Am I crazy? Shiny things Thursday May 24

My newsletter subscribers know this, (please subscribe. I only post infrequently, no spamming I promise!)but the reason I haven’t blogged for so long–and haven’t added any videos to my youtubechannel, is because I have two books coming out very soon! The third and fourth books, in the Chimera Chronicles series will be released by Soul Mate Publishing in May and July respectively!

The Chimera Chronicles are about seven shapeshifting brothers who were separated as young children. In each book, they find each other and love. Chimeras, they can shift into dragons or lions and have the talents of both, even while in human form. A frightening counterpoint to all this power–if they don’t find their mates soon, they will lose themselves to their creatures and become lost in dragon or lion form for the rest of their lives.

Book 3 The Lion’s Share focuses on Connor, who may or may not be the third youngest brother of the Chimera siblings (You’ll have to read the book to understand why I put it that way). I was super eager to write his book, because it was inspired by “The Night Shifter” episode of the TV show Supernatural. It’s one of my favorite shows. I love Sam and Dean!
Now, of course, my shifters are good, so instead of being hunted in a bank during a bank robbery like in the episode, our hero has been blackmailed into the robbery.

The draft blurb: Former Army Ranger and chimera shifter, Connor Gunn is fighting a battle with his lion side. Just released from prison for a crime he didn’t commit, the last thing he needs is to get blackmailed into a bank robbery with his twin brother Tyler.

Worse, there’s an FBI agent already in the bank and she affects him as no woman ever has, awakening his body and drawing his lion even more perilously close to the surface.

FBI agent Embry Lane has learned a few things over the course of her six years with the bureau. 1. The FBI is more than a career. 2. Men are nice for a distraction, but eventually they leave. 3. No man can match up to the lover who comes to her dreams at night anyway. When she runs into Connor in the street her instant attraction to him makes her doubt what she’s learned–until she meets him in the bank wearing a tactical mask with a rifle in his hands.

Trapped in the bank, Connor and Embry must fight for the hostages and battle their attraction, because with SWAT outside and enemies within, one wrong move could see them all dead.

More on Ty’s story The Lion’s Pride next week…

Visit my Amazon page to see the beginning of the series!

What is the Difference Between Super Powers and ADHD?

He's a powerful shifter imprisoned  by a madman. She is the doctor who can set him free or sentence him to death.
He’s a powerful shifter imprisoned by a madman. She is the doctor who can set him free or sentence him to death.

Nine year-old boy child, heart of my heart, was diagnosed ADHD last year. He is such a loving child and empathetic. He gets very upset in the scene in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix when Professor Trelawney is almost ejected from Hogwarts. However, he’s easily distracted and struggles with the rigid structure of school.

I got thinking about attention deficit disorder and have come to the conclusion that the supernatural powers I have given my chimera characters, sensitive hearing, sense of smell, extreme visual acuity, etc., might have had the same impact as ADHD before they understand and can control them.

In fact I do think in some ways ADHD is an advantage. In ancient times, when we were hunters and gathers on the savannah, being distractible and acting on your first impulse was probably an important survival skill, waiting to see exactly what was lunging out of the tall grass could get you killed.

Jake, from IN LIKE A LION, is the seventh son of a seventh son, and comes into his powers very early. The rest of my Chimeras don’t start to exhibit signs until around thirty.

After I started thinking about this, I couldn’t stop until I written a little vignette about Jake as a kid at school.

(Apologies for the formatting, wordpress always takes away my tabs)
Ten year-old Jake Finn cooled his hot, sweaty face on the surface of his school desk. He swallowed, his heart dropping out of his throat back to his chest. He’d made it just before the bell, thank God, his foster parents would let him have it if he were tardy one more time.
Not because they cared, of course, but because he’d reached the limit of his tardys, one more and the school would notify his social worker.
A wave of perfume announced his teacher, Miss McCurdy’s approach.
She crouched beside his desk to almost meet his gaze, then focused on his hands which were braced on the chilled surface. “You’ve been running again, haven’t you?”
He nodded because it was no use denying it, his stomach in a knot. He lifted his head in her direction, she flinched and he looked down again to hide his eyes. “Yeller eyes,” his foster mother called them. He called them bad luck, drawing attention to their ugly color always ended up being bad for him.
“Well, next time leave earlier,” she said, and stood, turning swiftly as if impatient to get away, and judging from the rapid heartbeat he could hear as she moved across the room, she was.
The bell rang, causing a swift jolt of pain as it seemed to rebound inside his head. His eyes watered. He covered his ears and sighed, his humid breath fogging the shiny desktop. He could have told her he’d left in plenty of time, but he’d only end up in trouble.
He’d dropped off his younger foster sister, Embry, at her K-3 school with time to spare, but there was a vacant lot kitty-corner from the school and a rabbit, startled by who knows what, had launched into a mad dash down the street. He hadn’t meant to follow it, but something inside him had taken control. When he’d come back to himself, he’d been blocks from his school about to be late one time too many. The imagined smart of a belt on his back had spurred him to breakneck speed, his sneaker slapping the pavement, his breath sounding in his ears.
He shook his head and pulled out his supplies as the teacher went through the morning routine. An air current laden with the scent of bodies and the hamburgers from the cafeteria feathered his face. His stomach rumbled. God, he couldn’t wait until lunch.
“Jake? Jake!”
He fought through the lure of the meat, and wrenched his head toward the front.
Miss McCurdy folded her arms and jiggled her foot. “Where is your math book?”
He closed his eyes against the exasperation pinching her features. Embry’s shoe had been missing and in the rush, he’d left his book at home again.
Great. Another zero.


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Comments give me warm fuzzies, so what do you think. Is ADHD a super power?