Think before you Speak...

Think before you speak...

Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak - the last one is great!
Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back...
or that you could crawl into a hole?

Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did....

FIRST TESTIMONY:

I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly,
"How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?"
I turned around and walked back out and never went back
My husband didn't say a word...
he knew better.


SECOND TESTIMONY:

I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls.
I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using.
After browsing for several minutes,
I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store.
He asked if he could help me.
Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."


THIRD TESTIMONY:

My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts.
As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.
I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts."
My sister started to laugh hysterically.
The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away.
To this day, my sister has never let me forget.


FOURTH TESTIMONY:

While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release
some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of
her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons.
I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished.
To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening,
"If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you
kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!"
The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange.
Even the tellers stopped what they were doing.
I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow.
The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter.


FIFTH TESTIMONY:

Have you ever asked your child a question too many times?
My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. One
day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch, in between errands.
It was very busy, with a full dining room.
While enjoying my taco, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked
my seven-month- old daughter; she was clean.
Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while.
I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No."
I kept thinking, "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident, and I don't have any clothes with me."
Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?"
"No," he replied.
I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. Soooooo, I
asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident ? This time he jumped up, yanked down his
pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!"
While 30 people nearly choked to death on their tacos laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down.
An old couple made me feel better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had!


LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY:

This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days
and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will,
in the future, likely think before she speaks.
What happens when you predict snow but don't get any!
We had a female news anchor that, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't,
turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?"
Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard!


Now, didn't that feel good?
Pass it on to someone you know who needs a laugh
and remember ...
we all say things we don't really mean,
so think before you speak.

New review for Autumn Windsong

Review for Autumn Windsong
The Long and Short of it
Review by: Snapdragon
Rating: 4/5
Link to full review: http://longandshortreviews.blogspot.com/2007/12/review-autumn-windsong.html

Colleen Love's Autumn Windsong is a delightful contemporary romance, with its roots firmly in an undoubtably magical past. The story presents a strong and believable sense of a Native American otherworld existing in unison with comtemporary life. Characters and setting both take on something of a dual nature, sharing a hint of that mythological world.

For Alita Wickstrom, contemporary life is far from nine-to-five usual. She is an Alaskan dog musher and has a powerful connection to the natural world of Alaska. She also enjoys and relies on her dogs. She is an altogether admirable female character. Her Beau seems equally admirable, and the reader is positively on their side from the first moment they meet. Beau, who is both a park ranger and something more, percieves the threat that hangs over them both.

The lovely setting, small details like caring for her dogsled team after a run, or the meeting of the two deer, all at a wonderful feel-as-if you were there quality to this hauntingly delightful work. Love is presented as timeless, as well as endless. A very engaging tale.

Chaos week

This week has been complete chaos. Storms, flooding and the flu bug have all wreaked havok on my week. Its been an understatement, to say the least, that its distracting. BUT... dispite it all, the newest book Ive been writing seems to be a blessed haven for escape. Because of the flu, Ive only been at it for little bits at a time, but its coming together so nicely I cant seem to stop! I know its going well when I fall in love with my characters and they feel so real in my head that I can just reach out and touch them. Maybe its the fever, maybe its my muse, but its wonderful and Im taking advantage of it.

Children are Brilliant!

HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY?
You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming.

-- Alan, age 10

No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with.
-- Kristen, age 10

WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?
Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then.
-- Camille, age 10

HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?
You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids.
-- Derric k, age 8

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?
Both don't want any more kids.
-- Lori, age 8

WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?
Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough.
-- Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)

On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that Usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.
-- Martin, age 10

WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?
I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.
-- Craig, age 9

WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?
When they're rich.
-- Pam, age 7

The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that.
- - Curt, age 7

The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and h ave ki ds with them. It's the right thing to do.
-- Howard, age 8

IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?
It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them.
-- Anita, age 9 (bless you child)

HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?
There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?
-- Kelvin, age 8

And the #1 Favorite is........
HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?
Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a dump truck.
-- Ricky, age 10

Thief of a Goddess Heart Review

Night Owl Reviews

Thief Of A Goddess Heart by Colleen Love
Score: 5/5 Reviewer Top Pick
Reviewer: Diana of Night Owl Romance Reviews
Online: http://www.nightowlromance.com/nightowlromance/reviews/Review.asp?ReviewId=913

I have to say that Ms. Love has penned an absolutely fabulous story. The storyline is extremely unique and quite interesting while the characters draw you in and make you feel like you are part of the story. From the very beginning of the story I was enthralled and I found myself sitting on the edge of my seat hoping that Ivy and Dane made it out okay in the end. It was action packed throughout and an enjoyable page-turner for me. This one is definitely a keeper in my library and if you pick up a copy I assure you that you won't be disappointed. Great story, Ms. Love. Keep the stories coming.



Needless to say, Im so very pleased!!

Still up there!

I just checked out The Wild Rose Press and my Autumn Windsong is now at the number one spot on the Faery Rose Short Story spot. I couldnt be happier! Im still on the top ten lists under the Faery Rose section and the over all Short Story section. Wow, is all I can say. I never dreamed in a million years it would ever happen. Im still just stunned.

I am diligently reworking and expanding my story I called The Magic Garden. Im happy it didnt win the contest as I wanted to make it longer then the 20k word limit. As it was I was over 18k and the story was just so incomplete. Now I can work it the way I wanted it to be. I just hope it isnt considered too dark. I dont think it will, but ya never know.

Well, thats all the new news for now!

Autumn Windsong Review

Here is my first review for Autumn Windsong!

This story was a very tender and heart-warming read. The way the story is so vividly described you believe you are part of the scenery from seeing the snow on the ground and feeling the cold surround you, to seeing and hearing the dogs barking and pulling the sled. Amazingly you experience the entire spiritual feel of the story unfolding before you. The author did a wonderful job of portraying these characters the way she did. She pens a wonderful tale that I think will entertain readers for a long time to come.

Score: 4/5

Diana
Night Owl Romance

Autumn Windsong is still on the best seller list!

Wow! I never dreamed it would ever happen! Autumn Windsong is still on the best seller list! Im number 5 out of 10 in the Faery Rose's; Number 6 out of all the Short Stories and number 2 out of Faery Rose short stories. I just couldn't be happier!!

There havent been any reviews posted yet, but those will come, Im sure. Perhaps I'll start soliciting them.

Best Seller

Im so happy! Autumn Windsong made the best seller list on the Faery Rose page! Im fifth out of ten! I couldnt be happier!

I held the number 105 place in Fictionwise for 2 weeks too! Its really fun to watch things moving around. I can hardly wait to submit my next submission to LSB. I hope they like it. : )

Movin on up!

Im very pleased to see that Autumn Windsong has moved from last weeks spot of 268, now it is at 105! What a great feeling! I couldnt be happier, well, I could, but Im no glutton. Well, yes I am, but Im being patient! I want to make it big as much as anyone else. But its putting the words down that matter, so off I go.

Right now, I have a Naughty lady Pirate in my latest WIP that is being spanked and must go check on that delicious bit!

Toodles!

Ok, all done...

For the last two weeks, I have been quietly grieving the death of Robert Jordan. No, I didnt personally know him. But from reading his books and being a huge fan of his work, I felt like I did! It was just a huge shock that sucked the wind right from my sails. Ive been trying to put it all in perspective and it took some very good friends of mine to pull me from my funk, telling me they dont think he would want to see one of his fans, that he unknowingly had such a heavy influence on, to stop writing. So now, here I am. Ive picked myself up, dusted myself off and Im picking up again. Ive been picking at my "girl pirate" trilogy and now its full speed ahead, Im ready to move on.

Another thing that has been a tremendous help is working with the horses. I have come to understand why people have bonded to them and dogs so very closely. Just being around them seems to cure my ills. The other day, I had a terrible headache, went out to the barn and was grooming Lad, the stallion. He is such a love and so warm and affectionate. He kept nuzzeling and asking for scratches, pointing with his nose while I was grooming him. Before I knew it, the headache was gone and he took off at a gallop through the pasture to show how handsome he is. hehe Then theres Daycon, pure white and a true gentleman who asks for kisses, which I readily give. Even when he has green drippy lips from his moistened alfalfa pellets. hehe Then theres Tanner, another true gentleman and shy love who obeys voice commands! He is so soft and fuzzy right now. Its hard to leave his softy hair alone. : ) Scooter is my speed demon whom I loooove riding through the tree farm. Him and Lad (who my friend and trainer rides only) are best buddys and Scooter hates HATES to be behind him. He just HAS to try and pass. Its so funny because these trails are very narrow and lined thickly with trees, so he sees a wide spot and the ears go back and he trys to nose ahead. LOL... I reign him back, but its still funny to see him try it. And last, is my little girly, Passion. She loooves to be groomed like any girl would. I just hold up the brush and say "Its beauty shop time!" She buts her way in and nips poor Scooter out of the way to have her turn over and over again! Im pretty short, so if Im real quiet and Scooter is still, I get a few swipes of the brush on him before she finds me. And then its usually the feel of hot breath on my back, or she lays her chin on his back like "ah ha! I caught you!" lol Then Scooter gets a nip and it starts all over again. lol

So yes, Ive found my way to deal with loosing a favorite author and inspiration. I scoop alot of poop. It helps when your too tired to think on such matters.

Thank you Robert Jordan for the inspiration to start my own writing career.
May you shelter in the palm of the Creator’s hand, and may the last embrace of the mother welcome you home.

Autumn Windsong

Today is the release day for Autumn Windsong! Its a wonderful way to start the day. Here is the first chapter to get things started!



Chapter 1
The sound of a single shot echoed and re-echoed through the darkness of the early Alaskan morning. Alita Wickstrom bolted awake, her silky dream shattered as the connection to her soulmate severed with brutal cruelty. She blinked her sleepy eyes a couple of times before they became wide with realization as she listened for a split second to her dogs howl with frenzied fervor. Poachers on her land, and close too! Catapulting herself up, she tore back the blankets, thrust herself into jeans and yanked a wool sweater over her head. With confused trepidation, she pulled on a thick snowsuit, hat, and boots and jammed her gloves in a deep pocket. When her trembling hand was on the door, her eyes fell on the long Winchester rifle standing in the corner. She hated that gun but begrudgingly carried it for protection anyway. She tucked it under her arm and slipped an extra magazine in her pocket as she stumbled out the door, letting it slam, the comfort and safety of her little cabin behind her. She inhaled the pure stinging air, wincing when the sub-zero temperatures bit into her exposed cheeks as she ran to the kennels.
The dogs yipped and yelped with crazy anticipation from the unexpected sound, and on its heels, the excitement of seeing Alita appear so abruptly. They bounded and banged against their kennels on their hind legs, sensing her shaken demeanor and eager to be with her. She laid the gun in the basket of the long wooden sled as she prepared the leads for the dogs. The full Blood Moon lit her way in pale, wan light, as she unlatched the first kennel and took Jezebel out. Jezebel quieted and licked Alita’s hand with a contrasting warm tongue. Alita gave her noble head a soft pat. One by one Alita pulled them out, slipped leather booties on their paws and harnessed them to the towline. The chore was an easy one that came from a lot of experience of harnessing in the darkness, and the dogs
obediently remained in their positions behind the leaders, Jezebel and Jack, trembling with restrained excitement.
“Line out!” Alita called to Jezebel and Jack; they stepped forward and took up the slack on the towline as she added each dog to its position in line until all eight dogs were in position. She shoved her frozen hands into her gloves and jumped onto the runners, barely catching them as the sled moved forward.
“Mush!” A turmoil of excitement streaked through her body with every hammer of her heart; adrenaline both warmed and sparked her mind as a thousand scenarios of “what ifs” played through her imagination. It angered her that people would be killing animals on her land, especially without permission. It was something else that nagged at her, though, the fear of the unknown and the feeling of something gone wrong, that forced her to put herself into jeopardy. That coiling gut feeling of instinct gave her the charge to ignore her own physical discomforts and follow the invisible line that drew her forward.
The sled bolted forward, hissing on runners, over the vast sparkling white meadow. The dogs plunged and bound over the fresh powder, yelping as they went along. The well-traveled course led to the forest’s edge where the darkness swallowed them in. The dogs knew the trail well and traveled it with ease. She had little to no fear with them; her pack was her loyal protectors. They quieted as the sharp jump of energy began to mellow. Panting dogs and the swish of her runners in the snow were the only sounds. Even the wintering birds and animals lent to the quiet, though it wasn’t yet winter. The morning’s occurrence had left all the creatures frightened and wary of any intruder in their world.
Through the lacing canopy of naked branches, pink blushed the dark periwinkle skyline, marking the beginning of the new day. The nervous twist in her belly goaded her forward, past where she usually turned back. She looked for a fallen animal, hoping it wasn’t what her gut told her it was. It was then she spotted a familiar shadow, and her heart sank. The long stretched shadow of a deer’s face, a large rack of antlers, the lean shape of a large buck, tangled in the brush.
Alita gave the quiet command to stop them. “Whoa…” Her heart pounded as she sprang from the sled and stumbled through the deep powder before the dogs stopped. There, on the other side of the fallen branches, lay the downed form. With guarded caution, she stepped closer. Her heart pounded fiercely, in fear for the beloved buck of her dreams. But it was not the shadow of a deer; instead, it was a large and unexpected beautiful creature lying motionless in her forest. It was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, caught in the brambles and unconscious.
She felt the tension of a familiar connection grip her, as it often had in the web of her dreams, and she knew in her heart it was him. “No!” Alita gasped and plunged through the loose snow to find him, plowing through the dried and brittle brambles to where he lay. Ripping off her gloves, she pushed them into her pockets and fell to her knees. Cradling his face in her hands, she was relieved when a deep groan erupted from his chest. His skin felt warm; she breathed a sigh of relief. He was alive. Her eyes went to the contrasting tufts of white down wafting from a small hole on his shoulder. Her bare fingers found a small patch of slippery wetness; holding them up, she saw the darkened blood on her fingers and staining the feathers and shoulder of his coat. Then her eyes went to the dark embroidered badge that identified him as an Alaskan game warden. Pushing down the rising panic, she unzipped the zipper a small length with trembling fingers and looked beneath. The filtered light was too dim to see anything against the black shirt, but a dark, wet stain was spreading through the stiff uniform fabric.
“Can you hear me?” She spoke in an unsteady soft voice by his ear.
“Yes.” He groaned again.
“Can you tell me what happened?” She fought to keep her voice strong.
“No.” He groaned again.
She placed her arm under his head. “I need your help, I can’t lift you alone and you can’t stay here. Come on, I need you to sit up.” She wrapped her arm around his broad back as he moved to sit up. “That’s it, now stand and lean on me. My sled is just over there. I have a nice warm cabin not too far away with a nice warm bed and a fire.” She knew she
was encouraging herself as well as this stranger. She did her best to balance him on her small frame as he leaned heavily on her when he stood. With slow steps, they staggered their way to the sled as the stranger gasped in pain with each step.
“I’m sorry, I really hate to move you without getting help for you first, but it’s the best I can do right now. Better to be safe than sorry.” When they made it to the sled, he slid from her grasp into the basket of the sled and was still. Alita tucked his dangling legs in the best she could, then hurried to cover him with the blanket she always kept there. Her pack stood watching the trees, ears pricked forward. Their hair stood on end as a warning growl rumbled low in their throats. Alita’s eyes darted around, scanning for any immediate danger. She felt it around her, pressing in like an ominous cloud of doom. She hurried faster, getting the game warden secured in the basket. Finally done, she pulled her gloves back on and jumped on the sled, glad for the first time that she had the old Winchester with her.
“Come! Gee!” The command had the dogs turning around and bolting to the light edge of the forest and into the sparkling snow again.
“Mush! Come on, guys! Let’s go!” She felt the little hairs on the back of her neck prickle as the dogs growled while they ran. The edge of light came into view, prodding the dogs to move faster. They lunged to the edge and the forest spat them into the welcome brightness of the meadow. They strained against the unaccustomed extra weight in the loose powder, but home was in their sights, along with their warm kennels and food. The level clearing was faster going and they reached the cabin in record time as the dogs followed their own tracks home. As soon as the sled stopped next to the kennels, they threw themselves onto the snow with tongues lolling.
Alita jumped from the runners and went to the ranger again. He was lying too still and much too quiet. No sounds came from him now as she hovered over him, listening, searching for any signs of life still left in him. She rubbed his legs, fearful hypothermia would set in faster than she could help him.
“Come on. Wake up!” A groan rewarded her efforts.
“That’s it, come on!” She reached for the hand of his uninjured arm and pulled on him until he responded by sitting up slowly. He began to pitch forward in a somersault. Alita leaned all of her weight against him, catching his scent. For a split second, while she balanced him, she recognized his scent, for it had teased her in so many dreams. Struggling hard, she managed to prop him against her and pull him up to standing. They stumbled forward to the cabin and burst inside. There was only a second for Alita to consider where to put him—in her bed.

Autumn Windsong Release!

My first book out with the Wild Rose Press is going to be released as a Miniature Faery Rose on September 19th! Yea! Im so excited!

Autumn Windsong Blurb:

Alita Wickstrom lives alone in the Alaskan Outback. Her dreams are haunted by the spirit of a large Buck, who visits her nightly in her dreams. His appearance shifts from deer to man as he loves her. She knows this kindred spirit is her soul mate and invisible ties will bring them together when the time is right. She waits, and one fateful night, a shot is fired severing the tie and jolting her awake. She follows her heart and intuition; she readies her dog team and makes her way into sub zero temperatures, letting her trusted canine companions take her to where the shot was fired. She finds an exquisite man. But is he her destiny?

Autumn Windsong Cover!

Autumn Windsong Blurb:

Alita Wickstrom lives alone in the Alaskan Outback. Her dreams are haunted by the spirit of a large Buck, who visits her nightly in her dreams. His appearance shifts from deer to man as he loves her. She knows this kindred spirit is her soul mate and invisible ties will bring them together when the time is right. She waits, and one fateful night, a shot is fired severing the tie and jolting her awake. She follows her heart and intuition; she readies her dog team and makes her way into sub zero temperatures, letting her trusted canine companions take her to where the shot was fired. She finds an exquisite man. But is he her destiny?


Release date coming soon!
Gorgeous Cover, isnt it??

Finished Gatekeepers of the Mists!

I finally finished the edits on Gatekeepers of the Mists last night! Im so happy I could pop! This book is 89,000 words and was the very first thing Ive ever written. Of course it was a disaster, but when Liquid Silver Books saw it, they liked my voice and gave me a chance. They showed me what was in need of fixing instead of rejecting outright like everyone else did (without offering a contract because they are very nice people!). I rewrote it as an erotic and fixed it. But it just didnt feel right after all of that, so I rewrote it again as a traditional romance and will be giving it to my editor at The Wild Rose Press. Ive written this book 3 times and I still love it. Matter of a fact, Ive decided to expand it into a 7 book series, one book to tell each priestesses story. I think it will be fun using the world I have created. I didnt get to use it very much in Gatekeepers as its a split between the mundane world (in the first half) and the fantasy world (in the second half). Its definately not a time travel, its a dimensional travel.

Anyway, Im just excited and so happy to be finished with it and now I have a few other voices in my head that need addressing.
Im in the middle of writing my Sea Sirens Trilogy. The first book, Violet, Queen Pirate is a little over half finished. Anne's Atonement is in the works along with Carries Confession. They are destined for Liquid Silver! Yea!

Super Sexy Sunday

I hope you had wonderful weekends!

I got my first riding lesson yesterday and it was worth the wait. My trainer doesnt believe in mincing words or ideas. She has you help hands on all the way. Awesome. So I got to ride Scooter (yea!). He is a 7 year old gentleman who is 15.1 hands. I cannot see over his back, but I can reach up to brush him. She rode Lad, who is her stallion and equally a gentleman of 15.3 hands and 17 years old. He is the best behaved stud Ive ever seen and been around. He throws out every theory of these mean, unpredictable stallions that attack if you get in thier pens. Matter of fact, I kept wondering if he was a giant puppy! Everywhere we went, he had to stop and smell the 'road apples' and proceed to cover them. lol It was pretty funny. Whenever we came across other riders, he would puff up and start huffing and puffing because he was interested in all of them. We went to this very popular place everyone calls 'the tree farm'. The horses know this place well and they were on fire to get at the trails. Lad wouldnt even let Lee Ann on! He just wanted to go! She had me on a lead for most of the time to be sure we stayed connected, because Scooter and Lad are best friends in the sense that they are like competitive brothers. Scooter was determined to be the leader and wanted to pass every chance he got. He would sneak up and start pushing on these paths that are only about 2 feet wide at the widest point (we had to wear leather shin guards to protect our legs)! He would get up to Lads neck and his ears would go flat because he wanted to win. Id reign him in and Lee Ann would laugh because they are just so competitive. When we got to the road is when it really started. So, I got up to advanced lessons and Lee Ann said she was so surprised and happy. She said I have a great center balance and Cantered perfectly. It will get better once I get more experience under my belt.

When we got back to the car park, we took off the saddles and let them roll in the dirt and catch their breaths before loading them up again. Scooter was so lovey, he would give me kisses and lean his head on me to be scratched and loved. Him and Lad were very sweet and Lad would kiss him then he bit Scooters hind end! He was even gentle doing that. It was a love nip. Needless to say, Im hooked!



Anyway... That was my day yesterday. Weve been down with the weather changing crud other then that!

How could you not be happy today??

When Im listening to ABBA, everything is roses and sunshine! I just love them and recall they were the first band I fell in love with. I was all of the age of 6 when I heart Take A Chance On Me. Here is it is:



I just loooove them!

Super Sexy Sunday!!

Its Sunday and the sun is shining for once. Ive been busy busy busy and instead of writing up something boring, I thought Id just leave a picture, because its worth a thousand words, right?? hehe

Happy Sunday
Colleen

New Contract!

I am just so excited. I have been waiting for word back about my story Autumn Windsong and yesterday I was offered a contract from The Wild Rose Press. Im just so happy I could pop! Im still so excited I feel like a little kid at Christmas! Went to bed waaay to late and got up too soon. Wait, isnt that a song?? lol Anyway, Ive been going over the contract and Im nearly finished obsessing over that. Yes, I DO read every part of it. Ive got so many ideas swimming through my head right now, I can barely see straight! Thats what the eye candy is for this morning... to help me see straight. lol And this guy isnt even showing any skin!

~ Blessed Be!

Environmental funnys

I saw this video with Ben Afflac and Jennifer Garner in it. I just had to post it! I dont think its going to be every day we see Ben in a corn suit! lol



Ben Affleck is seeing green. Why else would he don a corn suit?

The leading man – along with wife Jennifer Garner, best pal Matt Damon as well as Jason Biggs, Sarah Silverman and Joshua Jackson – is starring in a series of YouTube videos, dubbed Clean My Ride, Flex My Fuel.

The five-minute films follow the adventures of a shaggy, bearded alternative fuel activist named Phin, who enlists the celebrity crew in his campaign to make "flex fuel" hip. The global warming awareness clips, produced by the Washington, D.C.-based think tank Center for American Progress Action Fund, can be found on the Clean My Ride Web site and on YouTube.

In his starring role in the video, Affleck, (who first appears four minutes into the video), sports a pointy, yellow foam corn hat with leafy green ears and offers to take down "Big Oil."

"Congress bows to fear," Affleck hisses at the hero, who seeks to sweeten lawmakers on corn-based ethanol. "I bring the fear. Does big oil sleep around? Got bad credit? I'll find the dirt. And I will make big oil regret the day it ever uttered the words 'price gouging!' "

A new video, starring Damon, Garner and Silverman, is set to debut Tuesday, followed by new installments Wednesday and Thursday.

Damon will appear as a flex fuel pump, says Brian Komar, director of strategic outreach for the center, who terms it "hysterical" and says none of the stars took issue with their odd costumes.

In fact, he says, Affleck was happy to get in the corn suit. "It didn't take much," Komar tells PEOPLE. "Everyone was just really good-humored. Basically, it's an issue they care about."

Matt Damon as a flex fuel pump

Sunday

Today Im just catching up on things. I finished my story for the Historical Cottage contest with The Wild Rose Press. I dont neccissarily think I'll win, but it was a fun story to write and a great picture to give inspiration, I think.

Its raining and so not much else going on except updating my website and blog. Im going to resume edits on Gatekeepers of the Mists to get that finished too. So Im busy.

Romance is a funny thing

I just saw this article in People Magazine. From the title of the story, it sounds horrifying, but after reading it, its actually very sweet and James Blunt has my respect for trying to help his sister. Even the add he ran was very sweet and romantic. Obvioulsy the helicopter pilot had something for romance too.

Then again, after thinking about it, havent women historically been sold into marriage? Wouldnt that be considered a Dowry? So, actually, its not that bad at all.






James Blunt Says He 'Sold' His Sister on eBay
THURSDAY JULY 12, 2007 03:50 PM EDT

By Emily Fromm

Emily and James Blunt

Photo by: Z. Tomaszewski / WENN

Celebrities have auctioned off some pretty strange things (Corey Haim's baby teeth, anyone?), but James Blunt tops them all: He sold his sister.

The "You're Beautiful" crooner recalls in British GQ: "I came back to the flat where my sister was staying and she was crying because she couldn't get to a funeral in Ireland. The planes were on strike, the ferry was out of season, and there were no trains."

So he came up with an innovative solution to the problem. "I ended up whacking it on eBay: 'Damsel in distress seeks knight in shining armor! Desperate to get to a funeral in southern Ireland, please help!' The bids flooded in and the guy who won had a helicopter."

And now, the fairy tale has a happily ever after ending: "He flew her to the funeral," Blunt says. "That was three years ago. This summer they're getting married. That was the stupidest thing I've ever sold on eBay – my sister."

A rep for Blunt, 33, tells PEOPLE: "Yes it is true. They just recently got married."

Im available at Fictionwise now!

My debut novel is now available at Fictionwise!
Im just so tickled I cant stand it! You can see it here:

http://www.fictionwise.com/eBooks/eBook47892.htm?cached

Hope everyone is enjoying thier summer!

Colleen

Great new review!

THIEF OF A GODDESS HEART
COLLEEN LOVE
March 2007
Liquid Silver Books
www.liquidsilverbooks.com
E-book
$5.95
102 pages
Paranormal Suspense
Rating: 4 cups

Ivy Jones has been around the block a few times and has always been hurt. She is linked to the goddess Athena and feels a real kinship to her. Though few people get past her rough exterior, she still longs for someone to love and that leaves her wondering if it will ever come to be or if she will always be running.

Being an undercover private investigator would take its toll on anybody, but Dane Knight seems to be able to withstand it all. Like most people, he wants the picture perfect family, but there always seems to be something standing in the way and he is not sure what is holding him back.

Finding the last known statue of Athena should have been a great experience for Ivy. However, it turned into a nightmare at the hands of Donovan Haydn. He only wanted the power the statue could bring him. Feelings never ever entered into it for him. Ivy works at the museum and loves being around history and works of art. Dane, on the other hand, just wants to catch the guy so he can feel free and meeting Ivy does not fit into his plans. He is attracted to her and can see the feeling is mutual. Now he needs to figure out how to break down her wall and get to Donovan at the same time.

Once Ivy and Dane give in, their passion is off the charts. Ms. Love delves deeply into her characters' faults and brings them out so they can heal. Although it is not easily attained, the healing is something that must be done so that everything can be accomplished and Donovan can be dealt with head on. Thief of a Goddess' Heart is one wild emotional and passionate ride.

Krista
Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance
Reviewer for Karen Find Out About New Books

My Greenman

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Yea! Sunday!

Today is just a perfect day.
It's too rainy out to do any gardening. But its perfect for working on a good story. Ive been neglecting all the other stories to concentrate on this one Im working on for a contest for The Wild Rose Press, called Through the Garden Gate. I call mine The Magic Garden. Its a time travel from present day to the Regency era (1811-1820. Its right up my ally and Im hoping that even if I dont win the contest, I can at least publish the story with them. Its definately a paranormal. Would you expect anything less from me?? : )
Im not going to post any excerpts yet as its still under wraps. Hopefully soon though.

Happy Sunday!

Blogging on SEx!

That would be Liquid Silver Books Silver Expressions blog.

http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/blog/

I want to know what inspires romance for you!Stop by and post!

I would love to see your comments!

Thanks

Colleen

Memorial Day Thanks

To all of our soldiers, past and present:
THANK YOU!

Moving into Memorial Day weekend

Memorial Day is the time to pay tribute too those serving our country. I always think its important to remember those who are still living as well as those who are no longer with us. I dont think there is a braver thing one can do, then stand up and fight for their country. I find it horrible and ironic that we have to fight for peace.

I have two brothers, whom I am severly proud of, who served in the Marines. Semper Fi. I also have friends and family serving in Iraq right now. I worry for them every day and hope they safely come home soon to their families and friends who miss them dearly.

I also have family who are retired from the military. We teach our children to be proud of their Papa and to always have respect for the service he carried out in the military. Not only is he a family elder, but also, a retired knight.

In my need to turn everything into fantasy, I see all of these people as modern day knights in shining armor. It is a thin veil to romanticise what war really is. Ugly. There is nothing beautiful about what war does to people, civilizations or humanity. But the hope that we are making a positive difference in the lives of people who need to be uplifted, is there. To not let evil and the ugliness of those who only wish to destroy, win. From that perspective, I feel we are all warriors then.

We all need to fight for peace so that the beauty in life is not lost.

Peace.

I got tagged!

This is the first time I've been tagged... ever, so without further ado:

1. I'm only 4'11. (Booster seat laws cut off at 4'9, sad, isnt it?? DOH!)

2. My favorite flowers are roses.

3. My favorite birds are hummingbirds.

4. I love archery.

5. I love crocheting and knitting. (I think I was a spider in a previous life. : ))

6. I clean my house for story inspiration.

7. I love being in my garden.

8. I love the power behind a good storm.

The Rules:

Here are the rules according to whomever likes to make up rules (not me):

1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. (All's fair in Lurv and bloggin')

4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Here are the people I've tagged:

Rusty Wicks http://rustywicks.blogspot.com/

Lila Dubois http://www.liladubois.com/

Shara Lanel http://www.sharalanel.com/

Darragha Foster http://www.darraghafoster.com/

Tina Holland http://www.tinaholland.com/

AJ Matthews http://ajaymatthews.com/

Xandra Gragory http://www.xandragregory.com/

Kayelle Allen http://www.kayelleallen.com/

I'm tagging you whether you've got a blog or not.

If you don't you can post your answers on your myspace or yahoo group, or even your website.

OR, you can just tag eight more people! (Include your web address in your email to them so they can see your wonderful site.)

Keep the meme's rolling. :)

Thief of a Goddess Heart Review

Euro-Reviews

Rating: 5 Stars
Heat Rating: 2 flames
Reviewer: Annie

Thief of a Goddess Heart is an intriguing and fast-paced novel which will entice and capture the reader's attention with its flavour of fantasy and mythology overlaying an exciting plot line and romantic but steamy sensuality. The characters are well-developed and will elicit the reader's empathy. Colleen Love has penned a winner in Thief of a Goddess Heart and this reviewer anticipates future stories from this author.

The full review is here:
http://euroreviews.eu.funpic.de/book...hp?book_id=975

What if....

What if.... It has to be my favorite question of all time. That, and 'Why'? I have begun research on a new project and I am finding very little on Merpeople. Mermen in particular. MySpace has some beautiful images that Ive posted on my MySpace site though. I love research. I think its nearly as much fun as telling the story. I think a picture DOES speak a thousand words. Im wordy enough to take that challenge on too. Images such as this tell a whole story all by its self! Its beautiful and I hope my story takes me along this path! But for now, I'll just enjoy the picture!

Blessed be,

Colleen Love

Thief of a Goddess Heart

Now available from www.liquidsilverbooks.com!!

Ivy Jones has had a challenging life. She's learned to distrust men, and has sworn off the male population, she firmly believes she has no use for a man. Even her cotton candy pink chopper is a not-so-subtle defiance to all things masculine.
As an Archeologist, Ivy is excavating in an ancient temple and has the good fortune to make the find of a life time-an intact and perfect Athena. But the statuette is more than it appears, there's an ancient curse associated with the Athena-a curse that lies in wait, to be discovered by a
believer of the Goddess herself. It takes possession of Ivy and life begins to take on some unexpected twists. Aside from the fact that she can't leave the statue for long without ill affects, things get steadily worse when The Athena is stolen and she is forced to rely on a smooth and persistent man on whom her life may depend.
Dane Knight knows trouble when he sees it. As a Navy SEAL turned Private Investigator, he has encountered more then his fair share, and has sworn off taking any new cases. Until the theft of The Athena is brought to him. He's drawn into the assignment, unable to resist, especially after he meets Ivy Jones, the Museum's Head Curator. Dreams haunt him, dragging him deeper into
the case, and he begins to soothe her angry, neglected spirit. As she learns to trust him, he begins to peel back the layers, and soon discovers there is more to the case than a mundane theft.
Working together Dane and Ivy do find the statue, and Ivy discovers something more precious than anything else, the cure to her curse.

Studs R Us

STUDS ‘R US

Okay, this is a brand-new, all original, erotic romance anthology. And it’s going be FREE when it’s released in about 6 weeks. We’re aiming for a December 1st availability, and the collection’s theme is pretty simple. Like the name says, STUDS!! With ten hot, sexy stories, you’ll find something that appeals to your wild side, I’m certain of it. All these sizzling hunks have one thing in common, they’re tradesmen, and they’re ready for passion…

Some of the best authors in erotic romance have signed on to offer their talents, and I am SO proud to announce that it looks like we’re going to have this to offer you, our loyal and wonderful readers, as a special Holiday thank you for your support and interest in our work. Also included in the collection are several newcomers to the world of erotic romance fiction, but don’t let their lack of previous sales deter you, these ladies are VERY talented and you’re bound to see more of their work in future.

So, our current line up is as follows:

Denysé Bridger: http://www.denysebridger.com/
Paige Burns: http://www.paigeburns.com/
Chaos DeLight: http://chaosdelight.com/
Jessica Jerome: http://www.myspace.com/jessica_jerome
Colleen Love: (Colleen’s website is not live yet, but SOON!)
Darragha Foster: http://www.darraghafoster.com/
R.L. Stuemke: Painter
Lila Dubois: http://www.liladubois.com/
Kelley Vitollo: http://kelleyvitollo.com/

Stay tuned for more details, and the debut of this exciting new collection… Just in time to heat up your Holidays!!! The book will be available as a free PDF download on all of the author websites noted above. We’ve got handymen, painters, electricians, plumbers, and much more, so stay tuned!!!

Check at my newsgroup, or at any of the other authors sites and blogs.