I had visions of getting into Chapter 1 of my new story, Blood Stone, today. Huh! Didn’t happen. Instead, I spent the morning at the dentist. Now, I don’t know about you, but this is not my favourite place to visit. In fact, I’m a chicken when it comes to the dentist. But I really didn’t have a choice. Today was the preparation day for a crown I’m having done after I broke the whole side of a tooth off. I can’t believe I broke a tooth eating a carrot stick. *shaking head here* I mean, you try and do healthy stuff and look what happens. I would have been better to eat the chocolate. lol
So prep is now done and the crown will be fitted in a couple of weeks. Meanwhile, my jaw aches like you wouldn’t believe. I didn’t feel anything while it was being done, but now the numbness has worn of, my jaw is as sore as. I’m guessing it’s only bruising from the dentist pushing down on the tooth, so here’s hoping it subsides quickly. I certainly wasn’t in the mood for writing when I got home. So instead, I spent the day on-line shopping for ribbon, jewelry findings and beads etc so I can make some new, funky bookmarks and bookthongs for the release of my new book, Hidden Fire, when it comes out 1st June. I’ll post photos when they’re done and let you know how you can score one.
And now I’m taking a couple of pain pills and heading off to bed.
RELEASING 1st JUNE
When American Museum Curator Gili Adams’ sleazy boss, Jeremy, threatens her parents and forces her to travel to Australia in search of an opal called the Dreamtime Fire, Gili is willing to face anything to protect her folks, even the evil spirit trapped inside an ancient Persian ring, a ring Jeremy just happens to be wearing. If that’s not bad enough, she has to enlist the help of anthropologist Morgan Hunt, the Guardian of the opal and the man who once accused her of stealing that ring. Now she has no choice: lie to the man she still cares about or risk her parents’ lives. Nothing can stand in her way, not even her own heart.
Morgan isn’t happy to see Gili. Six years ago, she ripped his heart to pieces; he’s not about to volunteer for a repeat performance. Neither will he allow her to waltz off with a gemstone sacred to the aboriginal people. But even with the help of the ancestral ghosts guarding the mine, can he keep both Gili and the fire opal safe from paranormal forces beyond his control?