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The Six Month Plan

World English Dictionary
Business Plan
A detailed plan setting out the objectives of a business, the strategy and tactics planned to achieve them, and the expected profits, usually over a period of three to ten years.

Stacey Katheryn’s Dictionary

Business Plan


A detailed plan setting out the objectives of her business, all in her mind and scarcely scribbled in miscellaneous notes throughout office, the strategy and tactics planned to achieve such objectives to grow and develop her business, The Village Poet Press, into a small yet sustainable company with continual book sales in a period of Six Months.


In the essence of this quote, I will tell you why I am waiting six months to publish my next book and putting the focus on my “business plan”.  I hate the term “business plan” don’t you? It sounds all formal and unpromising and demanding. What I have is a solid understanding of exactly what I want this company to be and exactly how I am going to get there. That was all I needed for my massage practice, and it’s flourishing. That was five months ago.

Ah yes, I was going to tell you why. Because it’s summer, because I’m going to be moving soon, because I’m spending more time editing than I am writing, because my living space is being quadrupled as an office space for the business aspect of my practice, and my Village Poet office/writing/researching space and storage space and I am having a very, very difficult time with it. It’s going to reflect in my writing, and to put the best to the test, I’ve had ONE book sale on book four, and that was my best friend Jay (thank you, Jay).

I love my blog, I will definitely continue to blog, but from here I will be pursuing avenues of marketing and business development and essentially, what I’ve done for my massage practice. Hopefully by the end of these six months, I’ll have a readership. Book Five is a VERY important book to the series (and me), and I want people to enjoy it.

Also, once I move and have a bigger space for my writing, I’ll be able to WRITE and not have to worry about all the aspects that shouldn’t be allowed to enter my mind while I’m writing.

So, wish me luck! 🙂



“To survive, you must tell stories.”

-Umberto Eco


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“Partners In Crime” Episode 4 (My Day In A Short Noir)


She almost forgot what she was doing… almost. But only because she forgot to reread the previous episode. She was rarely so careless, but present circumstances had her… confused… bedazzled.

That’s right! The storm. The thunder and lightening, so very loud, it would make sneaking back home for dinner not so easy. Because if she was about, that meant other bindle stiffs were walking the streets as well, oblivious to the lightning, oblivious to the… danger.

But Danger… was her middle name.

Film Noir 3

Unfortunately, the storm grew so bad all she could do was stand against a lamppost in the fog. But that was just fine, because as we’ve established, she likes standing against lampposts. A lot.


It didn’t take her long to get her dinner and sneak back inside, where Gibbs waited, expectantly, impatiently. She begged for him to go outside, to see the streets so muddled and full of danger, to understand why it took so long for her return. But he just wouldn’t. “Can’t you see I’m busy, darling?”

Busy. Busy clipping an innocent pillow and giving her pants the chiv like this was some kind of gooseberry lay. She began to wonder if he was a dropper in disguise. Seemed every time she turned around he was bumping off someone else.  It made her wonder if it was all about the scratch, or if he was some kind of conman out for hot iron or possibly a shamus that fell in the game a little too deep.

With that, she could relate.


It was time to eat now, but all she could think about was this big Dog, trying to get in her lap like she was some kind of tomato or rube, begging for her scraps. But she was no easy mark, she knew his game.  A little too well. “Hey there bruno, what do you think you’re doing? I’m no sap. You can’t take me down that easy.”

Or could he?

*** To Be Continued… ***



“A professional writer is an amateur who didn’t quit.”

-Richard Bach


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The New American-British-Parent Slang Dictionary



For no reason at all, I have concocted a list of slang words/phrases in three important English dialects: American, British and Parent. Many of these slang words are becoming intermingled in other dialects, cultures and people of different stations (for instance, sometimes Aunts or Grandparents are finding themselves speaking Parent more and more), so it is important to know them all.

Word: Cigarette

American: “Cig” or “Cigarette”

British: “Fag”

Parent: “If I ever catch you smoking I’ll…”


Word: Restroom as in “I have to visit the restroom”

American: “Bathroom” as in “I have to go to the bathroom”

British: “Toilet” as in “I have to go to the toilet”

Parent: “Potty” as in “I have to tinkle in the potty”


Word: Intercourse

American: “Sex”

British: “Shag”

Parent: “What did you just say??”


Word: Drunk

American: “Shitfaced”

British: “Pissed”

Parent: “You better not be drunk!”


Word: Pet Names

American: “Sweetie”, “Honey”, “Baby”

British: “Darling”, “Love”, “My dear”

Parent: “Who’s my sweetest little sweetie-pie boo-boo??”

babyWord: Praise

American: “That’s great!”

British: “That’s brilliant!”

Parent: “My honor student can kick your honer student’s butt!”

honorstudentWord: Prayer

American: “Dear God”

British: “My Lord”

Parent: “If you don’t get in here right now I swear to God…”

3332643_f260Word: “Mother” and “Father”

American: “Mommy”, “Daddy”

British: “Mum”, “Daddy”

Parent: “I’m your mother, not your maid! Pick up after yourself!”


And last but not least:

Word: Courtship

American: “Dating”

British: “Dating”

Parent: “You are not dating until you are at least thirty years old!”


But of course, there is always the gender and British double standard.

britishboyI guess there’s a lot of eighteen year old boys dating thirty year old women. Who figured.

Well, I hope you enjoyed my new dictionary and find it useful in your every day vocabulary. Until next time… This time.




“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

-Ernest Hemingway


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Internet Purgatory


At risk of complaining, I prefer my own computer. But right now, it is experiencing a pseudo-reality of which I like to refer to as “Internet Purgatory”, the state of being one’s internet connection becomes when there is issues with either the connection, company, or computer.

The definition of this internet’s state of being [purgatory] is described as being stuck in “load” mode, without crashing, without timing-out, and without loading the page. Also, when it takes more than 2 seconds to scroll down a page.

Being that the internet connection here is not always the best, I automatically assumed it was purely the internet. When other computers proved to not have as severe an issue as mine, I began to dig a little deeper. The possibilities are endless.

So I’m in the process of cleaning, tweaking, defragging, scanning, and spit-shining my computer with the working theory that the issue may be directly involved with the DVD player. Hopefully the issue will resolve soon.

Of course, the more I use the same internet connection on another computer and once again it proves to be as slow as mine, I begin to rework my theory (again) but since it works the first ten minutes and slightly better for certain sites, and nobody has the patience to wait ten minutes to prove my theory, it remains my word against the internet’s, and the internet costs more. I lose. At least my computer will be nice and clean, and other programs work fine.


I finally got my debts at the library (not mine, thanks) paid off, so I can use their internet, but it’s a long walk/tedious drive/unreliable resource. I don’t always have the time to wait in line to use the computers, to have an hour limited usage when I have emails to check, blogs to keep up with, marketing, so on and so forth. Plus, there’s no looking up funny images for my blogs or enough time to do substantial research and of course, no way I can watch how-to YouTube videos to learn the Charleston dance.


Not something one can do in the public library

 I will soon write a blog as to WHY I am learning the Charleston dance, because it is a magnificent story. But this blog is already taken up a ridiculous amount of time, and writing another will take another two hours, three or four if I want to add pictures. So I promise, I will write one soon, either my next day off, or the library, lol! Until further notice!

Have a beautiful day!!



“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

-Ernest Hemingway


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New Characters= Complicated Fun!!


It’s been awhile since I’ve talked in any kind of detail regarding my novels. I cannot tell you why, I just haven’t. Now I want to (funny how life works out that way.)

So, my two newest characters (First Captain Aida Mancini and Captain Mario Baldovino) were introduced to my series in 2009 (when I began the rewrites of the whole series, starting with book 1, Blood of Darkness, which was published in April of 2012) I made so many changes from the original books that I found gaps that I needed to fill in, and Aida and Baldovino did so perfectly. That is probably the most grateful change I have needed to make, I love Aida and Baldovino and they have become important aspects to the series.

BUT, it has made things slightly complicated. Being that they did not come into my series until 2009, and I finished with the original copy of book 11 in 2008 (remember, I am rewriting them all). That leaves 11 books they had no parts in. At first, Baldovino was a fill-in character who has become a very integral sub-character, and Aida was originally intended to have a big part in books one and three, and fade from there. I feel almost blasphemous saying so, Aida is such a dear part of the series now. But that leaves me with 11 books I need to change.

How much fun is that??? TONS.

It’s complicated, but it’s fun. And I can’t help but feel these characters were missing from the very beginning. Aida’s quirky bad-ass attitude adding comedic value, Baldovino’s brash hardcore personality adding its own form of comedy as it becomes clear since book 3 just how much he hates the Werewolves.

And the more I write, the more it becomes so obvious that they belong, just as importantly as all my other characters. From the first character I created in 1999 (Alisha) to the turning point in 2002 when I decided Otztal would be my main character, to now, when book four is almost entirely reconstructed and in its final edit before publication, with 9 more books (at least) in the works just waiting to be rewritten and published… It’s been an incredible journey that continues in complicated, fun and amazing ways.

I can’t wait to see how the series continues as I continue to mold it and form it and watch it grow, and be grateful that I can share this experience with all of you 🙂 Thank you, my dedicated fans and readers!


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“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

-Ernest Hemingway


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Today Is Where Your Book Begins… The Rest Is Still Unwritten


As a writer, when I sit down to my quill and parchment, it is obviously distressing when words do not come to me. Because I love words, I’ve been thinking words all day, I’ve been “practicing” in my mind what I will write, what I want to say, where I would like to take my story, and now that I am sitting down to write it, the words are gone.

But I begin to rethink this phenomenon (known as “Writer’s Block”, should such a thing even exist) I am beginning to believe that there is no such thing. Why? Because words are always there. Perhaps there is something keeping you from finding them, or life’s distractions have hidden them from you and you may have to unravel a few layers of yourself to find them. (For those of you sitting there angrily shaking your heads, thinking “she has no idea what real writer’s block is!” Yes, I do. I’ve had to put projects aside for YEARS because I was stuck. I understand the frustration.)

But as with many things, maybe a different perspective is needed to understand this. Sometimes, being wordless is beautiful.


Now that I have to temporarily place my project aside, I’m able to listen to the sounds around me. A recently rediscovered beautiful song, the noisy neighbors, even the television in the other room. It allows me to temporarily focus on something else, realize that the pressures I am putting on myself are utterly unneeded. There is nothing in this world that’s going to stop or crumble because I’m unable to find my words.

“Staring at the blank page before you, open up the dirty window, let the sun illuminate the words that you cannot find. Reaching for something in the distance, so close you can almost taste it, release your inhibitions.”- Natasha Bedingfield (“Unwritten”)

Maybe I just need to open my window, let in a little sunlight.

Maybe eat a little chocolate.

Namaste, everyone. Have a wonderful night (or day, as it may)



“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity”

-Edgar Allan Poe


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April Blizzards Bring May… Lizards?


I apologize for the pun, but I could not think of anything else that rhymes with these wretched April blizzards we continue to get. I can only imagine what they will be bringing for May!

I hope it won’t be more blizzards!

My fingers are so cold I can barely type, lol.

Oh anyhow, Of Trust Or Treason is going fantastically well! I wrote a few thousand words last night, I am piecing together all the little bits, editing as I go along. Work I truly enjoy! (Uh, well, the writing. The editing not as much) But the book should be WELL more than ready for publication by June! I can’t believe it’s almost June. Of course, I’m watching a blizzard out my window right now- of course I don’t believe it’s almost June!

Oh well, nothing I can do but hope for the best!

Have a good night everybody, I am off to do some more authoring!




“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity”

-Edgar Allan Poe


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Pushing Forward


Having another guilt attack for spending the afternoon writing rather than something “more productive”, such as what many others do on a Saturday afternoon… nothing.

I know, I know, I should not feel such a way. My worry that such a worry will affect my writing often leads me to begin, continue and prompt myself with affirmations and self-talk to get the voices out of my head that are either reflections of what I think others will say, or repetitive fixations on previous people and the words they chose to say to me when they told me I am wasting my time writing, I am lazy for spending the day at my computer.

And then I sit back and I think… Usually, simultaneously staring out my window, which is only closed when freakishly cold outside… If people CHOSE to say these ill-mannered words to me, I can CHOOSE whether to believe them or not. Anyone who has read multiple posts of mine may have an idea that I struggle with the sensation of guilt when I spend long periods of time writing. Why?

Why indeed?

And even better question, if I was so offended when it was spoken to me (multiple times, regardless) Then why in the world am I repeating it to myself now?

At this point, it is entirely mine to face. What people think about me is none of my business. If I choose to repeat negative words to myself while I’m trying to do something productive, I guess then that’s my choice.

But I think from now on, I’m going to choose my words better. I am not being lazy, I am contributing to the literary world by finishing book four. I have high hopes for this book, I have high hopes for myself, and I KNOW I can do it. I just KNOW it!

So believe in yourself, and don’t believe what others tell you. Because they don’t know.

Only you do.

And every once in awhile, it’s ok to get stuck and stare out your window for awhile. Eventually, if you leave your mind open long enough, perspective will come.




“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity”

-Edgar Allan Poe


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Is this the real life, is this just fantasy?

Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality….

(Ten pretend dollars to anyone who can guess that epic jam.)

Anyway, you’ll all be happy to discover I updated my About page, lol. *cough cough* it was a wee bit outdated… I put up that new widget (Top Posts and Pages) that tells me the most often viewed pages, and one of them was the About page, and I got to thinking… Huh, if a lot of people are reading it, I should probably know what it says….

Hehe, anyway. So that’s that.

I am attempting…. somehow…. to figure out how to write a decent love relationship. I’ve sort of noticed that any real relationships my characters have either ends in one vicious way or another, or I get bored and move on. Some say that having a guy who had a perfect relationship with a woman who gets brutally murdered and then he spends the rest of his life still in love with her and missing her (because they were soul mates) doesn’t count. Am I that unromantic?

Don’t answer that. Please.

Anyway, also, I realized something exciting!!

Besides that the song on my IPOD is SKIPPING…… HOW does an ipod skip?? Brings me back to the good old days when all you had to do was smack your CD player and it stops skipping… that approach does not work with an ipod… crazy…. wow, I digress badly. Maybe I should ask my two year old niece to fix it, she’s the one that showed me how to use it (kids and technology!!)

Oh yes, the exciting thing! I get to create TWO NEW CHARACTERS!!! One to come in book 5, one to come in book, well, I haven’t decided! I seem to think I need to introduce him in book 5 or 6, even though his main story won’t be told until 11. Haven’t decided yet.

And, since it is now April 9th, and there is a freakin’ BLIZZARD outside, and am unable to drive, go anywhere or do anything, I have a TON of time to write today, yay!

Gosh, this post is kind of leading me nowhere.  Here’s a hint about the jam, probably more confusing if you haven’t already guessed the song.


Yes, I feel like being a little ridiculous. I wrote some new scenes for book 11,  a short story that comes between books 5 and 6, and have yet to figure out how to start book 4 (rest assured, it is finished. The ending came out rather fantastic if you ask me.) Though there is one scene I’m adding that I think I can work on…. maybe….

Anywhere the wind blows….

Ok, I think I’m off to go finish this scene. Ta-ta!

Tell me if you’ve guessed the song.



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My fancy Italian journal and sleek English pen

(First of all, I want to say thank you to Jay, my best friend and editor, for sending me these items,  because I know she reads my blog and is probably going to hate that I’m mentioning her in my post 🙂 )

So here I am writing in my beautiful new blank journal (made in Italy) that my friend Jay just sent me, along with the beautiful new silver pen (Made in England), and think, “Wow, this would be a perfect writing tool to carry around with me.” See, I’ve been needing to carry something with me to make notes in, write down what people say, make lists of stuff I have to do, so on, so forth. Especially now that I am networking more, I can’t remember everything everyone says all the time.

And then, then the curse of productivity hits, and I blame the blank pages and fancy pen in my hand. I realize with these new tools, it’s going to make it a lot less easy to be unproductive and procrastinate. In half an hour I just went from debating to myself “Aw, this would be helpful if I did this….” (Usually a weeks long procrastination- I mean, project.) Now, in less than half an hour after writing down my ideas, I’m about to actually get started on the project itself. Not in “oh wouldn’t it be nice” form, but “this is how I’m going to do it” the pre-step to something ACTUALLY HAPPENING.

So, in retrospect, I must realize this book and this pen are not the enemies here. They are simply… magic. Magic that forces me to actually DO things instead of just think about them.

Now my mind is blown.

And I must get on with my project, because stopping in the middle to write this blog is bordering magic blasphemy, and I hate to think that happens when I go against something magical (Isn’t it, in books, that when something magical gets thwarted, something bad usually happens?) I don’t want to prove the magic book and pen wrong. I’ll keep a healthy fearful respect of them, and clear off my shelves.

Your crazy blogger,



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