Posted by Tawny Weber Nov 7 2014, 12:39 am in Launch Party, Tawny Weber
Wooot! It’s Party Time in the Lair and I’m so ready to celebrate!!! Not only is Christmas with a SEAL out, but I just turned in another book and get to climb out of the deadline cave to party! Which means we need a lot more tequila in here. Sven? Lime’s please!!!
I’m really excited to share Christmas with a SEAL with you today. This story is a little bit of a departure for me because unlike my usual, hero, Phillip Banks is a little, um, hmm… what’s a nice way to put it? Oh yeah, uptight. Uptight and upright, as his sister says. He’s also been through hell as a captive of a lunatic drug lord and has faced some major life upheaval. But thanks to one sexy silversmith–and the magic of Christmas–he gets to see life in a very different way. I hope you’ll check out his story and let em know what you think.
Here’s the blurb:
A Sexy SEAL home for the holidays and a heroine who wants him to stay there. Their secrets could bring them closer together, or rip them apart forever.
Subject: Navy SEAL Lieutenant Phillip Banks
Mission: Resist one saucy redhead’s attempts to de-Scrooge him…and seduce him!
Silversmith Frankie Silvera has lost her creative mojo. And she knows how to get it back—by getting her sexy on with a certain hot sailor. Just the thought of Phillip’s hard, Navy-trained body against her, and everything goes molten. He’s the “inspiration” Frankie needs for the holidays!
Navy SEAL Phillip Banks is the prince of protocol. But after his last mission went horribly off-course, all of that control has dissipated. Now he’s at the mercy of one very determined female who is pulling out all the stops on Operation Christmas—including red-hot lingerie and the promise of oh-so-wicked delights… But does giving in mean giving up everything he’s worked for?
And here’s a peek at his sexy silversmith the beginning of the book:
If she had a fairy godmother, Frankie Silvera would be sending her a big ole thank you bouquet for giving her the perfect opportunity to make some of her naughtiest dreams come true.
Or maybe it was her creative muse.
This was the kind of place that definitely inspired creativity. The Las Vegas penthouse was a kaleidoscope of sensations. Neon lights glinted off sparkling chandeliers, sending colorful sparkles off the crowd of partiers. Dressed in everything from sequins to plastic, denim to silk, bodies filled the room, covering the leather couches, perched on chrome stools around the horseshoe bar and flowing onto the dance floor.
Accenting it all were intense music, free flowing booze and men. So, so many men.
And oh, baby, they were gorgeous.
It wasn’t just knowing that most of these muscular, sexy men were Navy SEALs that made Frankie’s insides dance. It was knowing that somewhere among them was her dream hottie and the answer to all of her problems.
She just had to find him.
Would you like to check out the entire first chapter of Christmas with a SEAL? Here you go… in an easily downloadable version of your choice of pdf, mobi or epub for your reading pleasure Feel free to share the link with your friends –and let me know here what you think!! And you can check out more about the story on my website on the Christmas with a SEAL page!
To celebrate the release of Christmas with a SEAL (and, of course, my escape from the deadline cave), I’m offering up an autographed copy of any of my backlist SEAL books and a Sexy SEAL swag bag to one lucky commenter today.
Since I’m so in love with this cover, I’ve got to know… what would you ask Santa for this year. If, of course, Santa looks like this guy
Posted by Tawny Weber Oct 14 2014, 2:30 am in Tawny Weber
According to the handy dandy Christmas Countdown Clock, there are 71 days left until Christmas.
Now, whether that’s “ONLY 71 days left, holy cow how will I get everything done?!” or if that’s “Chill, there’s still 71 days, what’s the rush?” is always up for debate.
If you’re a crafter, 71 days might be worth freaking about. Most of the stores have had holiday craft supplies in stock since August, some are starting to sell out as Christmas decorations nudge Halloween crafts off the shelves. I started thinking about card making supplies about a month ago, trying to decide on a design for this years cards. My tried and true method is to either immediately fall in love with a design and start prepping in September, then get busy and forget about it until November, then freak and rush to finish, barely getting cards in the mail. Or in alternate years I can’t come up with anything, think I’ll just buy cards instead, then forget and don’t send anything. I’m really bad that way.
If you do a big blowout at at the holidays, this countdown might be kinda exciting. On par with ‘how many sleeps until we leave for Disneyland’ or some other fun outing. My late mother-in-law always gave us ornaments with our gifts. She would start searching out the perfect ones early in the year as a part of her kicking off the holidays tradition. I tend to start my gift giving list this time of year, trying to pin the family down to what they really want so I can have all of my shopping finished by Thanksgiving. I have friends, on the other hand, who rely on overnight delivery and free gift wrapping and do all of their shopping the week of Christmas or others who simply give gift cards and ignore the idea of making a list.
So with all of that in mind, given how I procrastinate, 71 days isn’t really much time. Barely more than two months. I should be panicking a little, and making lists of the lists I have to make, right?
On the other hand…
I hate thinking about Christmas before Halloween. Halloween rocks, and it’s way too important to rush past. Even though my kids don’t trick or treat any longer, they still dress up and I have fun decorating the house and contemplating the joys that Halloween brings. And its really difficult to do that if there are Christmas decorations already crowding my space. Although come to think about it, how fun of a trick would that be to have a house fully ‘Christmased Out’ for Halloween. Maybe give out candy canes and chocolate Santas?
Thanksgiving I’m not quite as attached to. I like it, but lets face it, thats a lot of time in the kitchen. And even if someone else does the dishes, I’m still worn out when it’s over. I think its all the talk about Black Friday shopping that goes on around the table. Since as I mentioned, I aim to be finished with all of my shopping by Thanksgiving, I never go out to face the crowds. But even if I hadn’t bought a single gift, I’d probably still hide at home because, lets face it, those shoppers get scary. I know this because I’m related to some of them. I do usually begin decorating the house for Christmas the weekend after Thanksgiving. For me, thats when it really starts.
But that doesn’t mean it’s not too early to start thinking about Christmas now, does it? Maybe jotting down a few gift ideas, updating that ole card exchange list?
What do you think? Are you already in the holiday spirit or do you want to close your eyes and cover your ears until December, so as not to have to face it too soon? Do you have a tradition of how you get into the holiday mood?
Posted by Tawny Weber Sep 14 2014, 3:30 am in Tawny Weber
I suppose you could say that writers are, by trade, creative people. It actually takes a lot of energy to spend so much time in create mode, though. At least, it does for me. So you’d think when I wasn’t writing I’d be giving those creative juices a rest, but I recently realized that I really don’t. All of my hobbies or activities that aren’t related to my career (or my kids or housework *g*) seem to be centered on creative outlets. And I know this is just me, because there are tons of authors (here in the lair alone) who have wonderfully well-rounded, balanced interests.
sigh… But not me. I really wish I did, though. But when I sit and try to figure out what or where I’d bring in balance, I get stuck.
I’m not into sports at all, and even though I do exercise on a regular basis I prefer solitary exercise with my headphones on and my mind free to explore whatever story I’m stuck on (cuz I’m always stuck on one story or another). Thankfully my husband isn’t a big sports fan either, although he does do a lot of competitive shooting, so he’s not bummed that I’m clueless over teams or scores or whatsis that goes with sports.
I read, tons. But over the last handful of years I’ve began wondering if that’s actually a pastime and relaxing pursuit, or if it’s yet another thing that should be slid into the pursuing my career category. So that doesn’t seem very balanced.
So I keep thinking, what else do I do? Hmm, I do a lot of crafting. It used to be more scrapbooking but in the last year I’ve been mostly focused on making cards. I actually prefer scrapbook pages, but I can end up spending a whole week on one, while I can make a few cards in one evening before I get distracted by a deadline, hence… cards.
I cook, but I call that a necessity. Even when the cooking edges into baking and the results are yummy cupcakes or in yesterday’s case, apple bread. And I’ve been known to forget to cook for weeks at a time during deadline crazes. Luckily my husband and kids are really good at feeding themselves. And I hang out with friends, but most of my friends are in the writing industry so talk inevitably turns to business.
There is yummy margarita consumption and heavy breathing over Johnny Depp, but I probably don’t do enough of either to consider them a real part of the equation. So when I look at it, I feel like I have a couple of interests, a fun hobby, but, um, no balance. Tha’s no good
So what about you? Do you find yourself gravitating toward hobbies that reflect or are similar to your chosen career? Do most of your interests seem to focus in the same area? And most important, do you have ANY tips on finding balance?
Posted by Tawny Weber Aug 31 2014, 2:05 am in A SEAL's Fantasy, book launch party, Sexy SEALs, Tawny Weber
Ahhhhhh!!! First off, I have to do a wild Happy Dance because my Sexy SEAL boxed set has had a wonderfully successful weekend. It’s discounted to only .99 cents this weekend, and it’s hit #5 on the Kindle Bestseller List and #1 on the Nook Bestseller List. Wheeeee, yay and a huge thank you to EVERYONE who added the boxed set to their collection.
But that’s not what we’re celebrating today (although do feel free to happy dance with me-I always dance better in a crowd). Today’s the big whohoooo is because we’re having a Launch Party! A SEAL’s Fantasy is out in digital at midnight tonight, which means today is the Final Day of Preorder celebration. See what I did there So instead of being a launch party, it’s a last day to preorder party today. The Cabana Boys are coming around with pre-release goodies in the form of grapes instead of wine, tequila shots sans margarita mix, strawberries that haven’t been dipped in chocolate yet, unfrosted brownies and chocolate chip cookie dough (chilled, of course). And here’s a peek at the story. I thought since it’s a pre-party, it’d be fun to get the pre-opinions Dominic and Lara have of each other at first sight…
Lara found her mark, front stage left, shimmying in place while the principles gracefully mounted ribbon-covered swings, arching their bodies backward as the swings rose to sweep out over the crowd. Catcalls rang out over the applause as the women shifted upward to dance on the slender bar of the swing.
One of the perverts jumped onto the stage and tried to grab the swing, coming away with just a handful of plastic flowers. The dancers didn’t miss a step as a burly man dressed in black wove through their still kicking legs to grab the guy and haul him off the stage.
Lara barely resisted rolling her eyes as the security dragged the idiot away. Then a movement in the front row caught her eye.
Her gaze shifted to the left.
Oh my. A little breathless, and not from the dance steps, her smile dimmed a little.
He was gorgeous.
Dark, intense and emitting such a gimme vibe that she was grateful that the sequins of her bra kept her nipples from showing.
He was big. Big enough to loom over the guys in the seats around him.
He was sexy. The kind of sexy that made her knees weak and her tummy shake. The kind of sexy that made her want to promise anything, for just one taste.
But she’d learned the hard way that every bite, nibble or lick cost a girl. And there was nothing she was willing to pay anymore. The good times just weren’t that good.
Dance, she told herself.
Focus on the dance.
Next to her, Sheri putt in enough extra shimmy that the beaded fringe of her bra swung in circles. Lara was impressed. Used to working the late show, the statuesque blonde had a gift for swinging her pasties, but the costume top was a lot heavier than a tiny flap of fabric and a few dangling glitters.
Without thinking, her gaze shifted to the sexy guy in the audience to see if he was impressed, too. But despite the blinding lights, she could tell his eyes were still locked on her. It was unnerving. Flattering. And one hell of a turn on.
Let it go, she told herself. Thankfully, the music changed and Lara led the chorus line in a swirling series of steps, upstage, then right, then back.
She’d seen plenty of gorgeous men in her time. Dancers didn’t have to be pretty, but many of them were. Especially the guys. Of course, most of them were only interested in the other pretty guys, but that was beside the point. They were still plenty hot.
So hot wasn’t worth wasting her thoughts on.
And sexy was pure trouble.
Now on the opposite side of the room, she felt safe looking at him again.
But oh, what a yummy mouthful of trouble he’d be.
It was probably the long, dry spell without sex that had her getting all wet and wild over a guy whose face she couldn’t even see clearly. Maybe she should break open her piggy bank and hit the toy store. An adult toy might take the edge off.
And, more importantly, keep her from thinking about doing anything stupid.
She had plenty to think about already. She had goals, big goals. Goals she was this close to making a reality. And those goals required every single one of her thoughts.
So, sorry gorgeous guy. None for you.
Well, well. Apparently little sister Lara got all the looks in the Banks family, Dominic decided. And all the style. She had the same mahogany hair and green eyes as her brother, but the resemblance stopped there.
Her hair was short, a wicked angle that highlighted sharp cheekbones and exotically long-lidded eyes. And her mouth… Oh, baby. Her lips were full and rosy, erotic enough to put a porn star to shame. Of course, that impression might be the result of watching her strutting her incredibly sexy body onstage for an hour.
He dropped his gaze to take in that body up close. It was definitely one worth getting personal with. She was tall, in heels just a few inches shorter than him, with most of her height in those long, sleek legs. The kind of legs made to wrap around a man and take him for a wild ride. Her jacket obscured, but didn’t hide the lush curves of her breasts. His fingers itched to move that denim aside and get a better look.
Not because she was glaring gat him. Nor because of any stupid rules about her being off limits because she was Banks’ sister.
He yanked his lust back, holding it in check.
She was his mission.
“Hi,” he said, his smile pure charm. He didn’t figure it’d take more than that. It rarely did. “You’re Lara, right?”
“Excuse me,” she said, moving her hand from side to side as if flicking him out of her path. “I’m in a hurry.”
He’d been able to resist her looks, stunning though they were.
But that voice. Hello, darlin’, that voice was pure sexual invitation. Low and husky, it was meant for dark rooms and silk sheets.
“You’ve got a second, though, right?”
She gave him a look, a combination of irritation and inquiry, as if she couldn’t figure out why he wasn’t listening.
He could have told her he was listening just fine. But her order and his wishes were in direct conflict, and Dominic made a habit out of getting his way. Especially when it came to beautiful women.
With that in mind, he amped up the charm a little and tilted his head.
“Look, I just want to talk to you.”
“Right,” Lara mocked with a roll of her eyes. “Talk. Sorry, big boy. I’m busy. Why don’t you grab one of the girls on the corner. They’re never too busy to chat.”
He snorted. Damned if her smart-ass mouth wasn’t just as sexy as her legs.
“We can keep it public. There’s a diner across the street. We’ll talk there.”
“I’m not into talking, even in public,” she said as she tried again to pull her arm from his grip. He didn’t let go.
“Sweetheart, you just bared your all to a theater full of drooling guys. You obviously have no problem with public displays.” A fact for which he was very grateful. He might not be planning to enjoy what she had to offer, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to appreciate its existence. Covered in shiny fabric or simple denim, the woman had a body of a goddess.
“My all was fully covered,” she reminded him with frown.
“Not fully enough to diminish the fabulous view,” he corrected, his smile automatically shifting to flirtatious before he could stop it. Not that he’d have tried. After all, a goddess had to expect a little worship with a body like hers.
“I’m betting at some point, your momma probably taught you that look doesn’t mean touch.” She shot a pointed glance at his hand, still holding her arm. “You wouldn’t want her disappointed, now, would you?”
Dominic grinned. She was as clever as she was pretty.
Still, he didn’t let go. Clever and pretty wouldn’t keep her safe. He, on the other hand, would.
He just had to convince her of that.
Ahhh, they’re in for some fun, don’t you think? I hope you’ll check out A SEAL’s Fantasy at midnight (or preorder now if you’re so inclined) and let me know what you think.
In the meanwhile, I’m excited to celebrate and hope you’ll give me some more pre-celebration treat ideas. What’s a yummy delicious treat even before it’s reached it’s final stage? Share a few in the comments and I’ll draw two random names to win an autographed copy of any of my first 4 Sexy SEAL titles, along with a fun Sexy SEAL Swag Bag!!!
If you haven’t had a chance to grab the Sexy SEAL boxed set, today is the final day of the .99 sale: Amazon | B&N | Harlequin | iTunes | Kobo
And did I mention that A SEAL’s Fantasy digital release will hit readers at midnight? If you were looking to pre-order, here are a few links: Amazon | B&N | Harlequin | iTunes | Kobo
Posted by Tawny Weber Aug 15 2014, 11:45 pm in Bandita Booty, Sexy SEALs, Tawny Weber
Thank you so much to everyone who celebrated the boxed set release of the Sexy SEALs with me yesterday! I consulted the all-powerful prize consultant (aka, the random number generator) and the following awesome guests are the winners:
Posted by Tawny Weber Aug 14 2014, 2:58 am in book launch party, Sexy SEALs, Tawny Weber
Sven? Where’d he go? He knows it’s launch day… Hmmm. Okay, so Sven is probably off chasing roosters. Why he”d want to catch one is beyond me, though – I mean, if the Rooster is gadding about, let him gad right? At least he’s not drinking all of the party booze. And speaking of booze, what should we have to celebrate today? I’m in the mood for something bubbly to go with the frothy margaritas. Champagne, perhaps? I know Sven is hiding a case in the back of the wine cellar, I’ll have the pool boys bring it around.
What else do we need for a proper celebration? Food, of course. I’m always in the mood for chocolate and cupcakes sound fun, but what else? How about fruit tarts for a change. We can call them healthy.
Music, music. Hmm, should we bring in a DJ and rock out with the dance tunes? Or have mellow quartet playing in the background?
And for entertainment, well, that’s where the Sexy SEALs come in. Because today, my hunky sailors get their very own boxed set! Yep, the first four Sexy SEAL stories are now available in a handy dandy digital boxed set!
Hmm, who should we bring in?
There’s Blake from A SEAL’s Seduction. The Boy Scout of the SEAL team, always prepared and ready to do the right thing (and boy does he do it right).
Or Cade, aka Slick. Oh, so sexy and tempting, this charming rich-boy knows just what it takes to get the job done in A SEAL’s Surrender. He’s always coming to the rescue!
I’m partial to Brody, myself. Also known as Bad Ass in A SEAL’s Salvation, he fits his call sign so well. And I do love me a brooding bad boy with a chip on his shoulder and a heart of gold.
But Aiden from A SEAL’s Kiss is such a sweetie. Genius to his teammates, Aiden proves just how sexy smart can be. And yeah, it can be really, really sexy.
I loved writing each of these individual stories, but am so excited to see them brought together into a single set. Its like guys night, in book form
To celebrate their launch I’ll offer four prizes – one for each book in the set. For a chance to win one of four autographed print copies of any of these first four books (winner’s choice) and a Sexy SEAL swag bag, just answer these easy party questions:
- Margarita or Champagne
- Cupcake or fruit tart
- DJ or Quartet
- And last but not least… Which SEAL would you take for your very own? Blake, Cade, Brody or Aiden?
Amazon | B&N | Kobo | iBooks
Posted by Anna Campbell Aug 1 2014, 12:01 am in Anna Campbell, coming attractions, Guests, Jesse Hayworth, Jo Davis, Kim Law, Lorraine Heath, Melanie Scott, Sandra Owens, Tawny Weber
Anyone a Neil Diamond fan? There was a stage in my teenage life when I thought he was the bee’s knees and I wished my name was Caroline!
Wow, August is jumping in the lair! I hardly know where to look there’s so much good stuff happening. Here’s a list of the guests who will be lighting up the lair and of special events for your entertainment! Rosie will be cracklin’ all right!
On August 5, Nancy welcomes Jesse Hayworth to talk about the latest Mustang Ridge romance, HARVEST AT MUSTANG RIDGE. Jesse will tell us about the challenges and the fun of writing a reunion of exes.
On Thursday, 14th August, we have one of Tawny Weber’s infamous launch parties in the lair! Yahoo! In anticipation of her September release, A SEAL’s Fantasy, Tawny’s Sexy SEALs are getting their own boxed set! On August 12th, the first four books in her Sexy SEAL series will be hitting digital shelves everywhere. You can check them out at http://tawnyweber.com/sexy-seals
Contemporary romance author Kim Law will be in the Lair Aug. 18 to celebrate the release of her latest title, SPRINKLES ON TOP.
On Wednesday, 20th August, I’m hosting Sandra Owens who will be talking about her first K2 Special Services book from Montlake, CRAZY FOR HER. You know how we love Navy SEALS in the lair!
Phew! I told you we had a lot going on in the lair this August!
On Thursday, 21st August, lair favorite Lorraine Heath returns to talk about her latest, ONCE MORE, MY DARLING ROGUE. A gambling house overseer seeks to bring an aristocratic lady to heel by convincing her that she is his servant when he rescues her from the Thames and discovers she has no memory of him or the numerous times she publicly snubbed him. Sounds delicious!
On Wednesday, 27th August, author Jo Davis stops by to chat with Suz about her newest Sugarland Blue book, IN HIS SIGHTS. When a dangerous criminal targets those whom Sugarland detective Chris Ford holds dear, nothing will stop him from hunting down his man.…
On Saturday, 30th August, Christina Brooke hosts the lovely Melanie Scott, whose New York Saints series is about to take the romance world by storm. Mel will be chatting about her first book in the series, THE DEVIL IN DENIM! Love that cover!
Because I have a new release at the end of August, I’m doing a big international giveaway on my website. There are FIVE chances to win a signed copy of WHAT A DUKE DARES (Sons of Sin 3). Just read the excerpt on my site and tell me the name of the Scottish captain of Cam’s yacht the Windhover (here’s the link to the excerpt). Then email me on anna @ annacampbell.info (no spaces) with your answer. Contest closes 31st August 2014.
Are you old enough to remember the 70s? Do you have a favorite artist from back then? Were you another Neil Diamond fan? If you don’t remember the 70s,what’s your earliest musical memory?
Posted by Tawny Weber Jul 14 2014, 2:00 am in Tawny Weber
I’m peeking out of the writing cave today to send you all a big wave hello! Hi everyone, remember me? Excuse the squinting, there’s not a lot of sunlight in the cave. I’m deep into my 7th Sexy SEAL novel and it’s due at the end of the month (if anyone ever says writing a book in 7 weeks is easy, send them to me. I want to know how they made it easy), plus the always fun but always hectic Romance Writers of America conference is next week so I’ve been trying to prep for that in my brief forays out of solitary confinement, cave-style.
While I was out this weekend, someone asked me what I’d do if I were stranded on a desert island for an entire weekend. I said sleep, of course. Which is apparently a very boring answer, but what can I say? The idea of an entire weekend of sleep is pretty seductive. But that kicked off a fun discussion of What Would You Do…
I thought it’d be just as fun to play with all of you.
So here we go…
What would you do if you were stranded on a desert island for one weekend?
What would you do if you had to perform in a talent show–tonight?
What would you do if you found an unclaimed $1000?
What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with your dream hottie? (realistically -would you hit on him/her? Would you be starstruck? Would you strike up a conversation?)
What would you do if you woke up in a Freaky Friday moment, where you’d switched lives for one day with the last person you spoke with?
I can’t wait to hear what you’d do!!!
Posted by Tawny Weber Jun 14 2014, 3:50 am in Tawny Weber
It’s been a week of little things…
Yesterday was the last day of school, which was a major whoohoo. Not because it’s one of those milestone years, or because there were awards or accolades involved. Since we homeschool, those tend to be rare. But because the schoolday was filled with tests and exams, which are usually a source of stress for my daughter, and it went so smoothly. Just like that, she flew through them all and voila, we are both free for the next 6 weeks! We celebrated by making chocolate chip pecan cookies for dinner. Nothing major, but it’s the little things.
After years of having a total handle on it, I’ve been struggling the last few months to write a career plan that works for me. In part because I have some big choices ahead, but also because, well, nothing seemed to click and capture the ‘plan’ the way I knew it should be. I’d gone the business route, visiting the SBA site and downloading their template. But it was too dry and blah. I’d googled my way through a half dozen writer or creative focused plans, but nothing felt right. I revisited a workshop I’d taken from Author MBA years ago, but while the template rocked, it didn’t take into account where publishing is now. I tried writing my own, but it made my head hurt. Then earlier this week, someone mentioned that OneNote was available for Mac. I’d used the program for years in goal setting and other projects, but had given it up when I switched from Windows to Mac. So this was so cool. Even cooler? It was free (seriously! Free!) I downloaded it and within a day, my career plan started taking shape, ideas were flowing and everything just clicked along. Not because the program has a template or anything like that, but because it simply flows in a way that works with my brain. See, it’s the little things.
Wanna hear another one? So, I’m going to the Romance Writers of America conference next month. And I was excited about going, don’t get me wrong. But I was also a little bummed because so many of my friends aren’t going this year (including so many of the Bandits *sob*) and on top of that, my CP was stuck at a different hotel because the conference hotel had filled. One of the things I love best about conference is this tradition that a handful of us started, oh a million years ago. After the Golden Heart/RITA ceremony, once everyone was through partying, we’d all return to our various hotel rooms, get whatever we needed down for departure in the morning, wash off our makeup, get in our comfiest sloppy clothes and meet in a quite corner of the hotel. We’d dish, we’d decompress, we’d plan, we’d quietly begin the mourning process that comes with not seeing each other for another year. But with so few of us at the conference, and my bestie at a completely different hotel, I knew that tradition wouldn’t be a part of this conference. And it seriously bummed me out. Then, mid-week, someone mentioned on Facebook that the conference hotel had openings. Just like that, my CP was booked at the same place I was, and even if it’s just her and I, the tradition will continue! Again, a tiny little thing, but it’ll make such a difference in my conference experience.
There were other little things this week, enough of them that I spent last evening seriously reflecting as I sat outside watching the full moon. So often, we measure life by the big things–at least, I do. Accomplishments, milestones, events. But its the little things that make all the difference.
How about you? Do the little things make a big difference for you, too? Or are you already used to appreciate them (I am learning!)? I think I’ll go celebrate my week of little things with another cookie!
Posted by Tawny Weber May 31 2014, 12:59 am in Tawny Weber
Let’s play a game, shall we.
I’m going to pretend everyone shouted “Yes!” just now, and didn’t groan.
You’re stranded on a deserted island for a month. We’ll call it a vacation, since there are no chores, no phones, no electronics, no responsibilities. It sounds kinda cool, huh? The basics are provided (water, fruit, veggies and your protein of choice, shelter, sunscreen and all the sarongs you want to wear)
You only get to bring five things, one from each of the following categories:
- A form of caffeine (remember, chocolate is caffeine)
- A single author’s books (but you get their entire library of everything they’ve written)
- One snack (remember, you’ll be eating this same snack every day for a month)
- The magic island seashell plays only one song when you hold it to your ear – you can pick whatever song (by whatever artist) you’d like
- One person –any person– to share your month with. For the sake of this little fantasy, lets pretend we’re all single (just in case your one person was of the opposite sex and a hunky movie star like Johnny Depp. Oh wait, he’s on my island. Sorry )
So… what’d you choose for each category? And how long do you think you’d last before you were bored crazy?