A Revealing Post for Etta Jean

The cover, that is. Etta Jean has a new book coming out, and this revealing post is revealing the cover and story line(s).

Etta Jean was made in England but born in Sacramento, California. Her destiny as a bard was somewhat inevitable. Little else can explain how she constantly told her mother tall tales so outlandish that she couldn’t even get grounded for them.

Her current haunt is a comfy house in her beloved Sacramento where she wrangles four feline fur-kids and consumes peppermints like mana in order to balance a calendar filled with more creative venues than a sane person should realistically undertake. If she’s not chained to her desk, she’s stomping through the scenery in search of equally fantastical photographs.

 A revealing post must reveal something:

revealing postBlurb

Welcome to the 3rd District in New York City where pumpkins become limos and corporations are kingdoms in this modern take on classic faerie tales.

Trouble starts in the Shaughnessy household when youngest daughter Aenya starts dancing her way through her shoes every night—without ever leaving her room! She keeps her double life a secret from all the men who try to find the truth, but then private investigator Hiro Michaels arrives on the scene. Can she find a way to have her dreams and her love all at the same time?

Kienan Shaughnessy throws his dreams of a musical career on a wild gamble that takes a detour once he meets plain nightingale Madelyne Winters. The young innkeeper has been burned by love and cursed by hate, and she can’t trust anyone as beautiful as swan-like Kienan. Can he teach her to sing a love song before it’s too late?

Eldest sibling Taegan Shaughnessy unexpectedly gets a new pair of glass slippers as he pines for a princess out of his reach. Station and impropriety alike threaten to keep Kalliope Tavoularis from having the man she loves, but this princess won’t take anything lying down. Can some help from an unlikely faerie godmother stop the clock from striking midnight forever?

Mel Shaughnessy is the wild-spirited beauty of the household. Though as smart as he is handsome, his college grades have plummeted past the point of no return. His only hope is the university’s tutor: a woman nicknamed ‘the beast’. Audra Alexandros has no sympathy, and no graces, and yet there’s something about this lone wolf that Mel finds himself helplessly drawn toward. Can the beauty win the beast and close the file on the Shaughnessy Family for good?

Another thing I have to reveal is that Etta Jean tells me this story gets a bit steamy so, despite that awesomesauce cover, I’ll probably not read it. I know for a certain fact that some of you, dear readers, are always up for a bit of steam, and I don’t mean steampunk, wink wink nudge nudge.

The release date is pending, so follow Etta Jean to keep abreast (oh, snap!) of the production process.

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A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Take a classic fairy tale, reverse or otherwise revise the genders/identification of the main characters, and plot a story.


I Grow Weed

I grow weed.

I Grow Weed

Dill Weed

Dill weed. What did you think??

Dill is native to southern Russia, western Asia and the eastern Mediterranean.

It was well known as a seasoning in ancient Rome, and is a favorite all over the world, from Scandinavia to India.That’s because it’s DELISH!

The plant is strangely lovely: The slender stalk can grow to five feet tall, with a flower head like a lacy umbrella of tiny yellow flowers. Each little flower produces seed. The foliage of the dill plant consists of feathery fronds that sprout from the stalk. Stalk, fronds, seeds and flowers are all aromatic.

Some people say the flavor of dill resembles anise, but I don’t think so. I don’t like anise very much (except in springerle cookies), and I LOVE dill. It’s also said to resemble caraway, but I agree with the authors who maintain that the flavor of dill is uniquely its own–a little tangy, a little sweet.

It’s easy to grow, but hard to get rid of. I planted it once, and it’s come back on its own ever since. One of the intrigues of the spring is seeing in what part of the garden the dill comes up this year.

Dill isn’t just good for pickles–it’s great with fish and with potatoes, beets, carrots, eggs–just about anything. I love to put dill weed in my salmon croquettes (well, I live in the Midwest, so we call them “salmon patties”, but they’re the same thing). I also love to put it in bread–dill bread is fantastic with orange marmalade. If you’ve never tried growing and using this lovely herb, I highly recommend it. Buy your seed today and get started!

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about something that comes up in the garden whether the character wants it to or not.


Better Than Diamonds

I love diamonds, don’t get me wrong, but here’s one of the many things I like better than diamonds.

Well, food, of course. And I’m talking about things, not people. Set aside books, because: obviously.

These are all growing just outside my kitchen door.

better than diamonds

Moss Rose

better than diamonds


better than diamonds


better than diamond

Dill Seed

As Aunt Ora Mae would have said, “Now, ain’t that perty?”

I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies on the topic of a delicious vegetarian (in fact, vegan) stew we had the other night.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What does your character think is better than precious stones?


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