Myra Nour Romance Author

2008-12-06T13:27:00.000-08:00

Have you ever wondered what you'd do if you were to find a monster in the closet? Or just run across a monster? Many varieties come to mind - the very scary alien from Aliens, the boogeyman, a werewolf, the list is endless...

For some reason I thought about this one day. I mean, how many of us watch a horror movie and the classic scene comes up where the character is about to open a closet door, and we know there is something really creepy hiding inside. We, the audience, go "Don't open that door stupid!"

But they always do. And many times get killed or eaten. But, what would you do? I'm pretty sure I would open the door. Not that I've ever had the occasion to hunt for killers or monsters hiding in my house, but close enough to show me what I would probably do.

Let me see...one time I was awakened from a sound sleep by a loud noise. I lived by myself with two little kids. My heart was racing, but I got up and checked the house. Did I open closet doors? You betcha. I ran across the cause in the bathroom, where the rod had fallen into the tub.

Once, I came home from work and my daughter, Chris, was running out of the house, her eyes huge. She told me she heard a noise in the house. We lived in a Victorian mansion we'd bought and were remodeling. I'm talking 3 floors and a basement, with over 8,000 sq feet!! I didn't really think it was anything...maybe a rat chewing something. But I got Simon's 45 and went from room to room, looking.

Most of the rooms were large and not scary at all. No problem. Closets are always questionable. But the huge basement was dark, and always creepy. The last place I checked was the 3rd floor, which was big, and had two small, very dark rooms. They were too big to be closets and oddly shaped, so we always thought they were servant quarters back at the turn of the century. Now, those were a bit nerve-wracking to open and check out, but I did. Found nothing.

It wasn't to later Chris told me she had heard very loud footsteps coming down the long staircase. When she looked, there was no one. She was alone supposedly. Anyhoo, we put it down to a ghost who wanted to scare her. I have other stories about that house, and it did seem as though it was haunted.

My bravery? Stupidity? started when I was little. I used to have very vivid, scary dreams quite a bit. Starting when I was 2 or 3. Who knew the mind of a creative writer was in the making! My most typical dream was about skeletons. They were usually under my bed, waiting to stick a long, bony finger into my chest.

Did I cower beneath my covers and hope it went away. For a minute, but I couldn't stand not knowing. So I would take my tiny bit of courage, jump out of bed, and run turn the lights on. Then I'd look under the bed. No skeleton. I remember doing this when I was four. Seems I haven't changed much.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2008-11-02T14:26:00.000-08:00

Get ready to blast off with my exciting month long contest!! My brother, Eddie, has made quite a few updates and changes to my website. So, I wanted to share this with my readers, and get new readers to check my website out.

Just click on the cool logo Eddie created for the contest on my home page and see all the contests I'm running. I'm sure you'll find something to your tastes.:)

Updates - I am finally finishing tweaking the Pirates' Wench story. Hopefully I'll be done soon with it, and will be off to New Concepts Publishing. This will be the 3rd short story in the River of Dream series.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2007-06-29T08:43:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone,

Well, thought it was about time I blogged again.:) Finally got over my cold & bronchitis.

I thought of the subject that I've gotten asked a lot - Where do you get your ideas for stories?

I get inspirations or ideas from basically three areas. One is just a spontaneous thing - perhaps I see something and it gives me an inkling of an idea. It's similar to what Stephen King did for "The Shining". He knew about, stayed at, or drove by (can't remember which) the hotel used in his story. And it gave him the inspiration for creating this creepy tale.

The best example I can think of, was an unpublished short story I got inspired to write by noticing an old man in my community. This was in Arkansas, back some years ago (I'm dating myself), when people used to pick up glass bottles for refund. He wasn't a bum, but probably did it to add to his income. He was a very old man, and he'd seemed old to me all the times I'd seen him. Almost like he'd been an old man forever!

I decided that I wanted to write a story using him for inspiration and make it into something scary. I don't want to give the plot away because one day I may dust it off and try to get it published.:) But he was the soul collector for the devil. The punch was of course, this sweet looking elderly man being such an evil being, which the main character discovers at the end of the story.

Part 2 coming soon - Getting story ideas from dreams.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2007-02-18T16:30:00.000-08:00

Correction to blog on First Book, concerning K. Morgan. Sentence should have been:

I'll never forget that I sent a letter to Kathleen Morgan, who wrote the Cat books, like Hearts Surrender.

Myra

2007-02-18T11:35:00.000-08:00

I saw this question on Karenfindsoutaboutbooks. She has some interesting questions, and I want to address this one. It's fun to revisit old friends.

What was your first published book and when did it come out?

My first published book was Love's Captive, out as an ebook in 2000 with New Concepts Publishing. Then put into print in 2001. This book is what started it all for me. I hadn't really thought about being a writer in any concrete way. It was kinda of a far-a-way dream thought.

But, in 1978 I had this vivid dream about a strange, exotic planet, later to be named Volarn. It was as if a video played in my head, an amazing experience. I saw much of the action that happened, met some of the characters, and even "overheard" some of the conversations. Luckily, I jotted down the things I could remember, then started writing the story by hand, ending up eventually with about a third of it done. Before I had this dream, I had never written anything, other than a few poems.

I got busy going to college, working my way through, and looking after 2 small kids. So the story got stuck in a drawer, and collected dust for many, many years. I had told the story to my husband and kids, and occasionally they would say, "when are you going to write that story?"

While in college, I had started dabbling with writing short stories, and my family loved them. So they felt I had talent and tried to encourage me. I remember a pivotal point for me concerning writing novels. I had a new idea for a werewolf story that was really exciting (which I'm planning on finally working on this year), so I wrote a few chapters. I was really pleased with it. But we moved and it got lost.

I was so aggravated, I told my family I wasn't working on any more novels until I had a computer. I had written and then typed the chapters. Anyone who started like I did, knows how frustrating using a typewriter could be. I'm dating myself, but that was before typewriters had correcting ribbons, so making mistakes was a pain. And I had researched the publishing industry enough to know that you better not correct more than a few mistakes per page to pass muster. Which meant a lot of retyping.
In 1994 Simon bought a computer, then he and Chris started plugging me about writing that book. I kept making excuses - I'm too busy. Which I was, and I kept putting them off for several years. I finally realized I did not want to be 80 years old one day and look back with regret. At least I wanted to say I had tried to write the book, even if I didn't finish it, or get it published if I did complet it.

In 1996, we were stationed at Fort Bragg, NC, and I was working as a college counselor. Sometimes my job was stressful and busy, and sometimes it was smooth. We bought a house, so we were busy doing things around it too, planting flowers and such. So I was really busy. But I made a decision to really try and write "that book". I knew that I would not get it accomplished it if I didn't prioritize, organize, schedule, and make a goal.

Simon and I talked about it first. He volunteered to take over more household duties, such as always doing the dishes so I could have time to write. I still cooked because he doesn't know how, but it really helped free up my time in the evening. I made a schedule that I would try to write a certain amount of time in the evening, with a goal of 2 pages per night.

I soon found I had to redo my schedule and came up with something that worked very well. I made it a goal that I would complete a chapter by the end of the week, which my typed pages were from 20-25 pages per chapter. This worked great, because on nights I couldn't write or did little, I had other days in which the muse struck and I wrote more. I always met my goal of finishing a chapter a week, except for times when I was very sick, just too darn tired from work, or a surgery time that interfered. Other than that, I stuck to my goal.

I found that most nights I could write with no problem. But as many authors experience, I had nights when the muse was dead and I sat looking at the computer. I discovered though, that if I just started writing, my muse would kick in. What I had written might not be that great, but the point was to start the juices flowing, and I could go back and change or delete.

Writing Love's Captive was quite the experience. I had never taken a writing course, other than Journalism in college. Had not read any books on writing, nor joined any groups. After I got most of it written, I started buying books on writing to see if I was doing things right. I discovered that I was doing most things right, though of course you can always improve. How I knew to find my voice, get the tempo correct with scenes and dialogue, make characters real, etc.- I don't know how I knew these things, other than maybe a natural talent.

That's not meant in a bragging way. My brother is a fantastic artist and started drawing really good, good pictures from a little kid, almost from when he could hold a pencil. Mom always told me he drew an amazing spaceship when he was 5. I wished they had kept the picture. Point being, I do think most artists and authors are naturally talented.

If I could redo things, I would have studied books first, perhaps taken a creative writing course, and joined a writer's group. I would have still gotten Love's Captive written, but it would have been a far less difficult journey. I learned how to write a novel the hard way. But I guess that has its points too.

Anyway, it took me about a year to write, with I figure about 8 months of actual writing, counting other weeks as nonwriting times. I started researching how to get published, sending off to publishers and agents. I'll never forget that I sent a letter to Katherine Morgan, who wrote . She sent me a very nice letter back, seems like a really sweet person. Anyhoo, I had asked if she minded telling me who her agent was, and she did.

I wrote this agent about my book, and her response was - write something else, that Futuristic Romances were dead. Well, I listened to my heart, which wanted to really finish this story. By the time Love's Captive was published, Futuristics were on the upswing again.

For any aspiring authors, you can see that quite a bit of time went by before I was published. I wrote the book in 1996, and it took most of 1997 to get it edited. I think it was one of the smartest things I've ever done, to find someone to help me with the book. A friend told me about a friend of hers, who was an editor at the local newspaper, who might be interested in helping me.

Her name was Mary Ann. She was dynamic and smart, and I was impressed with her. She was excited about editing her first novel. Since we lived close, I would give her 3 chapters at a time, then we'd meet for lunch, and she would give me the chapters, and I'd give her new ones. She warned me that the pages would be covered with red marks, and she was right!

Mary Ann was amazing. At first we didn't click, and I remember we almost argued about one section of the book, because she didn't understand where I was going with the story. After that though, editing ran very smoothly, and we were on the same wavelength. The book took so long to edit because poor Mary Ann developed Lupus and was sick for weeks at a time. I did not feel like starting with someone else, and she had done such a good job for me so far too. I know that Love's Captive would not be the book it is today, if not for Mary Ann's excellent editing. We are still friends today.

After that, it took me several years to find NCP, who seemed to really like the story. Love's Captive has been my bestseller at New Concepts Publishing. It also was nominated for Love Romances Golden Rose 2002 Reader Choice Awards for Best Sci Fi/Fantasy.

My writing got on a roll after that, and I have 9 books and 2 short stories published. Course I'm now with Ellora's Cave too. I'm not a fast or prolific writer, wish I was, but I am proud of the ones I have produced. Everyone has to find their own way with writing and do it the way that works best for them.

Love's Captive will always be a special book to me. Naturally, because it's my first, but also because Serena and Rhamus's story is so unique. I receive fan letters, and have a large folder filled with them. But the book I have received the most fan letters about - is Love's Captive.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2007-01-14T12:38:00.000-08:00

Review for FINDERS KEEPERS

I just got through reading Finders Keepers by Linnea Sinclair. Enjoyed it very much.

Trilby ran goods through the star routes, sometimes smuggled them too. She had a delapiated ship, and an old robot who talked too much, but she liked it that way. Independence. But then her world changed drastically when she set down on a desolate planet for repairs.

The man she dragged on board was tall and hunky. When he awoke, he also turned out to be very bossy, basically acting like he had a ram-rod up his butt. At first, Trilby questioned her judgement in rescuing him from the wrecked ship where she had found him. Maybe she should have left him as dinner for the vampire snakes?

But, while trying to keep her ship running, they began to become friends, and lovers.
Then the Imperial fleet interfered. They were involved in diplomatic drama, with spy activity and the scary Sko seemed set to overtake Imperial space. And somehow Trilby was right in the middle of the intrigue. Someone wanted her navigational charts and were willing to kill to obtain them.

To top it off, she found out Rhis was not who he said he was. She was pissed! She felt used. How could one of the highest ranking officers in the fleet be involved with a lowly trader captain? How could she have fallen in love again, after being recently betrayed?

Tivahr, known as Tivahr The Terrible was used to being treated with fear and respect. Then he ran across a bold, beautiful, sassy trader captain. Her ragged ship raised his eyebrows, and her ancient robot got on his nerves, but he was enchanted with Trilby. His guard slipped, and surprisingly, he found himself feeling emotions he wouldn't have thought himself capable of.
He hated using Trilby to help catch the traitor in their midst. As time passed, he found that he desired her arms about him as much, or perhaps more, than his Captaining the Fleet. But would she want him once she found out who he really was...or what he was?

If you like s/f romances, I highly recommend this book. My only problem was the many names of characters and the different factions involved. Maybe it's just me, but I kept having to flip around to remember who was who.

I met Linnea at RT last year, and she is a lovely lady, with a broad smile and sparkle in her eyes, which tell me she loves life!

Myrahttp://www.myranour.com/

2007-01-11T07:50:00.001-08:00

Interesting Capricorn Horoscope

I ran across an interesting Capricorn Horoscope for this week:

"This seems to be your lucky week for singles. Don't turn down any invitations that come your way. You may finally meet your soul mate."

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2007-01-10T06:38:00.000-08:00

Night at the Museum

Saw it last week. A cute movie, and definitely one I'd recommend for family & kids. Course, me, Simon and my brother are all way past childhood, but we still enjoyed it!!

I don't want to give any spoilers. But if you love the idea of things at a museum coming to life, like I did, you'll get off on watching this movie. We loved the T-rex acting like a dog. Cute.

THe 3 older guards who were retiring were a surprise element. Dick Van Dyke, Mickey Rooney (man he's getting old, thought he had truly reited:), and Bill Cobbs.

The explanation for why the statues, etc., in the museum came alive, was adequate to me as a movie goer. The "rescue" scene of the tablet was very cool. Ben Stiller going from "I have to work here" attitude to loving it, was nice.

Hey, I would have loved working this job myself, even if the things didn't come alive. But that would have been too awesome. Being able to talk to Roosevelt, who Robin Williams played with his usual charm, and other historical figures would be too much.

Course, having the T-rex, a mammoth, and various safari creatures running amuck, would be tough. But if Ben had listened in the first place, he would have known how to handle them. He learned the hard way, but then was proud of himself for getting the characters in control, and also teaching them to get along with one another.

Sometimes we feel like we wasted our money going to a movie, few of them "wow" us like Jurassic Park, Nemo, Shrek, or Terminator II. This was one of those that we felt we did not blow our money, but was not a wow factor.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2007-01-06T08:57:00.000-08:00

Blurb for Some Like it Hot:

For Tony and Jennifer, life is good — well, almost all of it. They've been married three years and love each other deeply. But their sex life suffers when Tony receives a promotion and Jennifer starts her own design business. Once their lovemaking had been wild and steamy, now it's often quick and boring. They're stuck in a rut and don't know how to get out.When Jennifer shares her concerns with her best friend, she is intrigued by Liz's suggestion of an erotic, highly sexual challenge — use increasingly exhibitionistic games to infuse their relationship with the steamy desire and spark that's missing.In order to put the searing heat back into their marriage, Jennifer and Tony must overcome their trepidation to go along with the challenge, but neither knows what is in store for them. An encounter in a public hot tub seems risky enough, but then other, bolder challenges follow.But the rewards for such risky behavior are hot. In a sexual and emotional journey, they rediscover not only the missing spark, but the reasons why they love each other.

Excerpt: Note - I marked out one word because I don't know if anyone under 18 can read these blogs.

Dinner at Elizabeth and Robert’s house was delicious as usual. Shrimp cocktails, then filet mignon as the main entrée, followed by a chocolate mousse to die for. Of course the cook prepared the meal, but Jennifer wasn’t complaining. They had retired to the comfortable family room for coffee when Liz brought the subject up, and bluntly at that.

“So. Jen says you two need to spice up your sex life.”

Tony had just taken a sip of coffee and gulped it down at her remark. “Argh.” He opened his mouth and fanned it with his hand.

Liz giggled. “Sorry.”

The sharp look from Tony’s eyes said Liz wouldn’t be forgiven that easily. He turned those penetrating brown eyes on her. “What have you been telling Elizabeth?”

Tony and Rob always called their friends by their proper names, while she and Liz used the shorter versions as nicknames. Although a US citizen now, Rob was English by birth. She loved his accent, and his formal way of conversing only added to his charm. Sometimes she wished Tony would loosen up a bit though.

“Yes, Jennifer, do tell.” Robert’s tone was teasing.

She turned to Rob, sure Liz had filled him in on all the gory details. Setting her cup down firmly, she caught her husband’s eyes. “All I said was the truth—that we’ve gotten into a rut due to our jobs.”

“Oh, that’s all.” Tony folded his arms and leaned into the couch. “Just some stimulating dinner conversation.”

“Come on, old man,” Rob interrupted, coming to her defense. “It’s a common problem for married couples and it just slipped out during girl talk.”

Tony gave them each a hard look and then shrugged. “Okay, as long as the subject is dropped.”
“Well, as a matter of fact, Rob and I were discussing different ways to overcome this problem.”
Tony’s lips flat-lined and he stared straight ahead. He was not a happy camper. Her husband was a very private person.

Jennifer’s eyes flitted around the room—anywhere but at Tony’s stiff body. It was a comfortable space, furnished in what she called safari-style, with a leather couch and chairs you could sink into. Fake animal furs draped over the furniture, adding to the coziness of the room.

Liz’s next words drew her back to the conversation. “We thought what you two need is a challenge, something to get the steam back.”

“Oh, black leather and whips,” Tony replied in a slow drawl.

Jennifer winced at his phrase, but Liz only chuckled and Rob laughed.

“Those certainly couldn’t hurt…but no, we had something a little less intense in mind.” Liz smiled wickedly.

“What?” Jennifer asked, too curious for one of Liz’s dramatic pauses.

Her friend picked up her cup and took a minute sip before answering, slipping in her pause anyway. “One simple way to infuse excitement into a relationship is to play exhibitionist games.”
Tony snorted. “You mean Robert is going to drag me to a strip club.” His tone was sarcastic. “Not interested.” At Rob’s and Liz’s merry expressions, he added, “Or even better, set Jennifer up to dance for me.”

Rob burst out laughing again and Liz covered her giggles with her hand.

“Not a bad idea.” Liz coughed into her hand. “But what we had in mind were games that any normal couple can play, just depends on how far you want to go.”

“Such as?” Tony’s voice was totally bored, although his posture expressed interest by him leaning forward.

“We’re not going to give the whole plan away, but the first challenge would be for you to play around in a public Jacuzzi.”

“How much is playing around?” Jen asked nervously. An image of her and Tony kissing and stroking each other in a hot tub while people stood around them, popped into her head. Unbelievingly, her blood heated and her cheeks flushed.

“Kissing, caressing.” One of Liz’s pauses followed. “But to win the challenge… How do I put this delicately?”

“There has to be a home run,” Rob interrupted.

Tony laughed, but it was not a merry sound. “I can just see us banging away in front of our neighbors.”

Liz jabbed her husband with her elbow. “It doesn’t have to be a full session, just as long as Tony’s " xx" slips inside you.”

She stared at Jennifer.

“Perhaps we should add oral sex as an option,” Rob said.

Nodding, then licking her lips in an exaggerated fashion, Liz purred, “Agreed, we’ll add eating as a second way to fulfill the challenge.”

Tony frowned at her friend. He considered body talk in front of others in bad taste. She smiled. Liz was just tired of mincing around the subject.

“That sounds like it is beyond a little game playing,” she commented.

Liz shrugged. “You can pick the time and place. Shoot, you can go in when everyone is asleep, but it’s that element of danger we’re after. You could be seen.”

“And then what?” Tony asked.

“Each weekend we’ll give you an assignment. The chance of exposure will get a little more risky with each one.” She glanced at her husband. “We thought maybe seven times should do the trick.”

“It will be up to you whether you play the game once or twice during the weekend.” Rob grinned. “You’ll be too busy to get involved in this during the work week.”

“But no sex except during the game time.” Liz gave them both a serious look.

Jennifer turned to Tony, who raised an eyebrow at her. “I was starting to think this sounded fun, but no sex for six weeks!” Her voice rose and she gripped her hands together.

“You can have sex during your games…depends on how far you’re willing to push the envelope.”
“And the challenge could be as short as four weeks if you choose to participate Saturday and Sunday,” Rob added.

“The whole thing sounds ridiculous.” Tony frowned.

“Just think,” Liz paused, “not having sex except during the game will make you want each other even more.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Tony ran his hand through his hair. “It’s the challenge that’s ridiculous.”

Jennifer’s insides went mushy at the thought of playing sexual games. Suddenly, all doubts fled her mind. She wanted this.

“Is it ridiculous for us to work at putting the heat back into our sex life?” Jennifer’s tone came out more challenging than she intended.

Her husband turned toward her. “You want to do this?”

“Yes.”

The clock on the mantel was the only sound that pierced the silence for long seconds.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2007-01-05T09:53:00.000-08:00

I have a new look a my Myspace. My brother, Eddie, kindly did them for me, and gave me a new look. I invite you to come by.

http://home.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user&Mytoken=D5E13372-5064-4ADC-B44B7B3BF59F57D217694855.

I also have many topics I discuss on my blog. Some of my most recent ones are:

Some Like it Hot excerpt
My New Book is out
Review of The Cell by Stephen King
The Male Mind

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-12-02T09:35:00.000-08:00

Gone for few days/dad died Current mood: contemplative

I'll be leaving early Sunday morning to drive to Texas for my dad's funeral. See previous post for details. If anyone wants to talk to me, I'll be back probably by Weds.

We are almost settled in our new home. Most of the boxes are unpacked, we started putting up pictures, and even got the Christmas tree put up last night. Ornaments will have to wait to I return. Still curtains to hang too.

I had hoped to get back on track with my writing this Monday and get back on the lists some. But you can never tell what curve ball life will throw you.

I'll just have to play it by ear when I return, but I do hope to get back on my feet after the holidays for sure. I haven't even bought my first present yet!!

Simon and I are going to our first party tonight, one thrown by the neighborhood for someone moving. They seem to be a great bunch, there are 14 (?) houses in the cul de sac and everyone is freindly. We've met quite a few neighbors already and would like to get acquainted with everyone.

So in spite of the fact that things are sad right now and I'm getting up really early tomorrow, I want to go tonight. I miss the old days when you knew your neighbors. Since we move so often we're lucky if we know one neighbor.

I don't want to be a party pooper or have a sad face, so I'm hoping to put on my best spirits face and have a pleasant time socializing. I do not wish to tell everyone my dad just died, because all the kind words which I'd expect to follow, will get me crying again. Keep your fingers crossed!
See ya when I return.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2006-10-10T07:16:00.000-07:00

Well, after this morning I knew I had to blog about this. My daughter calls me, and we're still in bed. YES, we were lazy and slept in late.

"Mom, I've got a problem." I get a sinking feeling in my stomach - two bad choices float to my mind immediately - either a problem with her job or her X. Either is not good.

"I died my hair purple."

What?? Purple. Jeez. Instand relief, followed by "oh boy" reaction and a bit of held in laughter.

Chris had died her hair red several days ago. OK. I saw nothing wrong with it, but she wasn't happy. There were a few streaks of red-gold chunks in it. Last night her and a friend decided to redye it. Chose another dark red color. She said it came out purple.

I told her to cover her hair and come to the house. I tried my hairdresser but they were closed. It was a holiday, bad timing. Simon told me to try the lady who cuts his hair. She was there and willing to take a look, see what needs to be done.
When Chris arrives, I don't see purple, maybe a magneta red. But I take her to the hairdresser. Under the lights in the shop we see that there is a metallic red color on top, plus really dark color underneath, and a mixtured of brown throughout. Really a mess, but just not that obvious unless you look close.:)

Hairdresser decided the best course was to lift the color with higlight then blend in some of the bleach to try and take out some of the red. Then put on a copper red which is what Chris wanted. When she got done it looked great, though I havent' seen it dry yet. They also did a deep conditioner.

Course, when I asked how much Chris could help with the bill, she says she's broke. Typical. I told her she is damned lucky to have such nice parents. $85 to fix purple...magneta screwed up home dye. Sigh.

I did tell her if she messes her hair up again she's on her own. She better not come up with green hair!:) Evil grin.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-10-06T13:09:00.000-07:00

Building a House

Well, I said I was going to tell y'll about building a house, so here it is. Be sure it is something you are ready for...cost wise, it's may be more than you expected. Also, it is a lot of work and headaches at times.

First, we drove around and looked at houses we liked - inside for those being built and any already done that we liked. Then we started checking out where we wanted to build. We wanted in a nice subdivision - best choice for us if we have to sell. We don't have kids, but we choose the best school district, which luckily is the area we like best anyway.

We broke it down to 4 subdivisions but finally settled on one. It has a golf course, stables, pool, racketball & tennis courts. It is in the top 100 best places to retire to - probably for the golf. Funny that neither of us plays, or is interested in learning golf! But it's a very nice, upscale place. It has 11 subdivisions within the whole complex.

We choose one that is within the price range we wanted to build. Each division has a range of house prices you must build within. It's quiet, & the houses are nice.

We saw a house that we liked and bid on it, but got outbid. It was almost complete, so we decided to build our own and started looking fo a builder. We found several, but two of the top ones have different cul-de-sacs they are building all the houses on. We liked the lot better where we decided to build -it is a large corner lot and faces the 15 hole of golf course and a small pond.
We bought the house plan for the house we bid on, and made some changes.

We loved the turret in the front, which is sitting area for master bedroom. We added another turret in back off the breakfast area. And we opened up the area between kitchen & living room and put a wrap bar.

Then we started meeting with the builder. This was time consuming because we always had to make sure our real estate agent was there, the builder, the real estate agent that the builder deals with, and me and Simon. Lots of discussions about what we want.

OK, that's it for now. Continue this later. The photos I posted didn't come through here, so if you want to see them go to myspace blog - www.myspace.com/myranour.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-09-29T16:55:00.000-07:00

Moment of truth in love - between characters

I love writing the "moment of truth" - when the characters realize they love that person. Again, they question and come to understand that it is love and why they do love that person. I always put this important element in my love stories. People need to make sense of what they are feeling, just as the reader needs to understand as they read that the hero and heroine do love each other.

It drives me crazy if I read a story where the characters fight through much of the book, then at the end they are "in love". Sorry, I don't buy it. People need reasons to fall in love - common interests, sharing in a problem, etc. At the very least a strong chemistry that sparks between them. I just don't see fighting as the appropriate chemistry that will draw a couple together.

I'm not saying there can't be arguing, couples need to clear the air. Heck, Serena, my heroine in Love's Captive tries to punch out King Rhamus. But though they had many misunderstandings (he was planet Volarn and she was an Earth girl), they worked through them.

I would call the constantly fighting couple "in lust" not in love. Just my opinion, and I know I've sidetracked to another discussion area, but one I think is interesting. As a counselor, I've told many young women who came to me asking how to find the right partner - be sure you like that person. If you just fall "in lust", you may wake up 6 months down the road and find out you don't even like the person you're laying next to!!

PS: Simon (my hubby) was my friend before we started dating. Now, 25 years later, we still have plenty of sparks in the bedroom and he is my best friend.:)

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-09-14T09:14:00.000-07:00

One of the lists I belong to posed an interesting question, that I answered below, and thought I would share with you.

How has being a writer changed or affected your life or you?

Definitely changed my life. Mainly changing my career path. I used to be a college counselor, which I loved. I wrote my first novel, Love's Captive, at night. Once I finished it, I looked back & realized how exhausting a process it was. My husband was really proud of my effort and loved the book. He believes in me. He is the one who suggested I try to be a full-time author, so we planned out the next year, getting our finances in order so I could stop working full-time.

Actually, I continued to work part-time at different jobs, because it drove me crazy to stay at home all the time!! But it definitely gave me more time to write. Since I first got published in 2000, I have had 8 books and 2 short stories published. That is not a lot compared to some authors, but I KNOW that if I was still working full-time, there is no way I would have accomplished that much.

It also changed the way people look at me and respond to me. Being a counselor was very respectable, but people get very excited when they find out you are a published author. Simon is very proud to tell co-workers that his wife is an author.

My new dentist was working in my mouth last week and asking me questions about my writing. Kinda funny.:) My builder asks what I'm working on, as did the company we're renting a house from when I called to report a leaky faucet. I think the public is fascinated, in general, by the fact that you are an author. People that I have contact with think its cool. I know if I was not an author, I would think it was cool to personally know a published author.

There is a very strong sense of respect and interest from most people. It is a very nice feeling. I definitely feel that people put me on a different level than when I was "simply a counselor". I guess some of it has to do with - there are lots of folks who are counselors, but you don't always run across authors that you know personally.

Several years ago, we had dinner with two doctors and their spouses. We didn't know them, Simon was talking to them about recruitment. Anyway, the female doctor sitting next to me got really excited when Simon told her I was published. She asked me a lot of questions, and told me how smart I was. I was really taken aback a bit, because man, she had to be super smart to be an internist!!

I pointed out that I did not have the ability to write research papers like she did. She came back with, that only took research and logic, whereas my kind of writing took creativity. I accepted her sweet accolades. It was just surprising someone coming from a reality based, scientific background would be so "taken" with a creative person.

I have found since that others of the same background do not feel that way, which was what I had expected in the first place. But it was a refreshing experience and something I will never forget.

I attended my first RT this May. That was a eye-opening experience. As a writer, you do your work alone. Of course you have publishers and editors, fans and proofers. But you are by yourself when you write and come up with your ideas. I get fan letters, I have a file full of them. They are the best pick-me-ups in the world.

But when you actually meet fans for the first time face-to-face in an environment like RT, it is mind-blowing. They get excited when they find out who you are - if they have read your books. I got quite a few "I love your books", excited handshakes and faces.

Being an author has cut down my income quite a bit, because unlike the public seems to think, we don't make a lot of money unless - you are a prolific author, bestseller, been in the biz a long time and built up a good fan base, with a NY company and one of the authors that has good sell through and more than one edition of a book.

But, it can't be beat as far as "feel good" for my ego.:) Nor for setting my own schedule. And Simon and I keep hoping that one day I hit it big! I know that I'll never make the bucks by producing enough volume. Shrug, if neither happens, it is still a great career. It all comes down to, what are your expectations and can you live with less than, if it doesn't happen.
Definitely don't quit your day job unless you can afford it, or until you hit it big enough you can do so.:)

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-08-24T08:59:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, my Mr. Fix it had to come home and take over my project. I had orderd 4 antique cornices. They are gorgeous with roses and leaves carved on them, but very delicate - in other words, in a few places some of the pieces had fallen off during shipment. I had decided to let him glue them back in place (he has a steadier hand), but not only did he do that, he started "instructing" me that I shouldn't move them around to keep further pieces from falling off. Jeez!

I was afraid Simon might not like them because of their delicate condition, but he loves them! Said they remind him of old carousels, because of the intricate carvings. He is excited and bumfuzzled - how do we hang them? The parts in back are strange looking and won't fit with modern hanging methods. So he is looking forward to coming up with a method, but at this point not sure what to do. Glad I could make us both so happy!!

I had to share a snippet from a great review from Talia at Joyfully Reviewed for my short story, To Tame a Werewolf. Myra Nour.

To Tame A Werewolf is a stunningly good read. Full of sexual tension and alpha-ness it made me break a sweat. Next time I come across a werewolf, I want one as conscientious as Connor. He was afraid of hurting Angela, but was able contain his wolf in order to love her. Angela made me proud. While most women would run screaming from a big hairy dude in their bed, she embraced Connor and all that he was. Having read most of Ms. Nours books and enjoyed them, To Tame A Wolf was no exception; I just liked it pure and simple. Myra Nour has penned a great story in To Tame A Wolf.

Myra
www.myranour.com

2006-07-27T07:51:00.000-07:00

I saw a discussion last week on one of my lists. The question was - did you read as a child & did anyone influence your reading choice. I thought the whole subject would make an interesting blog, but expanded it to how my choices influenced my writing later.

None of my family read. Well, not extensively. Dad read westerns, and mom mysteries, but I don't remember seeing them read much to I was grown. Maybe they were too busy!

I had problems learning to read & everything else in class in first grade. We moved from Georgia to England, so went from very bad schooling to excellent. I was "lost" in England. I remember crying a lot and feeling stupid.

It took to the 4th grade to catch up. I went during the summer after
3rd grade & studied my little heart out on multiplication tables.
When I went back, I was in the top of my 4th grade. I've always done
well since then. Graduated with honors from college.

I guess I went into this history rant for parents out there who may
have kids who are struggling. I wanted to learn and my motivation
paid off.

I remember my parents gave me kids versions of bible stories. I read
& reread those. Fascinating. We had a huge book full of fairy tales,
and I read those so much it fell apart eventually. Very sad.

When I was grown, my mom handed me a book she'd bought at a garage
sale. It was the same fairy tale book!! I was so pleased I almost
cried. Mom & I didn't get along that well, but that was the most
thoughtful gift anyone ever gave me. Unfortunately, some years later
it ended up at my sister's house and nothing stays there. Long gone.
My mom died last year, and I really wished I had that book.

I loved going to the library as a kid. I read all kinds of things. I loved a story called "Rikki Tikki Tavi". It was about a mongoose. I don't remember anything in it, but I do recall how much I loved reading it & rereading it.

But when I got to teen years, I started reading s/f. Loved it! The very first story I read was "Have Space Suit will Travel". It was a fun read. I loved Andre Northon's fantasy tales of magic and animals. Make a note to self to reread some!

Then I got into Edgar Rice Burroughs and Robert E. Howard. For anyone who hasn't read Burroughs and thinks he only wrote Tarzan stories - not true! My favorite was The Cave Girl. It was about a weak, sickly young man who got washed up on a "lost island". Everything was primitive, including cave people & monsters. He fell in love with a lovely cave girl, and along the way became a strong hero.

I also got into Conan the Barbarian by Howard. Brawny heroes, sword fighting, dark magic, & fantastical settings. I love combining these elements and you see it in my stories. I was so excited when the finally made Conan into a movie. Love it!

Then I found romance. My first one was Jane Eyre. Wow. Romance with a dark, mysterious setting. Soon after I found Victoria Holt's gothics. Great reads!

When I grew up, some of my favorite romance autors were Johanna Lindsey, Kathleen Woodiwiss, & Jude Deveraux. Later I added Kathleen Morgan (cat books), Dara Joy, Tanith Lee (S/F), & for horror Dean Koontz & my favorite of all authors is Stephen King. I have others, but those are ones that stand out in my mind.

The first futuristic romance I read was Warrior Woman by Lindsey. Finally there was romance with S/F elements!! I had dreamed my first novel, Love's Captive, in 1978. But I knew that even if I wrote it, novels were either s/f or romance. There was no futuristic or s/f romance genre back then.

So I was very excited to see there was a genre that my story could fit into. It was only a few years later that I wrote Love's Captive.

Now I write romances with s/f or paranormal elements. What could be better!!

Myra Nour

www.myranour.com

2006-07-24T11:12:00.000-07:00

The Beach. We went to Isle of the Palms, SC, this weekend. Took our chances because thunderstorms were predicted for pretty much our whole area. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday - it was great! The weather was beautiful and not too hot, there was a nice breeze, and it didn't rain!

It was raining when we drove into Columbia & Chris said it rained all weekend here. Talk about lucky.:)

If you like a quiet, clean beach, Isle of the Palms is great. Family oriented, no boardwalk, and nice sand. There are only a few restaurants and beach stores. It's wonderful when what you want is peace & quiet.

If you like entertainment, Myrtle Beach is fantastic. Lots of restaurants and shows. Last year we went to Medieval Times and watched the knights fight. It was great fun, and the food was very good - and they gave us way too much of it too!

We also like Virginia Beach a lot. It does have a boardwalk, which is nice for walking and biking. They often have arts & craft shows along the board. Usually there is a band playing along the strand. Lots of restaurants and many beach stores. One street over from the beach, you can walk a long way window shopping or finding a good place to eat.

One of the reasons we love this part of the east coast so much is, you can drive
2- 2 1/2 hours and reach beaches or mountains.

Myra

2006-07-05T14:00:00.000-07:00

We had a nice 4th yesterday so I decided to blog about it.

My daughter, Chris, has a new boyfriend, Blake (love that name), so he was invited. He is a quiet, all-American looking guy, and Chris says he treats her real nice. He has a 4 year old son, Aadon, and he was a cutie. Very much a boy, but dad made him behave.

Simon barbaqued hamburgers & hot dogs. Typically his OC self, he worried that they had to be perfect! They were good. I put that Onion mix in the burgers which gives them a nice flavor. I bought a patty shaper and they work good.

I got some BBQ beans from Sticky Fingers, which we love. If you've never tried them, you gotta. Chris also wanted Green Bean salad so I made some. Seemed a wierd choice to go with burgers & dogs, but she had a craving for it.

It was really hot out, so I spent my time inside. When the food was done, there were too many flies so we ate in the house. We love having a deck, but those are the occasions when a screen room would be nice!!

When it cooled off in the evening, and there was a nice breeze, and we pulled out the paddleboat. There's a lake out back. Chris, Blake & Aadon went for a long ride, then Simon and me took a turn. It was very pleasant. There were more boats on the lake then we've ever seen, lots of visiting relatives.

We can sit on the deck & see some fireworks without having to drive anywhere. There are a few parks around. This year, one of our neighbors spent a lot on fireworks, because they had a spectacular show - better than the parks. They also had lots of people in their backyard, so many relatives I suspect. The last two years it also was rainy during the 4th, so yesterday was much better fireworks.

We came in later and had some of my homemade peach cobbler and watched some TV.
It was a relaxing, nice July 4th. I'm sure lots of people had more exciting days. Our family never get together, my relatives have always been so scattered in different states. So it was nice since Chris is living with us, to have a more "family feel" to the day.

End note: Simon gripped the day before about all the work it takes to do a BBQ. But Chris helped him sweep the deck & wipe the table - must dos when your an OC person. Everything has to be clean & neat!! So, he only had to clean the grill. I still saw him outside cleaning things, not sure what he found to do - but I saw he had clipped some bushes. Definitely having some "Monk" moments.

I told him it wouldn't hurt him to BBQ, I cook all year! He is not the typical male who enjoys barbaqueing. Sigh. I told him I'd like to do it at least several times during the nice weather, it's fun and gives me a break.

I hope everyone else had a good 4th.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-06-25T08:23:00.000-07:00

EC party/Part 3 RT. Jeez, it felt like I was never going to get back to this RT blog. I picked up a nasty cold last week and had a reaction to my asthma medicine.Simon and I dressed up as male and female genies for the party. I described our outfits in RT/Part II. When we got there, I saw Michelle Pillow and Mandy Roth. We decided to sit with them and hubbies, since they were the only authors I knew at this point. Plus, they are nice gals. Both husbands were dressed in suits and looked nice.

Funny, because they informed me later they had to twist their husbands arms to get them to wear suits!!EC had the authors line up first to make sure we knew were we were to be situated. Shades of kindergarden.:) I started meeting other authors in line. Cait Miller was dressed in a nice scottish outfit. Patrice Michelle came down the line and introduced herself. Said it might be the only opportunity she had to meet everyone. I thought it was a great idea, and one I'll try next RT. I was feeling a bit awkward. So many new people, my shyness factor rioted its head.

Met a lot of authors, but I don't really want to start naming, I might forget someone. They had each of us go across the stage as we were introduced and escorted by a gorgeous male model. All the models were dressed alike, in tux pants with straps and a hat. No shirt. Cute!! On either side of the stage they had huge screens set up, and as each author walked across, they showed our books. Really nice way to let readers and the public know who we are.

Then we ate dinner. Now I can't remember what we had, but I'm sure it was good. EC had nice decorations, and on the table were chocolate stilettos - yum, with candy mouths strewn around. Of course after that, the dancing started. The music was a nice mix - some popular tunes, hip hop, and even some oldies.

That's when I saw Flash. Oh boy! She was dressed...not sure, but I think it was a sexy bunny. It was sexy though. She's one of the few gals who could have pulled off that costume with her cute figure.

EC's was a Fantasy party, so you were to come as your favorite fantasy. The readers wore a wide variety of costumes, while some EC authors wore various costumes, and some decided to "dress up" - going for the little black dress look. Everyone looked nice.

We had met Maggie earlier, and saw her at the dance. She wore a Renaissance dress and whoa - those boobs were just about outta their containment. True medieval style with the push up and exposed flesh.:) I thought she was shy but the dress made me reconsider!! Kudos to anyone who can wear those styles. I get a bit nervous when I wear a black dress with netting across the breasts that goes pretty low.

Then we saw Renee and Stacy. Renee had told me earlier that they were dressing as harem girls. I couldn't wait to see what they wore, especially since I found out Renee was a costume maker. Wow, the outfits were gorgeous, and Renee's outrageous. It was split almost to her belly button in front, with a bra. There was a whole lotta flesh exposed. Renee is a pretty, Rubenesque girl, so at first I thought - that's a bit much. But then when I saw her dance, I said, "Anyone who can belly dance like that, can wear anything they wish!!" That girl can move!!She told me later she had been a professional dancer years ago, but busted her knees out. Sad.

Simon and I got lots of stares. You can see our photo at:http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/caitmiller1/detail?.dir=afa2scd&.dnm=5f2fre2.jpg&.src=phSimon looked great. My face was chubby. Sigh. I'm allergic to something in the area, because my photos all came out with various amounts of pudgy face shots. Simon took my photo two days before I left and my face looked good! I'm going to post that later on my web site for RT photos, so people can see what I mean.

Anyway, I kept having ladies tell me how much they loved my costume, espcially the head piece - which was one of my old costume jewelry necklaces (I collect them), secured across my forehead. Onyx and silver.

I don't know why Simon kept worrying (before we got to the party) about exposing so much chest. The ladies loved it!! I had so much fun, I forgot to take breaks and danced pretty much the whole time. We left around midnight.OK,

Part 4 will be next blog - covering Thursday and the Vampires of the Caribbean party.Myra Nourwww.myranour.com

2006-06-25T08:05:00.000-07:00

RT/Part II. For readers and authors who haven't been to RT, I'm detailing some things in my blog, so you can get more of a picture of how things looked and felt.

I complied Part II of RT blog almost a week ago. I spent a lot of time on it, and then Chris came home. When she headed for the computer, I said, "Don't knock off the blog I'm working on." Sure enough, when I went back in a bit and tried to post it, was gone. She had gone into her Myspace, knocking my blog off. I was pissed!!

So, here I am doing it again. Since she is gone to drill, I'm going to compose and post it before she gets home. I hope I can remember most of what I wrote.

Wednesday morning we were shocked when we went to the lobby and saw a long line of folks at the registratiion. I saw a pretty girl with long braids and thought, "That has to be Flash". After we registered I introduced myself to the one and only Flash. What a cutie.

I saw Dakota Cassidy pass by but didn't have time to speak to her. Another pretty girl. Beautiful face and hair. Then we went to promo ally to set up. It was a long hallway with tables along it. Each author had about 2 feet of space, which is enough for PR items.

Lunch was OK, a sandwich. It was honoring Borders/Waldenbooks, which was nice. We couldn't find a place to sit at first. They didn't put enough tables out. After a while, they found spaces for people at tables were no one sat. When we sat down, I was trying to see the badge of the lady next to us and was surprised to see it was an editor from New Concepts Publishing.

After talking for a few minutes, I realized it was Jeri, the head editor! She was such a nice lady and we hit it off. Next to her was Barbara, another NCP editor. Jeri told me she didn't have but a few PR items on the table in Club RT, so I brought different ones to her later. For those who may not know, NCP is one of my publishers.

Club RT was set up in a room, which was too small. Talk about cozy! They had tables for authors, with a small sign over the table with your name. Authors switched every 30 minutes with someone new. Around the circumstance of the room were tables set up for publishers. I saw NCP, Venus Press, Siren Publishing, Amber Quill, and there were others as well. Across the front were lovely giveaway baskets from the authors. Scattered throughout the room were vendors selling neat items from beautiful scarves & shawls, to unique book covers. I got so busy I forgot to shop!!

I attended a workshop about pitching to agents/editors. It was good. I finally met Linnea Sinclair, another beauty. I was scheduled for Club RT at 3:30. I was stuck in a bad spot and didn't have anyone come by as I expected. But it was fun watching everyone. I also left to take things to the NCP table so I might have missed someone.

I talked to Brenna Lyons for a bit, what a bright person. I was so shocked when we met, because I expected her to be older. I can't remember if it was her or someone else who told me that Kimberly was selling the chocolate male & female parts. I forgot to mention at the jacuzzi the night before, a lady stopped by to loudly announce she had bought a chocolate "c" lollipop.
I decided I wanted a female one for Simon, that it'd be funny to see his face when he saw his gift. I arranged to meet Kimberly later and picked out a choclolate "p". It was laying on the desk when he came in later, and he was shocked. It was like, "what...?"

Dinner that night was nice, I don't remember what we ate. I think it was honoring RT magazine. Memory getting fuzzy here. They talked about RT mag, how it got started, introduced staff. That's when a light went off and I realized Kathryn Faulk was the lady who asked if Simon was a hunk the day before at breakfast. Jeez!

There wasn't much time between after dinner and getting ready for the EC party. Any time that we had, we were either checking my stuff on promo ally, or talking to people. EC wanted authors there at 8:15 to get organized and take pictures. Darn, I wanted to attend the Belly Dancing present between 8-9, but you can't be two places at once!

We went as male and female genies. I used one of my belly dancing outfits and got many compliments from ladies. I put one of my old costume jewelry necklaces across my forehead - onyx and silver so it matched perfectly. My outfit was black and silver except for the aqua & silver coin scarf on my hips.

I'm going to stop for now. Simon and I have to go do some things. I'll pick up with the EC party in the next blog.

Myra

2006-06-24T13:03:00.000-07:00

RT was a blast/Part 1

Wow, RT was so much fun!! There was also so much going on, I'm going to break this blog into several parts.

Let's start with the arrival. Simon and I got there on Sunday evening. There weren't many folks around, which was kinda nice so we could check the place out. The beach has the softest sand I've ever felt, very nice. There was a nice breeze blowing and continued everyday after. It wasn't too hot, and someone told me there was a cold front.:)

Monday we hung out at the beach, rented an umbrella, so for me, the one who burns, it was great! The water was too cold to swim in, which was kind of surprising. We thought Florida would have pretty warm water by May, but I guess it'd be June before it warms up to where we'd like the temperature. There were a few people swimming, of course. There always are! We still didn't meet anyone.

That evening we went to visit Simon's cousin, Karam, who we haven't seen for many years. He has a very lovely wife and 5 great kids! It was a wonderful visit, and we got treated to Lebanese food. Yum.

Tuesday we were shocked when we came downstairs and found the long line waiting for registration. We met a reader from Toronto Canada. Now that was a drive. I saw a tall attractive girl who I knew had to be Flash. I managed to catch her after we registered, and indeed it was the one and only Flash!! I was amazed at the costumes she wore throughout the week, so creative, sexy, and some just amazing. The Egyptian outfit she wore at the bookfair was the bomb!!!

I saw Dakota Cassidy walk by but didn't get a chance to introduce myself to later. She was very pretty.
We didn't have anything to do until night, when we had a Luau. It was held in a room way too small for the crowd, so many of the people were standing around. Simon nudged me and said look who's here, it was two sisters we knew from our San Antonio RWA. I was so pleased to find someone I knew. Diana DeBalko was now an editor for Siren Publishing.
I told her I didn't have any editor or agent appointments because I'm in between books. She said I could submit a proposal to her. That was sweet, but heck, I have enough to do to keep up with what I need to get done for NCP and EC!

We managed to find a table, where we could put our plates down and eat. We met Maggie, who was very quiet. She was by herself, and had come to make appointments as an aspiring author. Later, Deborah and Ron showed up. She's a reader and he gets dragged to RT.:) They were both so funny, we loved it.

After the party, we went to the jacuzzi. We hadn't been there long and a group popped in. These gals were from Newport News, VA, a great place. They were readers/aspiring authors and published authors. There was Lawan, Phyllis, Denise, & Cheryl. They were friends and attended the same RWA group. We also met Sharon, a shy, sweet girl who came later. She is also an aspiring author.

We had very lively discussions about writing. It was fun getting to know these gals, and you'll hear more about them later. Several other people came, but I can't remember names.
I forgot to mention entertainment at the party was nice. They had a group of ladies who presented different kinds of Hawaiin and island dances. I wouldn't mind learning one, they look fun.

That is it for now. Part two coming soon...
Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

2006-06-21T11:11:00.000-07:00

JOKES/Real ads

I thought it'd be fun to post some jokes since it's mid-week. These were sent by a friend, and are from real newspaper ads!! Enjoy.

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com

FREE YORKSHIRE TERRIER.
8 years old. Hateful little dog. Bites.

FREE PUPPIES:
1/2 Cocker Spaniel, 1/2 sneaky neighbor's dog.

FREE PUPPIES...
Mother, AKC German Shepherd.
Father, Super Dog...able to leap tall fences in a single bound.

FOUND DIRTY WHITE DOG.
Looks like a rat ... been out a while.
Better be a reward.

COWS, CALVES: NEVER BRED.
Also 1 gay bull for sale.

NORDIC TRACK
$300 Hardly used, call Chubby.

GEORGIA PEACHES
California grown - 89 cents lb.

JOINING NUDIST COLONY!
Must sell washer and dryer $300.

WEDDING DRESS FOR SALE.
WORN ONCE BY MISTAKE.
Call Stephanie.

AND THE LAST ONE:

FOR SALE BY OWNER:
Complete set of Encyclopedia Britannica, 45 volumes.Excellent condition.
$1,000 or best offer.
No longer needed, got married last month.
Wife knows everything

Two great new reviews/To Tame a Werewolf

2006-06-20T07:59:00.000-07:00

OK, I just set this blog up, got to see if I can do this right! I want readers to know about the two wonderful reviews I received recently for To Tame a Werewolf. Well, I received them before I left for RT, but haven't posted anything about them.

I'd like to thank Shayley for this great review. The full review can be seen at:
http://www.fallenangelreviews.com/2006/April/Shayley-ToTameAWerewolf.htm

Myra Nour has written a wonderful short story that readers will enjoy spending a couple of hours reading. Angela is a take charge woman that loves a bad boy. Connor is a well respected professor that has another side that is definitely more than Angela imagined but one that she will be drawn to. With two characters that compliment each other, this reader was immediately hooked. Although there was a blizzard and freezing cold temperatures outside, the inside of the cabin was smoldering with heat and passion. To Tame a Werewolf is a story this reader thoroughly enjoyed. 5 Angels!

Reviewed by: Shayley for Fallen Angels

Also, thanks to Angel for a great review. Full review can be seen at:
http://www.romancejunkies.com/artman/publish/article_5523.shtml

I thoroughly enjoyed TO TAME A WEREWOLF and highly recommend it to all fans of paranormal genre and especially wolf tales. Connor may seem boring at first, but boy does he pack a punch when he lets loose. Angela is inquisitive and very courageous when she finds out about Connor. She is a top-notch heroine that doesn’t cower or run from the sexy wolf before her. Love scenes are intense and totally sweltering with plenty of sparks to start an inferno. Myra Nour has a reputation for creating characters that are memorable and plots that are intriguing. Her fans will certainly want to pick this one up.

Angel, Romance Junkies. 4 Blue Ribbons

Myra Nour
www.myranour.com
To Tame a Werewolf
http://www.newconceptspublishing.com/myranour.htm