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One of my good friends came to me the other day. Each year her place of employement puts on a silent auction to raise money for JDRF (Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation). She explained to me that the people at her work are voracious readers and asked if I wanted to donate an autographed book. Unfortunately, the only book I have to offer right now is a fantasy erotic romance, so I’m not sure how well that would fly in the work place. I did explain that I am a member of a vast community of writers and would put the request out there to my fellow authors. 

The auction is slated for September 16th. I’d like to have all donated books by September 12th (September 14th, at the latest). If you are interested in donating to a great cause, please mail your books to:

Cynthia Arends
5013 Wallingford Dr. NW
Comstock Park, MI 49321

If there are any other questions or concerns, please email me at arianna@ariannaskye.com or sidney@sidneyayers.com.

Thanks!
Sidney / Arianna

With the release day for Wings of Desire a week away, I’ve decided to have a Twitter contest. I’m a creative writer, but not so creative when it comes to hashtags. I’d like a fun and flirty hashtag  to fully make this release day extra special for my tweeting friends.

For all my non tweeting peeps, a hashtag looks like this #snappyhashtag — Basically in Twitter, you can click on this hashtag which gets indexed in the twitter search so you can easily find related tweets.

Here’s how to enter, simply send @arianna_skye a tweet, for now using the #ariannaskye hashtag with your hashtag suggestion. The contest is open until Midnight February 7th. The winner will be announced when I unveil the chosen hashtag.

Entries so far include:

#wings submitted by RKCharron

#wingsofDesire also by RKCharron

#FeyLay by rebyj

#flyintodesire by CariQuinn

I know there are more people out there who want some hot muscled faerie action. So keep those tweets coming.

PS: If you aren’t on Twitter and want a chance to win a book, I’ll be at the Eternal Press launch party on Sunday and Romance Roundtable on Sunday and Monday with more free book opportunities.

Cheers!

Arianna

Well… this will be the day that I tell all my dirty secrets… Oh… well it would be if there were any secrets to tell. Truth be told, I’m not that good at keeping secrets. Surprise parties? I’m usually more surprised than the guest of honor. I’ve designated Tuesday as my day to just blab and blog about whatever tickles my fancy. Today I’ve decided to tell you all about the strange Sunday I had.

So, Sunday started out as uneventful as it always does. Check email… check tweets… send email… receive email… find out Wings of Desire is a finalist in the Molly contest (Sorry, I’m a crazy shameless self-promoter)… do some laundry for my incapacitated mom… Take mom to my late Grandmother’s house to sort stuff and price things on eBay for her… fight with the wireless phone to get it to connect to my computer. Here’s some Murphy’s law for you: I got the connection to work *AFTER* my mom decided it was time to go. At least I’m ready for next week.

Then Mom and I decide we’re hungry, so we take a little jaunt to the local IHOP, where I run into a couple of my local romace writer buddies. I ran into another one earlier in the week at the grocery store. I’m sure they think I’m stalking them. LOL. Then again, these gals totally rock, so maybe I just am? I’m not a psycho stalker type. I promise.

After that, I decide I need some printer paper. I have a couple submissions I need to get out, and I don’t think the editor is going to want to see my manuscript on the back of my old manuscript. I had a friendly Walmart employee help me load the paper into my cart, and the poor guy hurt his back. I really feel badly for him, because I’m pretty sure his employer isn’t going to help him. So with paper, notebooks, pens and paper all paid for, I go home.

Did I forget to mention there’s also cat litter in the trunk from a previous trip to the store? So, ontop of a box of 10 reams of paper, I have 40 lbs of cat litter to bring in. How the heck am I going to do this? I wasn’t about to have my mom with her busted foot help me. So I remembered we had a dolly in the garage. What an awesome idea, I muse. With sure, confident strides I push the dolly to the car. Pop goes the trunk and i haul the paper out. This is where the fun begins. I go to set the box on the dolly and accidentally drop it. The dolly then bumps upward and conks me right on the head. OMG! It hurt so bad. I had a huge lump. But me and my determined self needed to get this stuff in the house, so I managed to lug it up the walkway and into the house. Then I remember I left my bag of pens and notebooks in the trunk.

I’ve decided that dollies and trunks don’t like me.

I popped the trunk again and leaned inside. The trunk, in return, slams down on my head… The same side of my head that the dolly christened earlier. Double ouch. But one thing that may have happened is that this simple conk on the head may have given me psychic powers. I kid you not. My mom decides she wants to catch the end of the Miss Universe pageant. Apparently she has a soft spot for women who want world peace. They were at a commercial, just getting ready to come back from the break and announce the winner. I decided to be a smarty pants and said, “Umm… Venezuela wins.” At this point, I didn’t even know that Venezuela was even left in the competition. But there she was, standing with the other finalists. Then they start announcing the runners up… 4th… 3rd…2nd… Venezuela’s still there. Yep. Venezuela won.

Great, I now have a psychic gift and it’s predicting beauty pageant winners. Go figure.

Anyhow, you all don’t need to worry about the head. I kept ice on it and the swelling went down. All that remains is a dull ache, and maybe a glimpse of next year’s Miss America winner.

Take care everyone!
Arianna

I usually post Wednesday Weirdness on Wednesday (Hence the name), but I didn’t think it would be appropriate. You see, 14 years ago today, I lost one of the most important men in my life–My grandfather. And since it’s been only three months since my grandmother’s passing, I think it only fitting. So if you were visiting here expecting to find a weird or bizarre picture to comment on, I apologize. I’ll return next week, same time same place, yadda yadda yadda.

Frederick Mathias Homrich and Katherine Mary Nickels were simple people, raised on the farm. My grandpa has regalled me with stories of milking cows and chasing chickens. I distinctly remember a story about a young boy (grandpa) going out and “helping” by chopping the head off the male rooster. OOPS!

Living during the depression, they learned the art of frugality. I remember when we would help grandma make cookies or cake, fully expecting to lick a spoon or bowl. My grandma was definitely a waste not want not kind of lady. By the time it came to lick the bowl, there was nothing left to lick. Trust me, I’m not complaining.  I’m proud of my grandparents. Their frugality helped them survive tough times, including a devistating tornado that destroyed their home back in 1965.

So I hope you can forgive me for the absence of Wednesday Weirdness. I just want to thank my grandpa and my grandma for all the wonderful things they did for their grandkids. I couldn’t imagine life as a kid without them.

Love you Grandpa and Grandma! You will alawys be remembered.

*Hugs*

Cindy

That’s all I can say to this… Read on my other insignificant e-published authors…

http://espan-rwa.com/rwa-president-pershing-responds/

Wow! I just saved myself $85 on a useless RWA membership!

So, on request of my mother (who knew the woman had a sick sense of humor), I posted Santa up on auction at eBay. To my utter suprise, poor Santa has no bids. I thought there would be at least one person on eBay with some perverse sense of humor, but apparently not. I did get message from one eBayer asking me if it really was a whatchamacallit. I politely said no, and there was no bid after that. I still shiver at the thought.

Feel free to check out the ad. I had tons of fun writing it.

Curiously Shaped Plastic Blow mold Santa light – RARE!

And, yes these are truly called Blow Mold. Blow molding is a process used to produce hollow objects from thermoplastic. Many of the plastic Christmas decorations back in the day were made using this process. Santa was made by the Empire Plastics Company, who manufactured Christmas decorations from 1967-1978. I’m thinking Santa is a product of the 60′s, myself.

So you get a chuckle as well as a piece of useless Christmas Decoration trivia. How awesome is that?

Take care!

Arianna (who is off to see if she can find an eBay widget)

Well, I’ve gone and done it. I’ve set up yet another blog. And I’m not done. Cynthia’s blog will be forthcoming. Anyhow, I have now made my new presence known. I’m here to stay. Muahahahahahaha!

Upcoming events:

Re-Introducing Wednesday Weirdness – 1/28 (That’s tomorrow! Doh!) 
Introducing “Fudge Filled Fridays” — 1/30  (This Friday.)
And my random rants and raves all through the rest of the week.

Thanks for stopping by. I’m still revamping everything, but wanted to get blogging ASAP.

Cheers!
Arianna