only reads with sexy heroes. Decadent Publishing offers a variety of twisted romance stories based on Grimm’s Fairytales. These stories are like none you’ve ever known.  

One of my favorite authors is Taryn Kincaid who has the uncanny ability to twist a fairy tale
and she has her own version of Sleeping Beauty.
A Beyond Fairytales story
By
Taryn Kincaid
A dystopian retelling of Sleeping Beauty




            Sleeping Beauty in a post-apocalyptic land…

            In a world gone mad, where little remains but a vast wasteland of sand, the leader of a troop of roving warriors welcomes a brave young woman into his midst.

            Much as he burns for her, Major Clay Worthington swears to keep his distance from the mysterious woman, so sensitive even the stinging rain can wound her.
Rosina Brierly is besotted with the formidable soldier and will gladly trade her life for one torrid night of blissful passion in his arms.

       But when sleep overcomes them, will true love prevail?

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Excerpt:
            Does the major ever feel lust? Does he covet a woman’s touch? He never gave any sign he did. Too aloof and austere, too remote from the simple emotions of mere mortal men.

            He shook her again. “Wake up, princess. The rain will come soon.”

            The men looked forward to the rain. They hated the relentless sun blasting down upon them, as if they thought it would incinerate what was left of the earth beneath their boots, baking the soft sand into badlands as hard as concrete. They’d strip off their T-shirts and boots, their combat fatigues, and sometimes even their camouflage boxer shorts, and dance and play, naked or nearly so, in the slanting gray soup, laughing, tossing round balls or throwing saucer-shaped plastic discs to each other.

            For her, the showers had the opposite effect. The stinging rain sliced into her sensitive skin like acid, raising blisters and sores, sometimes bloodying her.

            She did not know why the major called her princess. Perhaps he didn’t know either. Whatever royalty once walked the earth had long gone, fled underground or died in battle or simply disappeared. The war engulfed every human on the planet, every inch of land, and had waged so long she doubted anyone remembered anymore. Well, maybe Nicodemus. At least he sometimes hinted he did in the stories he told. And she had seen him whisper into the major’s ear, unknown things that made the major pale beneath his weathered tan.

            Major Worthington did not treat her like a princess, though, except when she slumbered, when he knelt before her in her fantasy world, his head bowed, his fist over his heart, laying his sword at her feet and claiming the role of knight. Her hero. Her champion. When she awoke, he remained one of the elite warrior breed roaming the planet, bristling with weapons like the soldiers he led. He treated her as the translator she was to him, sometimes barking orders to her as if she were one of his men, only occasionally seeking her counsel.

            She came fully awake as he jerked her up from the ground and yanked her toward him. The glare of the setting sun broadsided her, hurting her eyes. Why was he so insistent about the impending rain? No clouds yet darkened the sky, although the hour sped toward evening dusk now. But no hint of shadow yet blotted the horizon.

            “I can smell it,” he muttered.






Halloween Drinks (For Adults)

Will you be dressing up (or not) and walking the kiddies around to Trick or Treat?
OR
Will you be handing out goodies to the little gremlins and like at your door?
 
How a bout a little somethin' something' to warm the cockles of your heart on the darkest night?
 
Try these frighteningly delicious drinks.
 
Baileys Caramel Apple
 
2 oz Baileys Caramel Irish Cream Liqueur
0.5 Smirnoff Green Apple Flavored Vodka
1 dash of Goldschlager Schnapps
 
Pour Baileys & Vodka into an ice-filled shaker. Shake & strain into a Collins glass filled with ice. Float Goldschalger on top. Garnish with a cinnamon stick.
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Cabin Cider
 
1.5 oz Cabin Fever Maple Flavored Whisky
4 oz hot apple cider
 
Add whisky to warm or cold cider in a Collins glass. Garnish with a cinnamon stick.
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Hot Maple Chocolate
1.5 oz Cabin Fever Maple Flavored Whiskey
1.5 oz Baileys Original Irish Cream Liqueur
4 oz hot chocolate
Add whiskey & Irish Cream Liqueur to hot chocolate in a mug. Top with whipped cream.

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Of course I have to share my favorites. 
Try a spiced red wine warmed up. Garnish with a slice of orange and a cinnamon stick. 
 

 


Sunday, October 25, 2020

Give Me Primal Elements

 Nothing beats a relaxing bath, especially when you have a bar of luxurious soap to lather up with. Soft skin is nice, especially if someone else enjoys it too.

During his last trip, Flyboy wandered through the shops in Bethlehem, PA. Over the phone, he told me of the quaint shops and eateries. He picked up a few gifts along the way. One gift was a unique bar of soap for me.


This Primal Element bar of soap is wonderful! It's mostly made of glycerin and no animal products. The colors are delightful and I was tempted to use it only for display. The fragrance was an autumn blend of herbal greens and rich woods. LOVE! It produced a luxurious lather and rinsed easily. OMG...the fragrance was amazing. Sexy! Flyboy noticed how soft my skin was. "Silky, smooth," are the words he used.


Check out Primal Elements for all the products they carry. I think I might order a soap for every holiday and look at other products for gifts. After all, if Flyboy can't keep his hands off me...why wouldn't I?  

Saturday, October 24, 2020

Michigan Fun for Couples in Autumn


Summer has been awesome and we manage to have some vacation time. I have two football players so we have to plan short little trips when we can. Hubby and I always try to make time for just us...you know...for a bit of adventure with a dash of romance.

I love living in Michigan. The changing seasons create many opportunities for adventures. During every weekend, a festival is going on someplace. Couples traveling to Michigan can find scores of activities and destinations perfect for falling in love,
sharing a special moment or rediscovering what you love about each other.

The weather also creates a perfect growing environment for wine making grapes. Michigan wineries are fun to visit. Nothing spells "romance" like visiting a vineyard and opening a bottle straight from the source. Enjoy wine tasting and "wine trails" through Michigan's wine country, which stretches along the coast of Lake Michigan along the lower peninsula's northern and central shores. 

Our favorite place to visit is Traverse City. I LOVE the shops downtown! Stop in Cherry Republic to try some cherry salsa while sipping cherry wine! The girls and I like to hit the resale shops in search of treasures. (Sometimes the guys tag along, if we promise to involve food.) We follow the Resale Trail. (Download your Traverse City Resale Trail Map HERE.) 

Michigan offers a wonderful selection of breweries open all year round for tours and tasting. Hubby has a Bucket List of craft breweries he wants to visit. We always seem to stumble upon local wineries or brew pubs. Several offer wonderful food along with their beverages. 
We're heading up north for Beer Week, Nov. 13-20. 



 As temperatures drop, activities don't stop. Frankenmuth is our favorite spot as it is only a short drive for us. Getting away for a weekend is easy. This quaint town explores German heritage with Oktoberfest, and the Holiday Balloon Fest takes place in December. We enjoy walking along the streets to visit our "regular shops" anytime of the year.

In today's busy world, it is very healthy for couples to spend some quality time together. Hubby and I think Michigan certainly provides many romantic opportunities.

Visit Pure Michigan for more information or to plan your weekend getaway.

Friday, October 23, 2020

Brighton Bad Boys - Ba-Ba-Bad to the Bone

Yesterday we had a bit of fun having coffee with Tilly Delane, author of the Brighton Bad Boys series.





Some of Tilly's favorites:

Favorite drink: coffee, strong, white, no sugar.

Favorite candy: jelly bellies.

Favorite food: my mum’s tomato soup with all the extras.

Favorite article of clothing or jewelry: because of what I do in my day job, I don’t wear jewelry or accessorize, so I’d have to say: anything that has enough pockets. Pockets are the most important aspect of any item of clothing.

Favorite place to read: in bed.

Place you want to visit some day: Outer Mongolia.



 Now, as promised...

Brighton Bad Boys Book Blurbs



SILAS
 A Fighter Romance
Brighton Bad Boys, Book 1


Silas
When I look into my future it’s like looking down the barrel of a gun.
Trying to pay back a debt that was never yours, a hopelessly fractured family, and betrayal by those you trusted the most will do that to a man.
Most days I just survive. Alone.
The guys at TripleX, the club that hosts the biggest illegal fight league in England, where I fight and bounce, all know that I keep myself to myself.
I don’t do hanging around after lock up to pick up drunk girls from the bar upstairs.
I don’t do staff drinks.
I don’t do socials.
I don’t do going to the gym together.
I don’t do friendship.
I work, I get paid.
I fight, I get paid.
End of involvement.
The irony is, there is nothing in Brighton, the seaside city that I call my home, or in my life, actually worth fighting for.
Until Mum brings home a stray American.
A soft, curvy woman with bottle-red hair and green eyes and a mouth made for sucking.
And no matter how hard I try to ignore her, she’s there.
In my bed.

Grace
I’m here on a memorial tour for my mum - never mom, she was born British, and no matter how long she lived in Washington DC, she refused to be called mom.
I lost her a year ago, and it still hurts like crazy.
I saved up every penny I made since her funeral for this trip. Being here, in England, in Brighton, was supposed to help me keep her memory alive, to remember her and the stories she used to tell me.
But in true Grace style, I fall at the first hurdle.
The company I booked the hotel through has gone bust, the hotel never got my reservation and there isn’t a room to be had elsewhere in a ten-mile radius because of a small thing called the Brighton Festival.
I’m ready to sleep in the lobby when the head of housekeeping offers me a room in her house, at a rate I cannot refuse.
A room, it turns out, that smells of man in the best possible way.
And with the scent comes a fighter, brooding and beautiful, and about as lost as I am.
I want him.
Badly.
I just need to convince him that he’s worth the fight, and that maybe together we can find our way out of the woods.

BUY ON AMAZON

GOODREADS

________________________


ROWAN
Brighton Bad Boys Book 2

Rowan
When you’ve been to hell and back ─ and I don’t just mean the outer rings of hell, I mean the ring right at the centre of Hades, where gladiators like me fight for the entertainment of today’s Caesars and Caesarias ─ you come back a monster or a broken man. If you come back at all.
I’m neither.
I don’t know what I am.
I know I’m an addict.
I know I’m killer.
I know I’ve been running from myself since I was twelve years old and that at every turn since I’ve made lousy decisions.
Time to face myself in the mirror.
So I’m taking a trip to the peninsula of Purbeck, a beautiful nature reserve on the south coast of England, to enter rehab.
Can you rehabilitate a killer? Can you rehabilitate a broken beast?
I doubt it, but at least I’m willing to try.
The last thing I expected was to meet a soul as tortured as me, a woman whose eyes tell me she’s seen it, the ugliness of life.
And she can deal.
She won’t look away.
She is competence in a fifties retro package with fishnets and combat boots.
She’s my nurse.
And totally off limits.

Raven
I came out to meet the guy because he took longer than is normal. I thought he might have gotten lost. Though that’s pretty hard when going in a straight line down what was once the only road in a village. But it’s a rehab clinic. Folk are kinda lost by definition when they get here.
So I came to see what was taking him so long and found him going down on the water fountain.
I mean, seriously, the way he hulked over it, half his face under the stream, his tongue lapping at the water, was obscene, feral. So my smart mouth decided to make a comment. A wholly unprofessional comment, and now I’m standing here, mesmerised. Like Mowgli meeting Kaa.
‘Cause he’s staring me down like a pro.
I can’t look away from his eyes. They are huge, a deep, warm brown and they tell me stories too close for comfort. This is a guy who gets it. Life. The ugliness. The bits where other people play three monkeys. He sees them.
He sees me.
And I see him.
But he’s a client and that’s where the story ends.
It’s my last intake of guests.
In a month from now my year in the British Isles is over, I’ll hand over my job to a local, and I’ll be going home to America.
And I’m not getting fired in the meantime because of a ‘connection’ to some sexy giant with muscle for miles.
‘Connections’ are a myth.
And a myth is not worth getting fired over.

But what if there is more than a connection? What if there is actual healing?



BUY NOW ON AMAZON

GOODREADS

_______________________


DIEGO
BRIGHTON BAD BOYS BOOK 3


Kalina
I've been lusting after this guy for months.
George 'Diego' Benson is the forbidden fruit I cannot have.
Not without putting my mission in peril.
Not without putting my heart in peril.
But then we look into each other’s eyes across the distance between us.
And look.
And look.
My heart is racing.
My clit is pulsing.
My insides are clenching.
And suddenly I’m tired of the charade.
I like this guy.

I like him a lot.
Once my job here is done, I will never see him again.
So just this once I want to be with him, completely.
And I lunge.

Diego
Kissing her is like coming home.
Or how I always imagined coming home would feel like.
It’s relief and feeling safe.
It’s hot and sweaty and raw.
It’s warm and sloppy and comfy.
It’s leaving behind all pretence.
And a whole lot of tongue.
So much tongue.
So much hunger.
This girl is on fire.
For me.
Not for the danger, not for the perceived status, not for the money, but for me.
She’s not here to demurely please the boss and then cream off the top.
She’s here, in my lap, because that’s where she wants to be.
Where she belongs.

BUY NOW ON AMAZON 

GOODREADS

Thursday, October 22, 2020

Author Spotlight - Tilly Delane and the Brighton Bad Boys

 


It’s a rainy day here in the woods so my special guest and I are enjoying coffee on the porch. I’m drinking a highly polluted wimpy java while she’s enjoying a strong Middle Eastern hipster favorite.

Speaking of favorites… who doesn’t love a dark, broody man with rock hard abs? How about three of them? The fact these hotties love their mum (Silas still lives at home) is a turn on! Our guest has a writing style that pulls you in fast and you won’t come up for air until the end. You’ll lose yourself in the compelling characters and intense romance. Make sure you give yourself plenty of time to read and maybe keep a snack handy because you won’t be able to stop.



Please welcome Tilly Delany and let’s pick her brain about her sexy new stories, the Brighton Bad Boys.

Now, Tilly, I hear you have another identity. Is it secret, like are you in the witness protection program, are you on the lamb or can you tell us about it? (Author laughs as she puts her coffee on the table).

Prior to the Brighton Bad Boys I’d already written and published four clean, contemporary, critically acclaimed YA  novels under my real name -  the debut of which came out seven years ago - but I fancied a stint away from the constrictions of writing for a younger audience, to show my erotic romance/thriller side. I cut my teeth in erotic writing under yet another nom de plume, Ava-Ann Holland, when I contributed some short stories to anthologies while working on my second and third YA novels - and I got a taste of the creative freedom erotic romance affords you. Although, like in every genre, there are certain conventions that readers expect (like the HEA or HFN ending) it’s actually one of the most flexible genres to play with, and I love that.

Wow… I totally understand why you’d want to have different names especially since you have such different fan bases.

My latest romance-thriller ‘Diego’ is the third book under my pen name Tilly Delane and completes the Brighton Bad Boys trilogy, which started with ‘Silas’ in June, followed by ‘Rowan’ in August. I wrote the entire series before rapid releasing them this summer.

That was smart. Readers these days can be very impatient; when they finish a story in a series they are starving for the next one. I know authors often draw from their own lives and experiences when they write. Some say reality feeds the imagination. What inspired you to write the Brighton Bad Boys series?

There are elements of my life and my experience in all my novels. Where the Brighton Bad Boys were concerned, I really wanted to set something in my chosen hometown for a change and bring some of my younger self’s predilection for hanging out with unsavory folks to the page. Before I moved to Brighton thirty years ago, I grew up in a German city that shall remain unnamed and hung around with a beautiful plethora of nightclub owners, drug dealers and wannabe career criminals for the formative years of my life. For the first half a decade after my move to the UK I stuck to that MO, so I feel pretty confident when I describe the underbelly of Brighton. I also gave a lot of myself to the character of Kalina, Diego’s lady, although it must be said that Kalina is - naturally - infinitely prettier and infinitely more badass than I will ever be.

Awww… don’t sell yourself short. You are pretty badass to create such amazing characters. I see you named the books after each bad boy. What’s the story behind the titles?

Silas, Rowan and Diego aren’t exactly the most imaginative titles, are they? (Laughs, then shrugs.) Naming books after the hero is a huge trend in the ‘bad boy romance’ genre and while I was happy to flaunt the rules between the covers and make the genre my own, I wasn’t going to upset the apple cart with radical new titles and covers.

Speaking of names, your heroes have some pretty strong and sexy names. How did you come up with them?

The main characters come fully fledged, name included, into my head. I sometimes have to consult my daughters on naming side characters but very rarely. Occasionally I might rename a character because I realize halfway through writing that their name is too similar to another character’s and that it may get confusing for the reader.

I accidentally created a hero’s brother with the name Jason. Their last name was Mason. Jason Mason… bad idea. (We pause while the cat joins us momentarily for a few pats.) How naughty would you say you get with your writing?

I love sex and my sex scenes are explicit and generally described as very hot, but at the same time I’m personally not a fan of BDSM. I’ve tried almost everything at one point in my life, but BDSM just does absolutely nothing for me, which is extra funny because once upon a time I even did a stint as the door tart in a BDSM club and the owner was forever trying to convince me to do a regular gig as dominatrix. So, upshot, to me ‘hot’ doesn’t equal spanking and bondage, hot in writing to me means that it’s believable between those two characters and that it fits with the rest of who they are.

The chemistry between your characters is amazing and the sexy scenes are off the chart steamy. I love how you managed to keep each couple’s dynamics fresh.

My three Brighton Bad Boys couples - Silas & Grace, Rowan &Raven and Diego & Kalina - have very different types of sexual relationships, formed by who they are, individually and to each other. And that’s what makes it hot for me. Without wanting to be crude, I know I’m doing alright when I barely make it through writing a paragraph before having to take a shower break.

All right then, let’s cool things down a bit. (Fans self) Some authors say writing the sexy bits is difficult. What would you say, were the hardest scenes for you to write?

There is some really harrowing stuff in both Rowan and Diego, not between the couples but as part of the wider story and some of that was immensely hard to write, but I can’t give away any details without spoilers. 

My lips are sealed, I won’t give away spoilers. But I must say, those scenes really keep the reader turning the pages. I took my kindle into the bathroom with me. I couldn’t bear to stop reading!!! Authors are known for doing their research and I can tell you certainly explored in depth to create your storylines. What was the strangest thing you’ve Goggled while working on a story.

Collar bombs.

LOL. I’m going to let readers Google that one! Other than quality research, authors have a tendency to have writing habits, routines or rituals. Some writers will go for a walk or do sit ups before sitting down. Others will have a glass of wine & chocolate handy. I know one writer who has a silly stuffed animal on her desk and can’t write without it. Do you have any rituals or “must-haves” while writing?

Some form of writing utensil helps: pen & paper, phone, computer, type writer - I’m not picky . I can write anywhere, under any circumstance, if the muse kisses me. While writing my first three books I didn’t even have a desk to have a stuffed animal on.

Thank you so much for joining Romantic Interludes today, Tilly. It’s been a lot of fun.

Thank you.

Do you have anything you would like to say to your readers?

Thank you for picking my guys over the gazillion others, thank you for giving some of your lifetime to my guys. It means EVERYTHING!


Join us tomorrow when I’ll be featuring teasers from 

the Brighton Bad Boys series.


The Brighton BadBoys

Silas

Rowan

Diego

All are available on KU

Visit Tilly Delane Amazon Author Page


Find Tilly Delane on 

Facebook

Goodreads


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Thursday 13 - Autumn Romance


Fall is a beautiful time of year here in Michigan. I love the incredible palate of colorful trees and shrubbery. Nature’s pure fragrance of leaves and earth as well as the temptations of pumpkin pie, baked apples, and hot mulled cider create a wonderful setting. This time of year is also the time to pull out the winter woolies and time for some old fashion cuddling. It is a time for Autumn Romance.
Here are a few tips to help you leap into romance!

1.       Get football fever. As many of you know, I am a Football Mom to three boys and spend countless hours at their games.  Being at a game snuggled up to my honey under a stadium blanket while sharing hot cocoa helps us capture a bit of romance.  When I look around during the game, I see we are not the only couple using the opportunity.

2.       Plan a special morning. Romance isn’t just for nighttime. Enjoy coffe on the porch, just the two of you. Make a special breakfast. Pack it into a picnic basket and eat outside or visit your local cider mill and enjoy some cider and doughnuts.

3.       Enjoy the patio at night. Or build a bonfire for two. Curl up together under a blanket and sip a cup of hot apple cider.

4.       Rake leaves. This is something the whole family can do. Rake a pile of leaves and yes…. Jump in!  It’s not just for kids.  Let your hair down and play!  Laughing is great foreplay.

5.       Hit the trails. Go for a walk holding hands or a nice bike ride. Stop periodically to enjoy the view. 
This is a great way to stay in shape and relieve tension as well as giving you a chance to talk.  However, if you come to a hill… I dare you to roll down it!

6.       Go camping. Try it in your own backyard.  Cook outside on a grill or over a bonfire.  Enjoy the fresh air and each other.

7.       Visit a carnival, county fair or craft show. Wander around holding hands and nibbling on Elephant Ears.

8.       Have a fireside picnic. Slip into something sexy. Pour your favorite wine and play your favorite love songs.

9.       Go on a hayride. Many apple orchards offer hay rides through November. Night time hay rides are very romantic. Enjoy a scenic tour while sitting close to each other and holding hands like a couple of teenagers. 

10.   Visit a local vineyard.  Many offer tours through December. Take advantage of their sampling room and select a bottle to take home.

11.   Take a train ride.  In Michigan we have the Snow Train that runs only during the winter. However, many areas offer special color tours and dinners. Check with your local railroads for more information.

12.   Go apple picking. Whether it’s at an orchard or your own backyard, pick some apples together then head into the kitchen for some fun. Make an apple pie and crack open some whipped cream. Just make sure to leave enough whipped cream to have on the pie! *wink, wink*


13.   Go for a stroll in a park. Take time to let your inner child out. Play hopscotch or push each other on the swings. 

Visit the New Thursday 13 page to read more wonderful lists.

The Dalliance of the Eagles

I saw a bald eagle fly overhead today. I'm sure it was one of Dyami's relatives passing through. To see an eagle is always a good omen. The soaring beauty is our connection to the divine. I watched him fly from west to east; foretelling renewed life, rebirth and dawn. Our winter journey may not have even started, but hope remains and spring is on the other side.

The freedom and power of an eagle in flight is magnificent to see. A poem from Walt Whitman came to mind.

The Dalliance of the Eagles
Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest)
Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,
The rushing amorous contact high in space together
The clinching interlocking claws, a living, fierce, gyrating wheel,
Four beating wings, two beaks, a swirling mass tight grappling,
In tumbling turning clustering loops, straight downward falling,
Till o'er the river pois'd, the twain yet one, a moment's lull,
A motionless still balance in the air, then parting, talons loosing,
Upward again on slow-firm pinions slanting, their separate diverse flight,
She hers, he his, pursuing.
                                         
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Dyami Schafer, a Native American from the Chippewa tribe, leads a lonely life due to his large size and unusual appearance. When his nesting instinct sets in, he turns to Madame Eve and 1Night Stand to help him find his spirit mate. Or at least a woman who accepts him as an eagle shifter.


Amanda Collins never stopped loving the Chippewa boy she knew from her childhood. Maybe a night with a Native American man will help her forget the past and let her move on with her life.

Sometimes, it’s necessary to take a step into the past before dancing into the future. With the help of Madame Eve, will the Spirit of the Eagle carry Dyami and Amanda?

Eagle Dance on AMAZON