Life interferes but you have to find a way around

Earlier I blogged about how expectations and goals sometimes run afoul of real life. Unfortunately, that does happen to all of us and it doesn’t matter what our profession is. No matter what is happening at home, you have to find a way to push through. There are bills to pay and commitments to fulfill. But that doesn’t make it any easier and, honestly, sometimes you simply can’t see how you will do what needs to be done. Other times, you are actually getting things done but real life is battering you so much you don’t realize it.

That is how life has been for me the last few weeks. Between events that have impacted my “family” (put in quotes because these events have included those I have chosen to be my family as opposed to blood relations) and medical issues my mother has been facing, I have felt like I couldn’t see the proverbial forest for the trees. There have been times when I’ve wanted to scream in anger or pound my head against the wall in frustration. Sometimes it has been because of the events that have been happening and other times it has been because I haven’t been able to work. My mind simply hasn’t let me sit down and write.

And that is the point of this post. It suddenly dawned on my yesterday when I was talking with a friend via Facebook that I have been working. It just hasn’t been my normal creative process. While I haven’t been able to sit down and “write”, I have been plotting and making notes, much more detailed notes than I usually do. As a result, I have several tens of thousands of words detailing the last half of Nocturnal Challenge. I have other notes about the opening and that is something I am glad about because I had been having problems figuring out the right way to get back into the book. The end result, I hope, is that when life finally settles down — which will hopefully be over the next week — I will be able to take my notes and turn them quickly into the full novel.

I have discovered something else during the last few weeks. I have been carrying my Surface Pro 3 with me everywhere — when you sit in as many waiting rooms as I have recently, you have to have something with you. Until now, the SP3 had mainly been used when I went to the library and didn’t want to carry the laptop with me. With having to go with Mom to the different doctor’s appointments, etc., I have been making better use of the SP3’s OneNote handwriting capability. This is the first tablet of any sort that I’ve owned where handwriting has been a viable option. As a result, I have lengthy plot notes and, because they are handwritten and not typed, I won’t feel like I have already “written” the novel when I actually sit down to do just that.

Anyway, that’s where I am right now. Distracted but working, just not working in the normal manner.

Nocturnal lives boxedIn the meantime, if you like urban fantasy and police procedurals, you might want to check out the Nocturnal Lives (Boxed Set). It includes the first three volumes of the Nocturnal Lives series (Nocturnal Origins, Nocturnal Serenade and Nocturnal Interlude).

Nocturnal Origins
Some things can never be forgotten, no matter how hard you try.

Detective Sergeant Mackenzie Santos knows that bitter lesson all too well. The day she died changed her life and her perception of the world forever.It doesn’t matter that everyone, even her doctors, believe a miracle occurred when she awoke in the hospital morgue. Mac knows better. It hadn’t been a miracle, at least not a holy one. As far as she’s concerned, that’s the day the dogs of Hell came for her.

Investigating one of the most horrendous murders in recent Dallas history, Mac also has to break in a new partner and deal with nosy reporters who follow her every move and who publish confidential details of the investigation without a qualm.

Complicating matters even more, Mac learns the truth about her family and herself, a truth that forces her to deal with the monster within, as well as those on the outside.But none of this matters as much as discovering the identity of the murderer before he can kill again.

Nocturnal Serenade
Lt. Mackenzie Santos of the Dallas Police Department learns there are worst things than finding out you come from a long line of shapeshifters. At least that’s what she keeps telling herself. It’s not that she resents suddenly discovering she can turn into a jaguar. Nor is it really the fact that no one warned her what might happen to her one day. Although, come to think of it, her mother does have a lot of explaining to do when – and if – Mac ever talks to her again. No, the real problem is how to keep the existence of shapeshifters hidden from the normals, especially when just one piece of forensic evidence in the hands of the wrong technician could lead to their discovery.

Add in blackmail, a long overdue talk with her grandmother about their heritage and an attack on her mother and Mac’s life is about to get a lot more complicated. What she wouldn’t give for a run-of-the-mill murder to investigate. THAT would be a nice change of pace.

Nocturnal Interlude
Lt. Mackenzie Santos swears she will never take another vacation again as long as she lives. The moment she returns home, two federal agents are there to take her into custody. Then she finds out her partner, Sgt. Patricia Collins, as well as several others are missing. Several of the missing have connections to law enforcement. All are connected to Mac through one important and very secret fact — they are all shapechangers. Has someone finally discovered that the myths and bad Hollywood movies are actually based on fact or is there something else, something more insidious at work?

Mac finds herself in a race against time not only to save her partner and the others but to discover who was behind their disappearances. As she does, she finds herself dealing with Internal Affairs, dirty cops, the Feds and a possible conspiracy within the shapeshifter community that could not only bring their existence to light but cause a civil war between shifters.

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2 Comments

  1. Posted February 5, 2015 at 8:36 am | Permalink

    Somewhat OT, but I faced a trivial challenge myself this morning. My Kindle reader on my phone had forgotten what I was reading and I had to scroll through my library to find it — Nocturnal Interlude. Scrolling by author name got me in the right ballpark — the Gs. Then it was, “All the Nocturnal titles are clever and all, but WHICH one am I reading? The noun part of the title does differentiate, but not as well as might be for the way my alleged mind works. I found myself wishing there were an overlay on the cover thumbnail of a large Arabic numeral, indicating which one it is. Or something line that.

  2. Paul (Drak Bibliophile) Howard
    Posted February 5, 2015 at 9:08 am | Permalink

    Take care

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