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It’s still my house!

For the first time ever, I have experienced selling a home. It’s a stressful time for anyone, constantly making sure your house is in perfect shape at any time of the day just so someone who might stop by while you’re at work sees the place in tip top condition.

But the disturbing side of this is the things people think you sign up for just because you’ve put your home on the market. Let me reiterate here that I said put your HOME on the market.  Not your life, your things or yourself.  If by writing my post I stop even one person from doing one of these invasive things, my duty will be done.

I implore you… if you are looking into buying a house, please either keep these things in mind or plain and simple, do NOT do these things.

  1.  You are in what is still MY home.   Yes, this may be your home in the future if we come to an agreement, but until such time, this is my house and you don’t have free reign to touch whatever you want.
  2. I understand that if you want to buy my home you want to look in closets for sizing and shelving and to see how I’ve arranged things. This does not however constitute a right to begin touching my clothes, moving my things around or removing them from said closets unless you choose to put them back where you found them.   My clothes and personal affects do not come with the house.   Just so you know, I plan to take those with me, we’re not even sure they fit you.
  3. If you wish to see my home, there is a phone number on a lovely sign out front. Otherwise, you would not have known my home was even for sale. There is no need to look in my windows while I try to enjoy my remaining time in the home. I live in a house, not a fishbowl. Unless you plan to drop me a pizza and watch me eat it from that window, I suggest you get off my property.
  4. My dressers also do not come with the house. I’m not sure why you would want to see my underwear, but they really don’t do anything to enhance the view of the room so how about you leave my panties to me.
  5. Yes, you did come in the day time to view my house and I’m sure you’d really like to know what the lighting is like in the evening. However, when I left my house my blinds and curtains were open and my sofa was not where it is now. I liked my sofa in that corner. If you buy the place, no one said you had to put yours in that exact place, but how about you use your imagination to decide what you want to do instead of touching my stuff? And if that doesn’t work for you, maybe you could put it back when you’re done?
  6. Oh, you didn’t like the blinds I put up there? That’s fantastic, I appreciate that you left them on the table for me to put back.  No problem. I do it every day.
  7. Hey, are you going to pay my hydro bill? I know the corner of that room was a little dark and you want to thoroughly inspect the place, but maybe you could turn the light out when you’re done?  It is broad daylight out and the cat really doesn’t need the extra light once you’re gone. I assure you she knows the house quite well and can navigate that room fine with the light coming in from the window that now doesn’t have any blinds on it.


I am a very private person and this has been very trying at the best of times. The last thing I feel anyone should do to someone selling their home is make them feel violated.  Let’s face it, not all homes are on the market completely at the will of the seller.  Sometimes people are forced into a sale and really don’t want to go through this.

You are in someone else’s home until the point in which you buy it and move in. How about you show some respect for their life, their belongings and their privacy until that house is officially yours.

#sellingahouse #nightmareonmystreet


Museful Monday

I’ve been over at Sandra Sookoo’s blog talking about the seasons that most inspire my writing. Have a read and enjoy your Monday!



Tomorrow is the big day. My latest novel, The Falleran, will officially be released on the Secret Cravings Website. I’m excited – well obviously – not just because I poured my heart into another story about to come to life for others to read, but because I REALLY enjoyed writing this one. I loved writing The Oathbreaker’s Son, but I super-duper enjoyed this science fiction tale of survival and forbidden love.

Here’s the link if you want to buy the book and below is my wonderful cover art and an excerpt.

Have a great day all!


Holding the binoculars to his eyes, Roman searched the north edge of the colony for movement. As she emerged from the side of a wooden house, her long black hair glistened in the starlight, her eyes sparkling with an apparent fear. “No doubt about it. That must be Nijaya.”

“Why would she be out alone protecting her colony? Shouldn’t she have her guards out?”

“They have nothing to fear here, Zane. No one has found them. I’m told she is a proud woman devoted to her people. I bet she’s going out to look for the route.”

“Alone? That’s crazy.”

Roman smirked under the binoculars. “I think it’s rather courageous. She is most definitely a determined woman.”

“Judging by the battle gear she’s wearing, I’d say she’s not one to mess with!”

Roman chuckled.

A few feet to their right, the leaves rustled. Roman ducked down, while Zane inched his body to the side of the tree. More crackling and snapped twigs followed. Roman’s heart pounded with the fear another schilos sniffed nearby, preparing to attack. He couldn’t possibly fend off one of the hideous beasts with his leg so badly injured. The antlers of a boisterous buck came through the trees just before his head appeared. Aware of their presence, the majestic animal continued carefully on his path, eyeing the possible threat the entire way.

As Roman relaxed, enjoying the sight of the gorgeous creature not often seen in his land, a swoosh came from deep in the valley. The animal dropped, an arrow embedded in his neck. Immediately the heat in the surrounding air made breathing difficult as the woman who had only a moment ago stood down in the valley now emerged right next to them. Her sudden appearance scared Zane enough he fell out of the tree, the sound of his body crashing to the ground diverting her attention to them. She crouched slightly, her hand firmly on the sword sheathed at her side.

With his hands held up in front of him, Roman stayed in place to keep from threatening her in any manner. “We mean you no harm.”

She ducked down, eyes peering through the foliage, apparently trying to get a better look at him. “Then come out here where I can address you face to face.” Her hand naturally remained on the sword.

Zane, on his knees crouched behind the tree, questioned him with his eyes. Roman motioned for him to follow. Carefully the two men came through the leaves of the magnolia tree. She watched them carefully, but once they were unhidden her eyes widened and she immediately bowed. She released the sword. “King Roman, I welcome you to our village.”

Her greeting shocked him. “You know who I am?”

“Rumors of your height—for a human—left me with no other deduction.” She held her position, gently bent at the waist.

He smiled. “As flattering as that may be, Nijaya, the bowing is not. Please do stand up. You are no less an important leader than I.”

Staring up at him, her head tilted. “You know me as well?”

“I do. Rumors of your beauty have also spread rapidly. Of course those tales also involve the brilliant black armor you wear so valiantly. Rarely do you find a mere villager roaming around a colony so early making sure all is well. I had no reason to doubt who you are.”

“You’ve been watching me?”

He put a hand back up to stave off any anger. “Only for a few moments. I believe I have something you may be looking for.”

There was a glint in her eyes. Roman sensed if she’d had pupils, they would have been mere slits about now. She had no reason to trust his kind. “What could you have that you feel we would need?” She turned to face the village. “As you can see, we do just fine on our own.”

“Yet you continue to steal supplies.”

As she spun back around, her hair whipped across the armor at her front, pattering like rain on a tin roof. Her back stiffened. “There are some things we cannot fashion for ourselves, but if the treaty—”

“The treaty is as foul as the characters who drafted it.” Roman took a step forward, his limp becoming obvious.

She looked down. “You’re hurt.”

“Never mind that now.”

Her gaze held fast to his knee. “We can discuss these other matters later. You need medical attention.” Darting off to her left, she disappeared into thin air.

Moving the tree limbs and brush around the area she had vanished, Zane hunted for Nijaya. “How do they do that?”

Dear Veteran/Soldier…

For my Museful Monday post on Sandra’s blog, I wrote a note to Veterans and soldiers alike for Remembrance Day. Please have a read:

Lest we forget.


Don’t you have to do what I say?

Join me over at author Sandra Sookoo’s blog for my Museful Monday post. Today, I wrote about how it feels when a character comes to life all on their own.

Happy Monday!


Beastly Birthday Blog Hop

I learned a great deal about how people view love and what they would look for in a person. I know I could love a beast. For instance, I’ve been watching Once Upon a Time from the start of the show and completely understand how Belle fell in love with Rumpelstilskin. True beauty comes from the heart.

Thanks to everyone who commented on my blog for the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop. I have been at a trade show since I first posted and haven’t been able to do the draw. I will do that tonight and announce my winner!

Have a great day!


UPDATE: Sebella Blue was selected as the winner of The Oathbreaker’s Son. Thanks for the comments everyone!

Welcome to the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop

In honour of the first birthday of Kerrianne Coombes’ novel Beauty and the Beast Demon Tales, I am participating in the Beastly Birthday Blog Hop. Kerrianne is giving away some great prizes, including a beautiful necklace. If you would like to visit the other participating author’s pages, visit Kerrianne’s blog.

On Monday, for one lucky commenter, I’ll be giving away a PDF copy of my novel The Oathbreaker’s Son.

Zoe found beauty in the ghostly being in her home despite having a hundred reasons to run for her life. Charles made her feel special, important. The only other man who had ever made her feel so loved was Mike. Conflicted between a man who could wrap warm arms around her and a dead man desperate to show her how special she really is, Zoe must get to the bottom of the real story behind the happenings in her house over a century ago. Only then will she unlock the truth about the woman and child in her mirrors and about herself.
The Oathbreaker's Son

Do you believe you could ever love a beast? Could you risk loving someone with extraordinary powers that could bring you to your knees?

Have fun!