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New SatSD Cover!

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Hi all! Here’s the latest cover for SatSD.:) They WILL get better… Nathaniel’s pants are enough to scare small children. But this gives you a rough idea.

I’ll start posting more– that being-hacked incident was not very encouraging to creativity. However, SatSD IS done– the beta version, anyway, it’ll be revised a lot! Much more very soon. And a new chapter of Malfoy In a Glass posted on FIA soon too.

SATSD IS DONE.

I WROTE THE WORDS “THE END.”
(runs around screeching)
(Brain is gone)
(men in the white coats are coming to take me away)
(laces up sneakers)

More later. 🙂

For now, please enjoy this cover I made for Malfoy In a Glass, one of my favorite fanfics. (Of mine, I mean.)(And yes, this IS Scorpius.)
Malfoy In a Glass

A Short Break From Losing My Mind

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I’m on the home stretch to finishing Sex and the Single Devil. Yay! (Well, the first final version, anyway…) (searches for brain) (cannot find)

But sometimes, I just have to take a Photoshop break. 🙂 Here’s the latest cover. This is the classy, subtle one. The next one will have naked male torsos, of course. 😉

No cookies from the book today– but more soon!

Sex and the Single Devil– Done By March 25th!!

Oh No, You Didn't.
Oh No, You Didn’t.

Well, that’s what I promised my novel critique group, anyway… 😉 I’m not sure if I lost my mind DURING the writing of this book or if it’ll be gone AFTER the (first) finished version, but either way, I might have been nuts to promise it by that date. But I am determined! I’ll make it happen! Yay! Go me! (Waves the Happy Anise Writing Flag.)

And you know that there has to be a cookie crumb… 😉

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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Sex and the Single Devil 4

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“The devil’s making me think about sex, Colin!” screeched Ginny.

A hush fell over the crowded library coffee shop.

Ginny buried her head in her hands. “Can I crawl into a bottomless pit now?” she asked in a muffled voice.

“Funny how those bottomless pits never open when you want them to,” mused Colin.
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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Anisefics: Day 19: Sex and the Single Devil

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

Satan cleared his throat.

Ginny Weasley looked down at the source of the noise. This perhaps wasn’t the best idea in the world, seeing as how it meant that she ended up staring down at the rosebushes fifty feet below her as she sneaked out her bedroom window by a rope ladder. Still, the potential fall to her doom wasn’t the reason why her eyes widened.

You!” she hissed.

“Me,” Satan agreed. “It’s so nice to be recognized. I’m glad I didn’t have to pull out the horn and hooves routine.”
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30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Death Train: Day 14

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

You never answered my question, Draco,” said Ginny.

He raised his eyebrows in query.

“Will we really get out of this?”

“If I have anything to say about it, we will.” We will, he thought. We. He was connected to her by the sensations created in combing her hair, touching her skin, and the connection was like a steel-strong thread. Continue reading 30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Death Train: Day 14

30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Death Train: Day 13

Writing the first kiss today! Woo hoo! (Poor kids… little do they know what’s coming.) Anise runs off, cackling evil-ly.

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

“Goodnight, Ginny,” he said, starting to turn away.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing.”

They looked at each other. They looked away. She put his hand on one side of his cheek, and he closed his eyes. She leaned forward, forward, and their lips met in a kiss. He knew the triumphant pleasure of finally kissing Ginny Weasley. It went on and on, messy and inexpert and ungraceful, and consuming, and wonderful, and perfect. His hands went round her waist. He had to touch her. He pulled her so close, so suddenly, that the top buttons on her blouse popped open.

She put her hand up to close them. He put his hand over hers to stop her.

“Don’t,” he said. “Ginny, let me… let me see you.”

She knew exactly what he meant; he knew it instantly. “All right,” she said in a whisper.

(a strategic stopping point before the NC-17ness really begins. And trust me, it does…)

30 Days of NaNo, 30 Covers of Death Train: Day 11

COOKIE QUOTE OF THE DAY:

She went into the bathroom, robe in hand, and he heard the sounds of the tub filling up. He lay back on the bed, eyes closed, his mind weaving images on its own.

“I’m so tired,” she said, sitting on the sofa.

“I know,” he said. “So am I.”

They sat next to each other silently for a while.

“Where do you think I should…” She cast a quick glance at the bedroom door. “Sleep. You know.”
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