Bad dreams-go away

“I don’t care what he says! He should have thought of that before he slept with Megan!!  Gina, I’m sorry, but I can’t work here anymore.  Not as long as he works here.  I quit.”

Gina looked at her mom. A look was all it took. The silent question in her eyes had to have an answer.

“Riley, I’ll fire him.  Don’t worry, I’ll tell him as soon as he comes in and you won’t even have to see him. Just take the day off and come back tomorrow after you’ve calmed down.

“You can’t do that, Gwen.  You can’t fire him just because he cheated on me.  He can sue you for that.”

“Riley, I…” Riley was gone.  She ran out the door with uncontrollable sobs wracking her body.  Moments later Gina and Gwen heard her car start and leave the small parking lot of the bed and breakfast.

“I was going to say that the only reason I kept him was because of Riley.  I have had plenty of reasons to fire him and I plan to regardless of what she said.”

“I know, Mom. I’m surprised you kept him on for this long.  He’s always such a jerk to everybody.”

“Well good riddance is all I can say.


Gwen enters the room to find Gina still in bed and crying.  “Gina, are you okay?  Do you need anything?”

“I’ll be okay, Mom. I just can’t believe she’s gone!”

“I know.  It’s so sad.  I never should have let her leave when she was crying so hard. I never should have let her drive like that.”

“You didn’t know, Mom.  You couldn’t have stopped her anyways.  You know how she is.:

“Yes, I do.  I just wish I could have done something to save her.  I can’t believe she hit that truck head on.  Do you think it was intentional?”

“No!  She’d never do that!  God, Mom!  Besides, the police said she had so much mascara clouding her vision from all the crying that there’s no way she could see anything. It was an accident.  I just don’t see why she didn’t pull over before it got that bad….Mom?”

“What is it, Gina?”

“Oh…nothing, never mind.”

“Don’t you start.  What is it, Honey? You can tell me.”

“It’s nothing, Mom. I just..I thought I saw something.”

“What did you think you saw?”

“I thought I saw a red light pass over your face.  Just like I thought I saw one on Riley’s face right before she….”

“Oh Honey.”  Gwen sat down on the bed and hugged Gina tight.  “I think you worry too much.  Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

“Yes, Mom.  Thank you.  I … Mom?”

“What is it, Gina?”

“Your nose is bleeding.”

Gwen touches her face and notices a large wet spot under her nose and starting to drip.  “Oh my goodness!”  she says and runs to the bathroom to clean up.

As she gets to the bathroom she notices the blood is coming faster and faster and, given what Gina just said about the red glow, she panicked.

“Gina, I’m going to run to the hospital around the corner.  Will you get dressed and meet me there?”

“Sure, Mom. Go ahead and be careful.”

Gwen runs down the stairs and out the door.  As she gets to the corner at the end of the block, she gets a little light-headed while crossing the street.  Too late, she noticed the motorcycle coming straight for her.

Gina hears the crash from her driveway and runs to the end of the block, scared of what she’ll see.  When she gets there, mom and the motorcyclist are wrapped together in a mass of bones, skin, hair and blood.  There was nothing she could do.

At this point I woke up from the dream.  Well….there was a little strangeness involving someone asking Gina for calligraphy pens before I actually woke up…  The whole thing was just odd.

Where do you go from here?  Do you ever have dreams like this?  If so, what do you do with them?

I usually don’t, but they do seem to get more frequent when I”m actively writing.

How exciting! Oh I wish I could be there!

Kim Harrison

Tonight is the live-streaming event, coming from University Books in Seattle. If you can’t make a signing, this is a great way to get in on the fun. I’ll read a page from the book and take questions from the audience and the people in the chat room at USTREAM. It all starts about 7:00 P.M. PST, which is about three hours off from EST, but if you miss it, it will be archived and links will be at my website. I did this with Patricia Briggs last year and it was a great success. I only hope I will get some questions as I’ve noticed that if I’ve been to a store a lot, I’m kind of old news and they’ve already picked my brain in previous years.. –laugh-

If you plan on attending, take a few minutes to jump over to the site and log on. The page…

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Heading in now

I’m heading to the outpatient center. I hope they give good drugs lol. It’s going to be uncomfortable sitting up afterwards if not.

I had a good friend tell me lots of questions to ask so I could feel comfortable before I go under.

Thanks again for all your support, everyone. I’m a lot less scared than I was before.🙂

Update on my Illness

Thankfully I was able to move up the appointment with the surgeon.  That is the good news.   The bad news is that I will be having surgery on Monday to remove the 3 cm oblong shaped lump in my groin.  The Dr. will then biopsy the lump and get back with me in 3-6 days with the results.

He also found another lump under my armpit.  He acknowledged it but didn’t say if it was cause for concern.  I was too dumbfounded to ask.  I guess right now the larger one is the main concern and if it’s clear we’ll address the other one afterwards.

I’m sorry I didn’t give many more details before.  I didn’t want to worry anyone until I knew if this was a real possibility.  I guess I know now and frankly, I’m scared out of my wits.  Thank you all for hanging in there with me through this very difficult time.


In Remembrance

Just over two weeks ago, I lost my godmother.  She and my mother had been best friends, more like sisters really, for over 50 years.  I guess it sent Mom over the edge, because she died a couple of days ago.  I’m a bit lost right now and worried about my godfather because he’s lost his wife and one of his best friends in such a short time and he’s never lived alone before. 


My mom used to date my godfather as friends and one day they decided to do a double date and each introduce the other to someone else.  Both married the dates they had that night.  July would have been 51 years of marriage for my godparents.  My father died in 1994.  They all had such a beautiful friendship and now Uncle Don is all that is left.  I hope he’s strong enough to make it.


My mother had a rare and very debilitating form of arthritis, so her body has been donated to science.  Maybe someone someday will suffer less because of her.  I hope so. 




It’s worse than I Thought

The illness is hanging with me. I’m going in for more testing between now and April 4th to see how bad it really is. I’ll keep in touch, but slower than I would like because I have so little energy lately.

On a different note: Visa has finally come forward saying that they had nothing to do with PayPal’s decision (supposedly forced by the credit card companies…. the same companies that pay for porn everywhere) to suddenly censor the content on SmashWords where rape or bestiality or incest… obviously targeting authors of erotica.

Discover and MasterCard have yet to come forward, but I think PayPal is hiding behind a lie.

Thankfully today PayPal has reversed some of their requirements. The latest update can be found at

A big thanks to SmashWords for holding out for a solution that didn’t involve blatant censorship!