This is so cool. The Wild Rose Press staff along with the authors put together a wonderful holiday cookbook. And the best part is its FREE.
Simply follow this link to the garden gate and download a pdf of the 2008 Garden Gourmet. There are recipes from around the world as well as in your hometown.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/publisher/
Dynamic Writing Duo
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Our List is Getting Shorter
Hurray. We’re on a roll. Over the past month and a half, we’ve been a little lax with our blogging responsibilities. We’ve been hunkered down, going through the Color of Dreams galley. Final galley!!! YEAH!
Also we’ve been drumming our fingers, discussing, and designing what we’d like our new website to look like. We’re getting there. Slowly but surely. It’s been a long tedious process. We’d rather be writing but the business half of Tia Dani needed attention.
What makes our website so complicated is we’re both eclectic, each having different ideas, etc., and we want both our personalities to appear on the website. Should make it interesting. We hope.
Then, on top of all that, we’ve been working on two new stories:
One is another of our “Color of... ” books. This one takes place in a small Illinois town, where a hunky, laid-back county sheriff runs afoul with a recently young widow, determined to start a new life, in a new town, for herself, her four small children and two rambunctious pets. But when the sheriff and the widow have trouble seeing eye-to-eye, the entire town gets involved...along with our favorite high-priestess, Delphina, a faery godmother, and two mischievous brownies. The end result is hilarious and will give a sweet tug to your heart strings.
Our second book is a new genre, a paranormal mystery. The working title is Death Unseen. We’ll tell you more about this book in another blog since Dani keeps insisting we keep our blogs SHORT!!!
Here's a photo of us working... Notice how we dress up at work?
Until next time, stay well, stay happy, and live the good life.
Tia Dani
Also we’ve been drumming our fingers, discussing, and designing what we’d like our new website to look like. We’re getting there. Slowly but surely. It’s been a long tedious process. We’d rather be writing but the business half of Tia Dani needed attention.
What makes our website so complicated is we’re both eclectic, each having different ideas, etc., and we want both our personalities to appear on the website. Should make it interesting. We hope.
Then, on top of all that, we’ve been working on two new stories:
One is another of our “Color of... ” books. This one takes place in a small Illinois town, where a hunky, laid-back county sheriff runs afoul with a recently young widow, determined to start a new life, in a new town, for herself, her four small children and two rambunctious pets. But when the sheriff and the widow have trouble seeing eye-to-eye, the entire town gets involved...along with our favorite high-priestess, Delphina, a faery godmother, and two mischievous brownies. The end result is hilarious and will give a sweet tug to your heart strings.
Our second book is a new genre, a paranormal mystery. The working title is Death Unseen. We’ll tell you more about this book in another blog since Dani keeps insisting we keep our blogs SHORT!!!
Here's a photo of us working... Notice how we dress up at work?
Until next time, stay well, stay happy, and live the good life.
Tia Dani
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Need a Little Luck with Your Writing?
Sodalite is a gemstone that can help.Sodalite is a rich blue stone with white veins.
Sodalite is extra lucky for writer. It is a stone of rational thinking and clarity. It also can be used to clear the clutter of distracting inner dialogue so important communication can happen between the conscious and super-conscious self. (In other words, your muse.)
Sodalite can help bring inner peace. Keep a sodalite in your pocket so its peaceful properties will continuously flow around you. Sodalite is associated with the throat and brow chakras. If you suddenly find yourself facing writer’s block, recline on the floor, place your indigo stone at the center of your brow. Relax and remain in the layout position for five to ten minutes. Repeat for a few days if necessary.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Another Story for Us
As usual, our best intentions to blog every week crashed and burned in glorious flames. However, this week we have a valid excuse. Besides working diligently on our sequel to Color of Dreams, we've been writing a short story. It's kinda a suspense, with a twist of paranormal, and large squeeze of romance.
"Hey!" Tia snaps her fingers." That sounds like a great tag line.""I love it." Dani grinned. "We better claim it as ours right here and now."
They say to write 'what you know' so we placed our short story in Arizona. No strain of the brain cells there. In fact we made it so familiar we could drive to the setting with our eyes closed. Well, not really.
Actually we stand corrected. Tia did drive with her eyes closed when she was younger. Crazy teenager. Dani wasn't that reckless or maybe...not that stupid. [Tia is now ROTFLOL]
But we digress. Back to what we were saying about our story. Our male and female protagonists are good looking and heroic.
Yes, yes we know, you want to be our heroine and want to fall in love with our hero. Our secondary characters are also endearing and caring. We have to battle with them continuously not to take over the story and run with it themselves.
This is generally a common occurrence with our stories, since Tia digs the secondary characters more than she does the hero and heroine. Dani constantly has to nag her..."Only the hero. Only the heroine."
And there's a villain. Really, really dangerous and bent on causing havoc to our poor hero and heroine. Especially the hero. Good news, our heroine is strong and the plan is for her to save the day.
Have we mentioned before that we like strong heroines?
The hero's perfect, of course, that's a given. So, don't worry, he'll be doing a little rescuing himself. You're still going to fall in love with him.
We think you will enjoy this story when it's published. We've titled the manuscript...Death Unseen. So be looking for it.
Until the next time when the flames start toasting our toes, we're always...
Tia & Dani
"Hey!" Tia snaps her fingers." That sounds like a great tag line.""I love it." Dani grinned. "We better claim it as ours right here and now."
They say to write 'what you know' so we placed our short story in Arizona. No strain of the brain cells there. In fact we made it so familiar we could drive to the setting with our eyes closed. Well, not really.
Actually we stand corrected. Tia did drive with her eyes closed when she was younger. Crazy teenager. Dani wasn't that reckless or maybe...not that stupid. [Tia is now ROTFLOL]
But we digress. Back to what we were saying about our story. Our male and female protagonists are good looking and heroic.
Yes, yes we know, you want to be our heroine and want to fall in love with our hero. Our secondary characters are also endearing and caring. We have to battle with them continuously not to take over the story and run with it themselves.
This is generally a common occurrence with our stories, since Tia digs the secondary characters more than she does the hero and heroine. Dani constantly has to nag her..."Only the hero. Only the heroine."
And there's a villain. Really, really dangerous and bent on causing havoc to our poor hero and heroine. Especially the hero. Good news, our heroine is strong and the plan is for her to save the day.
Have we mentioned before that we like strong heroines?
The hero's perfect, of course, that's a given. So, don't worry, he'll be doing a little rescuing himself. You're still going to fall in love with him.
We think you will enjoy this story when it's published. We've titled the manuscript...Death Unseen. So be looking for it.
Until the next time when the flames start toasting our toes, we're always...
Tia & Dani
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
A Normal Writing Day for Tia and Dani.
"Hey, Dani. You know. I've been thinking. We need to get back on track. When's the last time you've blogged on our website?"
"Me? Last April, when I posted an excerpt for Lynne Logan's latest book on our MySpace. What about you?"
"Oh, dear. Worse than that." Tia grinned. "Mine was when I set the website blog up. Or soon after. I remember writing something about my dad."
Dani nodded: "You did, that's true."
"Oh-oh." Tia glanced at her blank monitor. "I think we're really behind."
"Ya think?" Dani said in her usual snarky tone that generally sent Tia off into a peal of laughter.
[Laughter echoed around Tia's office for several minutes.]
"Seriously, though, Dani. We really should get back to coming up with a topic to blog about."
"Definitely. Okay, let's do it. And here's a vow we can take." Dani held up her hand. "We, Tia Dani, are committed to blog faithfully, whether it be raining, sleeting, snowing--"
"Wait! Wait..." Tia turned to look at her. "We live in Arizona. When has the weather ever been that bad here? You know, where we've had to battle with the elements instead of writing?"
A long sigh slid from Dani's mouth. "I don't care then. What do you want our vow to be?"
"Hmmm...okay.. How about this? We commit faithfully to blog regularly whether there be persnickety Internet problems–"
"Persnickety?" Dani rolled her eyes. "Now that's a word one doesn't hear everyday."
"Hush, now. I'm thinking." Tia drummed her fingers next to her keyboard. "Besides, I like persnickety...it has character. So, don't interrupt me. I've got more to add to this vow."
Dani waved her hand. "Add away, dear Tia."
Tia began to type furiously. "Whether there be persnickety Internet problems, cranky computers and–"
Brrrring, brringgg
Dani: "Hold that thought. Gotta answer my cell phone. Hello?"
Oh, great. Tia thought. This will take a while. Every time I get a great idea, her phone has to ring. "While you answer it. I'm going to the bathroom."
[Ten minutes later Tia is rummaging through her cupboard for something to snack on.]
Walking into the kitchen, Dani snapped her cell phone shut. "That's done. Just another Realtor wanting to know about a house. So what were we doing?"
"I forgot. Here, you want some potato chips?" Tia tossed a freshly opened bag onto the kitchen counter. "I'm hungry."
"Of course. You have to ask?" Dani slipped her hand into the bag and pulled a handful of chips. "You know...I had an idea for a short story last night. You want to hear about it?"
"Sure." Tia scooted out one of the bar stools and hopped onto it.
Dani grabbed the other stool. "It's a darker paranormal. Nothing like we normally do?"
"Really?" Tia looked at her with one eyebrow lifted. "Since when have we ever done anything normal?"
"That's true. Every story we come up with has a tendency to take on it's own life." Dani reached for another round of chips. "Anyway, here's the idea. Three women own a book store and the hero comes in as an author, who's researching werewolf stories."
"Why?" Tia munched several chips at once.
"Why what?"
"Why three women? Which one of them is going to be the heroine?"
"I don't care." Dani brushed potato chip crumbs from the front of her black T-shirt. "Besides, what does it matter who's to be the heroine? I'm just telling you my idea for a story. We can iron out the fine details later."
Tia shook her head. "I don't know. What about the hero? Why did he come to just that particular book store? You know the rule. In romantic fiction, coincidences aren't supposed to just happen."
"Tia!" Another long drawn out sigh followed Dani's exclamation. "Turn off that analytical brain of yours and just listen to me. I'm telling you my idea, not the whole bloody story."
"Huh...oooh...how awesome. A bloody werewolf story. I like that. Okay...so...there's three women and one man, right?"
"Right. We start out with this spooky prologue. Up at the lake. A dark night."
"Which lake?" Tia stopped munching and looked at Dani curiously. "Where's the story supposed to take place?"
"Who cares, right now? Anyway, there's a full moon–"
"I hate to say this, but if there's a full moon, it won't be a dark night."
"Fine! Then it was a dark and stormy night."
[Both break out laughing.]
"I like the full moon idea, Dani. We'll stick with that."
Dani shifted on the bar stool. Sometimes I think I could hate you. "Are you ready to listen now? It's a really great idea."
"Fire away."
"Here goes. Back to wherever we were."
"It was a dark and –"
"Forget that. We're back at the lake and the moon was full."
Tia suddenly laughed and potato chips flew everywhere. "Sounds like a song. Stagger Lee, right?"
"Right...but I believe the moon was yellow."
In typical fashion, Tia cleared her throat and started singing. "The night was clear, and the moon was yellow..."
Together they finished the last line. "And the leaves came tumblin' down. . ."
[This time they both broke out in hysterical laughter].
Dani shoved the chips aside. "Oh God, it's time for my diet Coke."
Tia fanned her face and took a deep breath. "I almost inhaled a chip after that one. Guess I'll get myself a Pepsi."
[Five minute break here while they talk about nothing in particular]
Dani suddenly remembers why she was there for the day. " Let's return to my story."
"Right. So what else happens?"
"It's a werewolf story, but comes with a catch."
"Oooooookay?" Tia gave her friend a doubtful look, thinking there were all kinds of "catches", but knew she had to hear Dani out. In other words...KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT!
"Here's the deal. Our werewolf is really a–"
Woof. Whine..woof...whimper.
"Dang it!" Tia hopped off the bar stool. "Why does this always happen when we start to roll on something? Now, the double D's have to go outside."
"No problem. I'll tell you the rest of the story while we're outdoors with them."
[Fifteen minutes later—after both puppies "really" had to go...then greet their favorite mailman with a thousand doggie licks– Tia and Dani are back in the office in front of the computer.]
"You know, Dani. Your idea has a great premise. I think we should run with it. Let me get the major points down." She looked at her computer screen. "Omigosh! I forgot we were doing this earlier."
Dani groaned. "Oh shoot! That's right. We were going to come up with something for our website blog."
Tia flexed her fingers over her keyboard and grinned. "Don't worry. I think I have just the title for it."
IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT....
To be continued.....
"Me? Last April, when I posted an excerpt for Lynne Logan's latest book on our MySpace. What about you?"
"Oh, dear. Worse than that." Tia grinned. "Mine was when I set the website blog up. Or soon after. I remember writing something about my dad."
Dani nodded: "You did, that's true."
"Oh-oh." Tia glanced at her blank monitor. "I think we're really behind."
"Ya think?" Dani said in her usual snarky tone that generally sent Tia off into a peal of laughter.
[Laughter echoed around Tia's office for several minutes.]
"Seriously, though, Dani. We really should get back to coming up with a topic to blog about."
"Definitely. Okay, let's do it. And here's a vow we can take." Dani held up her hand. "We, Tia Dani, are committed to blog faithfully, whether it be raining, sleeting, snowing--"
"Wait! Wait..." Tia turned to look at her. "We live in Arizona. When has the weather ever been that bad here? You know, where we've had to battle with the elements instead of writing?"
A long sigh slid from Dani's mouth. "I don't care then. What do you want our vow to be?"
"Hmmm...okay.. How about this? We commit faithfully to blog regularly whether there be persnickety Internet problems–"
"Persnickety?" Dani rolled her eyes. "Now that's a word one doesn't hear everyday."
"Hush, now. I'm thinking." Tia drummed her fingers next to her keyboard. "Besides, I like persnickety...it has character. So, don't interrupt me. I've got more to add to this vow."
Dani waved her hand. "Add away, dear Tia."
Tia began to type furiously. "Whether there be persnickety Internet problems, cranky computers and–"
Brrrring, brringgg
Dani: "Hold that thought. Gotta answer my cell phone. Hello?"
Oh, great. Tia thought. This will take a while. Every time I get a great idea, her phone has to ring. "While you answer it. I'm going to the bathroom."
[Ten minutes later Tia is rummaging through her cupboard for something to snack on.]
Walking into the kitchen, Dani snapped her cell phone shut. "That's done. Just another Realtor wanting to know about a house. So what were we doing?"
"I forgot. Here, you want some potato chips?" Tia tossed a freshly opened bag onto the kitchen counter. "I'm hungry."
"Of course. You have to ask?" Dani slipped her hand into the bag and pulled a handful of chips. "You know...I had an idea for a short story last night. You want to hear about it?"
"Sure." Tia scooted out one of the bar stools and hopped onto it.
Dani grabbed the other stool. "It's a darker paranormal. Nothing like we normally do?"
"Really?" Tia looked at her with one eyebrow lifted. "Since when have we ever done anything normal?"
"That's true. Every story we come up with has a tendency to take on it's own life." Dani reached for another round of chips. "Anyway, here's the idea. Three women own a book store and the hero comes in as an author, who's researching werewolf stories."
"Why?" Tia munched several chips at once.
"Why what?"
"Why three women? Which one of them is going to be the heroine?"
"I don't care." Dani brushed potato chip crumbs from the front of her black T-shirt. "Besides, what does it matter who's to be the heroine? I'm just telling you my idea for a story. We can iron out the fine details later."
Tia shook her head. "I don't know. What about the hero? Why did he come to just that particular book store? You know the rule. In romantic fiction, coincidences aren't supposed to just happen."
"Tia!" Another long drawn out sigh followed Dani's exclamation. "Turn off that analytical brain of yours and just listen to me. I'm telling you my idea, not the whole bloody story."
"Huh...oooh...how awesome. A bloody werewolf story. I like that. Okay...so...there's three women and one man, right?"
"Right. We start out with this spooky prologue. Up at the lake. A dark night."
"Which lake?" Tia stopped munching and looked at Dani curiously. "Where's the story supposed to take place?"
"Who cares, right now? Anyway, there's a full moon–"
"I hate to say this, but if there's a full moon, it won't be a dark night."
"Fine! Then it was a dark and stormy night."
[Both break out laughing.]
"I like the full moon idea, Dani. We'll stick with that."
Dani shifted on the bar stool. Sometimes I think I could hate you. "Are you ready to listen now? It's a really great idea."
"Fire away."
"Here goes. Back to wherever we were."
"It was a dark and –"
"Forget that. We're back at the lake and the moon was full."
Tia suddenly laughed and potato chips flew everywhere. "Sounds like a song. Stagger Lee, right?"
"Right...but I believe the moon was yellow."
In typical fashion, Tia cleared her throat and started singing. "The night was clear, and the moon was yellow..."
Together they finished the last line. "And the leaves came tumblin' down. . ."
[This time they both broke out in hysterical laughter].
Dani shoved the chips aside. "Oh God, it's time for my diet Coke."
Tia fanned her face and took a deep breath. "I almost inhaled a chip after that one. Guess I'll get myself a Pepsi."
[Five minute break here while they talk about nothing in particular]
Dani suddenly remembers why she was there for the day. " Let's return to my story."
"Right. So what else happens?"
"It's a werewolf story, but comes with a catch."
"Oooooookay?" Tia gave her friend a doubtful look, thinking there were all kinds of "catches", but knew she had to hear Dani out. In other words...KEEP HER MOUTH SHUT!
"Here's the deal. Our werewolf is really a–"
Woof. Whine..woof...whimper.
"Dang it!" Tia hopped off the bar stool. "Why does this always happen when we start to roll on something? Now, the double D's have to go outside."
"No problem. I'll tell you the rest of the story while we're outdoors with them."
[Fifteen minutes later—after both puppies "really" had to go...then greet their favorite mailman with a thousand doggie licks– Tia and Dani are back in the office in front of the computer.]
"You know, Dani. Your idea has a great premise. I think we should run with it. Let me get the major points down." She looked at her computer screen. "Omigosh! I forgot we were doing this earlier."
Dani groaned. "Oh shoot! That's right. We were going to come up with something for our website blog."
Tia flexed her fingers over her keyboard and grinned. "Don't worry. I think I have just the title for it."
IT WAS A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT....
To be continued.....
Thursday, March 6, 2008
We've been Egg-cerpted by Anita Philmar
Title: Black Dragon's Blood
ISBN: 1- 60154 – 232 - 1
Author: Anita Philmar
Price: $4.50
At The Wild Rose Press
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php
Egg-cerpt:
She stood toe to toe with him, aware that his height gave the man a distinct advantage. His close proximity sent tingles of awareness racing over her skin. "But we're not married."
"We soon will be." His hands settled around her waist.
Swallowing the wet need gathering on her tongue, she quickly tried to think of a way to work her way out of the current situation. "I don't think you understand, William. I don't want to marry you."
"You will."
His arrogant statement hit her in the gut. She had no recourse. The law wouldn't protect her. After the last war, the government had granted men with dragon slayer ancestors any mate of their choosing, a prize for gaining the country its freedom. If he wanted her as his wife, she couldn't turn him down. But she might be able to get him to rethink his plans.
"But why would you want to marry me?"
Have a great day of fun-loving sex.
Anita Philmar
www.anitaphilmar.com
www.myspace.com/anitaphilmar
http://anitaphilmar.blogspot.com
ISBN: 1- 60154 – 232 - 1
Author: Anita Philmar
Price: $4.50
At The Wild Rose Press
http://www.thewildrosepress.com/wilderroses/index.php
Egg-cerpt:
She stood toe to toe with him, aware that his height gave the man a distinct advantage. His close proximity sent tingles of awareness racing over her skin. "But we're not married."
"We soon will be." His hands settled around her waist.
Swallowing the wet need gathering on her tongue, she quickly tried to think of a way to work her way out of the current situation. "I don't think you understand, William. I don't want to marry you."
"You will."
His arrogant statement hit her in the gut. She had no recourse. The law wouldn't protect her. After the last war, the government had granted men with dragon slayer ancestors any mate of their choosing, a prize for gaining the country its freedom. If he wanted her as his wife, she couldn't turn him down. But she might be able to get him to rethink his plans.
"But why would you want to marry me?"
Have a great day of fun-loving sex.
Anita Philmar
www.anitaphilmar.com
www.myspace.com/anitaphilmar
http://anitaphilmar.blogspot.com
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Arizona's Desert Dreams Conference
Arizona¹s Desert Dreams Conference April 4-6 2008
This is one conference you won¹t want to miss.
* NY Times Bestselling Authors
* Editors
* Agents
* New York Publishers and Small Presses
Visit Arizona in April and enjoy a weekend of networking, learning and fun.
Your conference fee includes:
* 3 full days of workshops featuring such authors as SHERRILYN KENYON, CARLY
PHILLIPS, BRENDA JOYCE, BRENDA NOVAK, VICKI LEWIS THOMPSON, LORI WILDE and
more.
* Editor/Agent Panel and Focus Sessions
* Workshops Friday, Saturday and Sunday
* Editor/Agent Appointments (on a space available basis)
* Friday Networking Mixer
* Friday Dinner and Keynote Address with Sherrilyn Kenyon
* Saturday Luncheon and Keynote Address with Carly Phillips
* Saturday Evening Mixer Sponsored by Brenda Joyce
* Participation in the Saturday Booksigning
* Loads of Goodies and Books
Space is limited! Register today by visiting www.desertroserwa.org.
Registered attendees who enter the conference contest before January 31 get
a guaranteed read by one of the editors/agents attending conference.
Register today!
Www.desertroserwa.org or email desertdreams@desertroserwa.org
This is one conference you won¹t want to miss.
* NY Times Bestselling Authors
* Editors
* Agents
* New York Publishers and Small Presses
Visit Arizona in April and enjoy a weekend of networking, learning and fun.
Your conference fee includes:
* 3 full days of workshops featuring such authors as SHERRILYN KENYON, CARLY
PHILLIPS, BRENDA JOYCE, BRENDA NOVAK, VICKI LEWIS THOMPSON, LORI WILDE and
more.
* Editor/Agent Panel and Focus Sessions
* Workshops Friday, Saturday and Sunday
* Editor/Agent Appointments (on a space available basis)
* Friday Networking Mixer
* Friday Dinner and Keynote Address with Sherrilyn Kenyon
* Saturday Luncheon and Keynote Address with Carly Phillips
* Saturday Evening Mixer Sponsored by Brenda Joyce
* Participation in the Saturday Booksigning
* Loads of Goodies and Books
Space is limited! Register today by visiting www.desertroserwa.org.
Registered attendees who enter the conference contest before January 31 get
a guaranteed read by one of the editors/agents attending conference.
Register today!
Www.desertroserwa.org or email desertdreams@desertroserwa.org
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