November 30, 2006

Come Out and Play

If you’re out and about on the net tonight, drop in at www.gabrina.com/chatetc.htm 9pm EST. I’ll be chatting with The Gabrina Team and have lots of prizes to give away.

Hope to see you there!
Sloane

November 27, 2006

It’s Just One Woman’s Opinion

And I’m entitled to it! Game after game I watch Rex Grossman do stupid plays and am more then willing to sell my PSL seat to anyone crazy enough to hand over five bucks. The guy is not a quarterback. Hell, he’s barely a football player. And as for team player, do not get me started on that topic.

His coach has publicly commented that Rex doesn’t always follow the rules and becomes a little anxious out on the field. NO SHIT! Well, I’m anxious too. I want to see my Chicago Bears win and beat the snot out of their opponents all the way through the Super Bowl. Hey, I can dream.

Lovie, you can be just like Loretta Lynn and stand by your man, but like her you’ll end up dead and sadly bring the entire team down in the process.

My rant is over and thank you for listening,
Sloane

November 22, 2006

Yasmine Phoenix Hits Her Mark

Congratulations to Yasmine Phoenix a talented multi-cultural writer who just sold her first work, a short story, to Parker Publishing, LLC. The Red Dress will be part of an anthology celebrating African-American Romance Fiction.

The collection is the baby of Niobia Bryant and Kim Louise, two brilliant authors, and is named Soul Love: The Ultimate Collection. Look for it at your favorite book store January 2008.

You can read more on Yasmine’s blog www.yasminephoenix.com/blog. While you’re there, check out her website. It’s beautiful and informative. I guarantee you’ll enjoy yourself.

Congratulations again, Yasmine. We look forward to many more of your unique stories and novels.

Sloane

November 21, 2006

I Have Been Possessed and Lived to Tell

It all started this past Sunday when I snapped a dishcloth in Rex Grossman’s face. He had done yet another stupid play and I’d finally had enough.

Studs and I, loyal Bears fans that we are, were glued to the TV. Now I’m not the world’s most brilliant person, but I know dumb when I see it and Grossman was once again playing brainless. I was so aggravated that I retreated into the kitchen to complete the finishing touches for our little tailgate party.

Halftime came, the food was ready, and I was still pissed at Mr. Football. Studs moved to the couch for easier access to the coffee table and his plate while I grabbed a wing chair with the remote stuffed in the cushion. Earlier Studs had been flipping channels between the Bears and the Patriots games. I adore Bill Belachek and his coaching. No one can fault the guy’s leadership or record. After grumbling about the remote’s location, jammed into my hip was not pleasant, I took over the job as head clicker. And I fell in love!

It all became clear why men were drawn to and driven by the power of such a small device. If Grossman pissed me off again one easy finger action, not that one people, and click it was Tom Brady doing some spectacular play. What a rush!

When the afternoon games were finished, we sped through cleaning the cottage and headed back to the city for the Sunday Night games with the best announcers around, John Madden and Al Michaels.

We make it home in time for the kickoff of the Chargers and Broncos. Within minutes, Studs was in dreamland stretched out on the recliner and I was nestled into the couch under a thirty pound afghan with the remote, because now it’s mine, lying on my chest.

The power. God, I loved the power. Click, it’s the game, another click, it’s Without a Trace. Back and forth, back in forth, all night long. I was in Utopia.

Monday night football arrived and I skulked around until I located my new best friend, the remote. Back under the afghan and another re-entry to Eden. That awesome power was back.

Somewhere in the back of my mind a niggling fear took hold. Had aliens come down and changed me into a man? Was my next gesture a public scratch? Shudders ran threw me at the vile thought. I lifted my thin narrow friend and eyed it suspiciously. Was it some foreign device erasing my femininity?

Reason took hold. With a shriek I tossed the evil devil across the room onto Studs lap, vowing never to cohabitate with the devil again.

The world is again on its axis and I am at peace. Life is once again normal as I consider which lingerie to wear and plan dinner. The horror has ended and I am grateful.

Sloane

November 14, 2006

You put that little thingy where?

Have you ever jumped into the shower and had ice chunks rain down on your naked body? I did last week and it was horrible.

We have this problem with our hot water heater and its venting system. The amount of wind has absolutely no effect on it. It’s the wind direction that matters. Unfortunately, we’ve never been able to figure out what that direction is. So all you can do is flip the faucet and hope for the best.

And that’s just what I did last Friday without success. Freezing and swearing I grabbed a robe then stomped to the heater with my blow torch in hand, vowing this time I’d buy the new On Demand Water Heater no matter how much the damned thing cost.

Once at the water heater I saw our pilot was located about a half inch off the floor in the smallest laundry room any builder could plan. There’s not a lot of room for my 5′ 8″ to sprawl out, but I made it. Time after time I followed the re-start directions. Time after time the damned thing refused to light.

What’s a frustrated woman to do? Call Studs. I hate to bother him at work, but I was pissed by now and wanted a damned hot shower. We discussed the problem, one of us civilly while the other was cussing a blue streak. I’m sure you’ve guessed who was doing what. We agreed I’d go to the parts store and buy a new thermocouple and Studs would change it when he got home.

So on the way to the store I’m thinking, what would my heroine do? Francine is a feisty gal even if she is only 5′ 4″. Dammit! Francie would get down on the floor and fix the thing herself. Well, if Francie could do it, why couldn’t Sloane? I made up my mind right then and there I would.

The man at the store was a doll, not with his assistance - just with his gorgeous blue eyes with thick black lashes. Why is it guys always have long eyelashes? Anyhow, I digress. All this man kept saying was, “Follow the directions” and “Don’t force it”. Not much help in my humble opinion because I have a problem reading and deciphering the written word on stuff.

Back home, I ripped open the plastic packet and read the directions. I may as well have been reading Greek for all the sense it made to me. With the parts dumped on the floor and me flat on my back, I used my handy-dandy flashlight to figure out the removal of the old and installation of the new.

Hot Damn! I could do this and did in a matter of about 20 minutes. So for $7.93 I fixed the hot water heater, eased Studs burden on the home front, and got a great back rub for all my efforts. Did I forget to mention how extremely proud I felt at doing something out of my realm? Oh yeah, I was dancing on air.

Maybe this week I attempt the vacuum cleaner and figure out why the thing barely sucks!

Have a great week,
Sloane

November 12, 2006

When Good Things Happen

to good people the world should know about it. I am ecstatic to be able to do that here.

Linda Wisdom, a strong figure in the romance genre, has just signed a healthy contract with respected publisher Sourcebooks, Inc. Linda, the author of seventy-nine books and counting, has stretched her creativity to discover that paranormal is yet another genre where she will excel. Her new series about witches kicks off with Curses… Spoiled Again! and will be released in 2008.

Not only does Linda write, she also edits, mentors, and collaborates. She is truly a woman of many talents and deserves only the best.

Check out her blog at www.lipservicegang.com to learn more about Curses… Spoiled Again!.

Congratulations, Linda! Your dedication and hard work have paid off.

Sloane

November 10, 2006

A Fun Day at Trisk

Good Morning World,

Come on over to The Triskelion Authors blog http://triskelionauthors.blogspot.com/. Today’s my day and I sure would love to hear from you all.

Have a great day!
Sloane

November 8, 2006

it’s a Great World!

I can’t believe my luck. The other day Yasmine Phoenix emailed me that Sassy Devil at the Write Workshop is using some of my lectures for their Emotions and Point of View segments. That pretty much blew me away.

Now today I’m scooping myself up off the floor because Eveline and Chantay at Euro Reviews in Belgium requested an interview and have posted it! If you’ve got the time please check it out. The address is: http://euroreviews.eu.funpic.de/interviews/sloanetaylor.php

Hope you’re having as good a day as me!
Sloane