Monday, November 13, 2017

FREE on Kindle

Did you know, almost every one of my four children's books for ages 10 and up have five star reviews on Amazon? They also have ZERO sales for 2017. Which just shows you what not having a promotions budget can do for you - LOL.

So for the next week, you can get Mr. Odon Ata and The Blue Dragonfly on Kindle for free. Maybe I'll get one or two sales and a few more five star reviews and then it will once again sink into the oblivion.

U.S. link: Mr. Odon Ata and The Blue Dragonfly
U. K. link: Mr. Odon Ata and The Blue Dragonfly
Canada link: Mr. Odon Ata and The Blue Dragonfly
Australia link: Mr. Odon Ata and The Blue Dragonfly

Meanwhile, I am plugging away on the Nanowrimo 2017 novel about wild horses. If you'd like to follow the progress - and in the process donate to a wild horse refuge in the U. S., you can sign up to donate to my Patreon account.


Summer Foovay

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Thank you

The first part of November is always crazy busy. Among other things, the Kindle money has come in, as well as the money for your blog subscriptions. This month, the Patreon money even came in without me having to scream bloody murder to get it!

So I want to thank you all for your support. For reading my blogs, buying and reading my books on Kindle, and your kind and open ended support at Patreon.

It means a great deal to me, not only from a financial standpoint but also from a heart felt appreciation. I spent the first half of my life around people who were never satisfied with anything I did, no matter how hard I tried. If I reached the goal, they moved it! It means more to me than you will ever know that people enjoy my work enough to actually pay some of their hard earned money for it. Knowing that there are people out there who believe in me enough to send money to help me continue to create gives me a warm, fuzzy feeling like no other.

Bless you and thank you.

Summer Foovay

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Nanowrimo 2017 - Hope springs eternal

I had a big crash depression episode last night.

For several weeks I have known what I was writing for Nanowrimo 2017 - because I was pissed and afraid and pretty sure I was right. The BLM intends to zero out ALL wild mustangs on public land. They got permission to sell them for slaughter in this fucking budget and it passed. Then they got permission to shoot them from helicopters instead of rounding them up (who didn't see that coming). And last night the BLM abruptly without warning ended a volunteer manned, non-taxpayer, cooperative program with citizens of Nevada that was using PZP as a humane range management. Yeah. They intend to kill every last one of them, regardless of what the public wants.

It's part of this administrations policy to sell all public land to the highest bidder whether they want to mine, frack, drill, chop down trees, or graze cattle. Mustangs and the people who come to see and photograph them will only be in the way. So the horses have got to go.

Growing up I read "Smokey" by Will James, about a cowboy who captures and gentles a wild mustang. In time they become trusting, loving partners. I read "Mustang" by Marguerite Henry - and then all of her books. I have gone through my entire life knowing that there would come a day when I had the time, and the facilities and resources, to adopt and gentle my own Mustang. Always. It was one steadfast dream.

Then came the TIP program and I thought what a wonderful way to contribute. I could gentle my Mustang, and others. Making them more adoptable for people who don't happen to have "taming wild horses" in their skill set. I fully intended for that day to come for me.

I spent some time living near the Caballo Mountains and for some reason, don't ask me why, they're my favorite mountains ever. Yes, they are named the Horse Mountains - because of the wild horses that used to live there. I have this dream vision of wild horses running free there again because I own a big hunk of land on the mountains and adopt a whole band to run free.

All those horses are gone now. So far as I know, there are no wild horses running free anywhere in New Mexico. Although...I was told that there are a few. That the ranchers whose land/lease they live on keep their mouth shut about them - so they will not be rounded up and killed by the BLM. Because some cowboys actually LIKE horses - even and maybe even especially the wild ones.

So for years I've had this idea rattling around in my head to write a story about a wild mustang stallion and his band, and the old rancher who hides and protects them as they live wild and free on his ranch. That was going to be my Nanowrimo 2017 novel - so I could rant about the extermination while I was at it. Only the extreme, end days things I had planned to fictionalize in the book, have actually come true in the last few weeks.

Last night I felt all those dreams shatter like the china horse figurines I used to collect. And my crazy mind took over and said, if they'll do this, what's next? End Medicare/medicaid and SSD? They'll kill horses outright. They've already figured out how many people they can kill and how much they can save in one of their health plans. Why not introduce the anti-Medicare expansion bill - the end Medicare bill. They have two more votes than the Dems. They can do it. Kill all these "useless" people.

Like my husband.

I'm pretty sure the only reason it hasn't been done already is because the big medical companies like Fresenius and DaVita don't want that to happen. They make billions off Medicare keeping people like my husband alive. The Congress we have now - they seem quite willing to cut off their nose to spite their face. To lose those corporate sponsors just to spit on the liberals and socialized health care.

And...I spiraled into paralysis. Nothing got written. I thought maybe I'd do something different but everything I could think of came back to the horrors of this current administration and the destruction of what I thought was the country I lived in. And I know I'd start strong and rant and get too depressed and agonized and have to quit. Because I've done that. What to do?

Watch four hours of anime and fall into bed was my eventual solution.

I got up this morning to discover my hubby was going to join us in Nanowrimo!  Then he brought in from the mail a photography magazine he had subscribed us to. On the back was a photo of wild horses. Inside was an ad for photo taking tours of wild horses. I got online and went down the rabbit hole and came up with a prize. Several refuges for Mustangs - on owned land without any BLM involvement. (Some working with BLM but I'm sure that will end soon). The very thing I believed would save our Mustangs. The same thing that saved our buffalo. Private people who chose to make a difference, to save an endangered animal, to devote their own lives to the cause.

There is hope.

Before you ask, no, I haven't considered doing a crowdfunding and trying to start my own refuge in the Caballos. No, that's wrong. I have considered it - and discarded it. Too cynical. Too experienced, in my mind. I can't believe in people, so it would never work. My husband is the center of my universe and his care and feeding takes up too much of my time and mental space for me to have enough left over to tackle this project. In this case, I cannot be the change I want to see in the world.

But I can help fund it.

And on that note, here is my plan.  I will post my Nanowrimo novel, as it is written, on my Patreon account as Patron only posts. If you join during the month of November to read this as it goes, whatever your pledge is, when it shows up in my account December 1st, I will gather them up and send them to one of the Mustang refuges I mentioned.  After that, hell, quit for all I care. I know it isn't for me, it's for the horses.

If/when the book is published, 50% or more of the profits from it will go to Mustang refuges continuously as long as I and Mustangs are around.

Because writing - I can do that.

And maybe, just maybe, you can spend one dollar to be part of it.


Summer Foovay

Photo info & credit: Given no shade or shelter, a yearling Mustang languishes in the sweltering heat of a BLM holding facility.
Image from YEA (Youth's Equine Alliance)

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Book reviews

I'm doing some Kindle housekeeping today and one of the things I really wanted to do was to be sure I reviewed a couple of books I really enjoyed over the last month or so.

So let's see how well the Goodread's "embed" coding works...

The Easter Make BelieversThe Easter Make Believers by Finn Bell
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Finn Bell just keeps getting better. For real life, down and dirty, bleak noir that always leaves you with a spark of hope there are none better. If thinking makes your head hurt, don't read his books. They are deep. You will think. You will put it down and remember and think about it some more. A quote for instance: "At some point, under the sheer weight of experience, you accept the simple fact that you can't change the past. It's only ever going to be exactly how it is. But it stays with you, all that stuff, just sits inside you." Wisdom tucked into a thrilling and suspenseful story. I cannot recommend his books highly enough. I've read every one of them, and I will continue to read every single one he is generous enough to share with us. And oh yeah, it is set in New Zealand, which is beginning to sound like heaven.

View all my reviews

Oh! lovely! Okay - no affiliation with Amazon any more - simply want to make sure some terrific authors get their due - here's links to all three reviews on Amazon:

The Easter Make Believers by Finn Bell

Samhain Witchcraft by Arziana Everdark

Dragonfriend by Marc Secchia

Because I have thousands of books listed as being on my Kindle, I am trying to actually have five or ten ON my Kindle, and as I get those read sort them out. If they are awful I don't make myself finish things anymore - but I'm making sure I delete them from my cloud collection as well as the Kindle. Otherwise Amazon kindly sends them to my Kindle when they update, and are always trying to sell me more by the same author. I have a bad memory for names and titles, so I start them again and then go, "Ugh. this." Trying to save myself some trouble and find the hidden gems. Again.

These three - well worth it. I'd buy more from each of these authors. In fact, I plan to.

Best of luck to them in all their endeavors!

Summer Foovay

Thursday, October 19, 2017

Trick or Treat Desert Witch Style

Yesterday I finally had the time at the right time to do something I've been planning to do for a while. Go seed collecting in the Chihuahua Desert.

For all the amazing success I have had with my little bit of garden in my lot here
My morning glories are really turning into something to behold. This little guy didn't even sprout until July and now here he is blooming in October! 
The fact is that by and large what I have is a little patch of caliche' - a hard, rocky, sandy soil full of minerals.

But then again - the caliche' desert is full of amazing I have been waiting for the wildflowers in my nearest patch of desert to make seeds. The plan is to collect them and plant them here in my caliche where they will grow and be happy and carefree. As natives they won't require a lot of watering or pampering. My kind of garden.

So off I went on my walk. Flowers. Seedheads. I began literally stuffing them in my pockets - but then found a bag caught in a mesquite bush that was just right and went on collecting them.

And then at some point as I took a few steps, bowed down to a plant and asked if I might have some seeds, gathered a few, stood, walked to another plant and asked if I might have some seeds, gathered a few, repeat, repeat, re - gee - I'm trick or treating!

I have a rule about things that have thorns or stickers in the yard (NO) so I didn't stop at every plant! Here are some of my contributors. I don't really know their names although I generally know their families.


Baby's breath


Desert Willow
I was so pleased to get some desert willow. I took cuttings from some this spring, but none of them rooted. They make these beautiful pale pink to purple flowers and smell beautiful to me. I also got some seeds from a Monk's Pepper or Chaste Tree, and a few others whose photos didn't turn out. Pix are from my phone and it's capabilities are limited.

For instance, this roadrunner was trick or treating, too.

Best pic I could get :P
Some of the sunflower types along one of the water gutter walls had what looked like webbing scattered here and there. On closer examination, it was more like a foam. I wonder if it's frogs eggs? Or something else?

And then there was this weird thing... a dead plant that seemed to have part of it's stems encased in hardened sand. Some sort of insect activity?

I returned to the Firefly, skipping along with joy and a bag full of desert wildflower and tree seeds. Better than candy!


Summer Foovay

P.S. My sister from another mother, Ember Sleet, tells me that the foam is "cuckoo's spit". A caterpillar that will cocoon itself in foam and be a moth some day. How cool! Thanks!

Saturday, October 14, 2017

I Am Pagan published on Amazon Kindle!

I Am Pagan is now live and available on Amazon Kindle!

I Am Pagan - U.S.
I Am Pagan - U.K.
I Am Pagan - Canada
I Am Pagan - Australia

Free copies are on their way to Patrons. If you'd like to have a free copy of each book as I publish them, please do join my community of Patrons!

My Patreon Page

I'm very proud of myself that I'm only a day late of my personal deadline for this book. I'm running a day late on the next sex story as well. I've been sick this week, and I'm still not 100% but I'm proud that I'm muddling along anyway!

I also started something new just for fun over at Wattpad - Ghostly Encounters. Throughout my life I have had several encounters with ghosts or spirits, and I thought it would be fun to write them down and share them, what with Halloween coming up. I'm going to try to add one story a day. I'm not dead yet, so I would guess it could be considered a continuing project for many years yet...

Hope all is well with you! Thanks for dropping by.


Summer Foovay

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Sex Story Sunday!

The Naughty Wife (Mia) and the Black Cowboy (Naughty Wife Mia Book 1) by [Morte, Petit]

Yes it is out up and about, new hot raw sex with a new naughty wife up to a bit of nasty fun with interracial intercourse, anal intercourse, and oral sex. And horses. But they aren't the sex objects, okay?

The Naughty Wife (Mia) and the Black Cowboy

Depending on just how hard the universe tries to fuck up my system next week - next installment next week...


Summer Foovay (Petit Morte)