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  • Spar
    Spar
    by Nikko Lee

    A closeted black belt comes to terms with his bisexuality when he takes an openly gay student as his new sparring partner.

  • Wolf Creek: Gay Werewolf Romance
    Wolf Creek: Gay Werewolf Romance
    by Nikko Lee, Digital Fiction

    Life as a gay omega werewolf is no fairytale.

  • Bon Appetit: Stories & Recipes for Human Consumption
    Bon Appetit: Stories & Recipes for Human Consumption
    by Donald Jacob Uitvlugt, Rev. Thomas Thorn, Nikko Lee, Dax Bordas, Sebastian Bendix, Rick Powell, Misty Tyers, J. N. Cameron
    Contains Bouillon de Bebe 
  • NECRONOMICUM #2 (NECRONOMICUM: The Magazine of Weird Erotica)
    NECRONOMICUM #2 (NECRONOMICUM: The Magazine of Weird Erotica)
    by Gary Budgen, Julian Darius, Richard Greico Jr, Nikko Lee, K. A. Opperman, Alice Renard, Rose Banks, Paul St. John Mackintosh, Michael Seese

    Contains Instabiable by Nikko Lee

  • Zombiefied Reloaded: The Search for More Brains
    Zombiefied Reloaded: The Search for More Brains
    by Carol Hightshoe, Cynthia Ward, Terry M. West, Christie Meierz, Dana Bell, Mary E. Lowd, Patrick J. Hurley, Francis W. Alexander, Liam Hogan

    Brainatarian by Nikko Lee

  • Coming Back
    Coming Back
    by James Arthur Anderson, Brian Barnett, Dave Fragments, Shawna Galvin, Vince Darcangelo, Ken Goldman, Michael Lindquist

    Contains A Mother Knows by Nikko Lee (paperback available at Lulu.com)

  • Wolf Warriors: The National Wolfwatcher Coalition Anthology
    Wolf Warriors: The National Wolfwatcher Coalition Anthology
    by Jonathan W. Thurston

    Contains Great Mother Wolf by Michelle Knowlton

  • People Eating People: A Cannibal Anthology
    People Eating People: A Cannibal Anthology
    by Frank Larnerd, Tony Peak, Geoff Gander, Shenoa Caroll-Bradd, Robert Hart, Nikko Lee, Kyle Yadlosky, Edward Martin III

    Contains Bouillon de Bebe by Nikko Lee

  • Valves & Vixens: Steampunk Erotica
    Valves & Vixens: Steampunk Erotica
    by Nicole Gestalt, Crysta Coburn, J.T Seate, Nikko Lee, V.C., Zak Jane Keir, Blair, Regina Kammer, Jim Lee

    Contains Boson's Mate by Nikko Lee

  • The Big Book of Bizarro
    The Big Book of Bizarro
    by Rich Bottles Jr.

    Contains Honey-Do by Nikko Lee

  • Between Love and Lust
    Between Love and Lust
    by Nikko Lee

    E-book

    Print-on-demand paperback

  • Templar and Other Stories of Suspense and Terror (Vampires 2, Volume 4)
    Templar and Other Stories of Suspense and Terror (Vampires 2, Volume 4)
    by J. Troy Seate, Patricia McCarthy, Nikke Lee, Andrea Saavedra, James Hartley, Edward McKeown, Mike Graves, J.E. Gurley, Zakk Erikson, David Bernstein C.C. Blake

    Contains Pure Delight by Nikko Lee

Sunday
May132018

Grammy is a special kind of grandmother

Every family seems to have their own name for grandparents. I grew up with grammies, grampies, grandmamans, and grandpapas. I was fortunate enough to know several great-grandmothers and a great-grandfather. Yet my closest grandparent was always my Grammy.

Part of my childhood was spent growing up on the family farm. Grammy's house was on the corner between the barns and the lake. I could walk to her house in 5-10 minutes whether we were living in the old farmhouse my father remodeled, the house on top of the hill we rented or the house my father later built.

That physical closeness meant that I was always passing by her house - rarely without stopping in. My earliest memory is walking to her house while she and my Grampy were building an addition. I can't remember how old I was - young enough that I wasn't in school. Her house was always my destination or a way point to and from home.

We waited for the bus at her corner.

When I was done chores, I'd stop by her house on the way home to chat and get a snack - Grammy always had cookies, bars or leftovers on hand.

Honk the horn as we drove by on the way to the beach, if we didn't stop in.

It was our departure point of many moves whether to Saskatchewan where my mother had gotten a job working in the correction system, before the start of the eight hour drive back to university, or to return to an adult life so many miles away.

For most of my life, our big family gatherings with aunts, uncles and cousins occurred at Grammy's. Us kids had our own table set up for meals and playing cards in the living room. At Christmas, stockings for everyone were hung on the banister to the second floor. The basement once held a pool table/ ping-pong table where we spent hours when not scooted outside.

I spent countless hours with my Grammy watching her cook, listening to soaps, cleaning dishes or the house, fixing beans and tending to her flower and vegetable gardens. We talked about life, love and whatever else came out. The front porch was good for sitting in the morning and seeing everyone go by on their way to work or waiting for the mail. The back porch was shaded in the afternoon for those long leisurely summer afternoons between swimming and dinner.

As I grew older and spent more time away from the farm, Grammy became my favorite pen pal. Even if all we talked about was the change in season, it still kept alive our connection. In recent years, when I called her in the evening weary from a long day with small children, she reminded me to treasure these moments that sometimes felt so overwhelming.

Now that she has passed, I hope to pass onto my children - and maybe eventually my grand-children - the importance of that special connection that has been a bedrock of my life.

 

Saturday
Apr282018

Warning Low Bandwidth

Daycare has been closed for the last wee, which means we've either been traveling to visit family or I've been home with two kids (ages 3.5 and 1.5). This is my first time being at home with two higly mobile kids. It's been non-stop movement with the exception of quiet/naptime and the odd video or car ride. When I was pregnant with my first, I imagined writing while she napped or after she had gone to sleep. So of course she was a challenging sleeper. Even though my second is a more reliable sleeper, I have no more energy when I do manage to find some free time.

Safe Word is still in editing limbo. I have a few must fix issues before I dare submit it. Even getting a submission together will mean writing a summary.

Wolf Creek has been re-released. It was intended to be a trilogy. I've drafted the second book in which Josh gets a boyfriend and discovers the other half of his heritage.

I've agreed to write a piece for a themed anthology. However, finding the time and creative energy to write has been a challenge.

At least I'm managing to get a full nigth of sleep most nigths. But I am still along way from having the bandwidth to write consistently. 

Wednesday
Apr112018

What does it take to be a black belt?

My fellow author, Lisabet Sarai, is hosting a promotional blog post for Spar at her blog. Check it out: https://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2018/04/what-does-it-take-to-be-black-belt.html

A copy of spar will be given away too!

Tuesday
Apr102018

Buy my book (if you want to)

When I was a kid, I'd help my father on small appliance repair jobs he did on the side. I distinctly remember that awkward moment after he'd figured out what was wrong and either fixed it or had a list of parts that were needed when the subject of payment came up.

My father never had a set per hour rate and he hated to charge people more than what they could afford.

I kind of feel that way when it comes to asking for payment for my books.

There is a large plastic bin in my bedroom full of 3-5 copies each of my novels and anthologies in which my short stories occur. I purchase a couple of each for some library events. Sales are rare, so I don't order many copies. When people do request a signed copies, I'm always anxious about how much to charge people.

My first goal is not to lose money (printing and shipping cost). It feels odd to charge any more to friends and family, who have often acted as cheerleaders and beta readers. I try to put the price point of personal sales at retail but shipping costs me more than Amazon. I don't want to charge more for a signed copy than an unsigned copy anyone could get on Amazon.

Some publishers have easy set-ups for authors to get at-print-cost books, which balances out the added shipping cost of using the postal service. Other times I just buy my books off of Amazon and charge retail, eating some of the shipping costs.

I want people to buy my books. But more importantly I want them to read the books.

That box of books in my bedroom reminds me I need to sell my books. They aren't doing anything but gathering dust in my hands.

Friday
Mar302018

Hike alone

A couple of weeks ago, I indulged in one of my favorite things to do-hiking alone.

Don't get me wrong, I love hiking with my husband and want to foster a love of the outdoors with my children. However, there's nothing quite like heading out on your own and blazing the trail yourself.

It was just after dawn when I fed the cat and dog, grabbed a banana and my snowshoes and headed out the door while everyone else in my house slept. My destination Patten Stream Trail. Tucked between the stream and a gravel pit, this 1.5 mile double loop is the closed marked trail to my house.

Even a marked trail can be hard to find in the winter after a fresh snow fall. As it happened, the only tracks I came upon were from deer and turkey. I'm not in any where near as good of shape as I was only a couple of years ago before our lives were filled with two wonderful children. Huffing and puffing, I forged on-sometimes losing the trail.

When you hike alone, there is no one else to rely on to find the trail and judge the dangers of any obstacles. What where the chances I'd come across the coyotes I often hear howling at sunset? Was the thin crust over a dip hiding open water?

Hiking always leaves me feeling invigorating and even more so when I get to enjoy the peace and quiet on my own. I love dragging my children along on hikes and walks. My husband will always be my favorite hiking partner. But sometimes you just need to hike alone.