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Author of Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance


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My daughter is headed to the Junior National Olympics!

       Yes, this girl is upside down. She’s on a trampoline and has just hurled herself up into the air to do multiple flips before landing once again on the trampoline mat. This is just one of the events my daughter does as part of a tumbling and trampoline team. When she first started TnT, she became the Trampoline State Champion for her age group and level.

Another event she has mad skills in is tumbling. On the left is a picture of a rod floor. She can do a series of back handsprings, like you see the girl doing here, from one end of the rod floor to the other (that’s about 19 of them). At her level, she has added WHIPS into her routine. That requires her to do what this girl is doing, but NO HANDS touch the floor!

  The final event she participates in is the Double Mini Trampoline. Like this girl, she jumps on the first mini trampoline, does some kind of trick before landing on the second mini trampoline, and then does a trick during her dismount. At first, the Double Mini was her nemesis. Now, she’s amazing on it!

Well, at the State Championships a couple of weeks ago, my daughter qualified for the Junior National Olympics in all events, and we couldn’t be prouder or happier for her. She’s been in gymnastics since she was four years old. She’s twelve now and has finally realized her dream. 

We’re now looking for donations to help get her there because it’s going to cost us about $1000 to stay for the required amount of time. It’s during the week of July 4th -11th and in Long Beach, California, so at least we can drive there and back.

I’m asking all who are interested to please donate any amount you can and you will receive a  free SPECIAL EDITION, NEVER BEFORE SEEN SHORT STORY FROM THE BRETHREN, delivered to your email on July 3rd and a picture of Youngest doing her thing after the Junior Olympics!

When you comment below, “Yes, I’d like to help send Youngest to the Junior National Olympics,” and leave your email, I will contact you personally with my Paypal account.

Thank you, in advance, for any donation you can make.
Hugs,
Deena Remiel


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RT Convention 2012… Score!

I’m slowly digging out from under all the emails, facebook posts and comments, and laundry now that I’m back from the RT Booklovers Convention. It was a wonderful week filled with eye-opening workshops, reunions with friends, and meet-ups with fans I’ve been dying to see in 3D since we met on facebook.

JA Konrath, Blake Crouch, and Mark Coker had really insightful things to teach us. Nalini Singh gave aspiring authors words of advice, and Ann Voss Peterson shared a great technique for shorter length novels.

And now, here are some pics of the fun we had together…


Kris Tualla and I went Intergalactic for a little while…

We also got all “bad girl” with our bad selves with Belinda Boring and Lacey Weatherford…

I became the stuffing of a Yummy Hero sandwich…

And a Scottish Highland lass…

But the best part was meeting up with fans and friends! I’ll let you put your own captions to these… LOL


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LAST DAY TO GET PICTURE PERFECT FREE! What a perfect way to add a little romance to your weekend! :)

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I’ve decided to do something uber special for all my friends and fans that couldn’t make it to RT this year… Picture Perfect is FREE today and tomorrow! That’s FRIDAY AND SATURDAY! ALL DAY! So get your copy today, tell  friends to get theirs, and let’s enjoy  swooning over Jamie and Hope’s story of love…

Picture Perfect Jamie has it all, looks, brains, and a charming personality. But in this romance cover model’s world, those blessings become a curse when a colleague blurs the line between reality and fantasy. Will women only see him for his looks and never look below the surface to the man beneath? 
Hope had a dream job, working with sexy, hot photographs, turning authors’ dreams into reality. When laid off from her publisher as a cover artist she must find her namesake in life again…some kind of hope for her future. Can a birthday wish give…

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Some things should be forgotten, like….

GETTING OLDER! Oh yes, this next post attacks the idea of how time marches on and tramples all over our faces…

A wrinkle in time… or rather, my face

The alarm clock rings, dragging me away from my blond-haired, blue-eyed Greek god lover this morning. Damn thing is such a buzz kill to my dreams, I swear! So I stagger to the bathroom and try in earnest to focus on some words on a page, because God forbid I sit without reading something! Slowly the wheels start turning,the gears click into place, and I join the land of the living, only to find that I may not have… joined the land of the living ,that is!

Lo and behold, in the mirror is a most horrifying sight! Just who the hell let a 100-year-old lady in our house? Okay, okay! I’m exaggerating a little, but really, not by much. Okay, okay! The truth is… I found wrinkles starting to form around my cheek. I said it. It’s out there. The world now knows. Deena Remiel is growing up. No  that’s not it. Deena Remiel is maturing. No that’s not it either. DEENA REMIEL IS GETTING OLD. That’s it!

I examine. I explore. I smile and frown to see what makes those dastardly wrinkles appear. Thank goodness! I’m smiling more in my life than frowning. But truth be told, I’m still pissed. I’m already dying my hair. Oh, it was all fun and games for a while. “My hair is an accessory. I’m having fun with it.” But now, I look like Pepe Le Peu if I don’t get my hair colored in a timely fashion. Damn it.

Now I gotta buy bank-breaking wrinkle cream, too? Damn it. And what are those puffy bags doing under my eyes? Damn it. Gotta buy eye cream, too. And why is my skin moving when I brush blusher on my cheeks? Damn it. Gotta buy skin toner, as well.

I’m going to start a second job, just to pay for facial upkeep. I’m going to read books to unsuspecting people on the street. Only the classics, though. Bring a little culture to the masses. I’ve got one in mind already… A Wrinkle in Time. Argh.


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PICTURE PERFECT at a picture perfect price… FR33!!!!

I’ve decided to do something uber special for all my friends and fans that couldn’t make it to RT this year… Picture Perfect is FREE today and tomorrow! That’s FRIDAY AND SATURDAY! ALL DAY! So get your copy today, tell  friends to get theirs, and let’s enjoy  swooning over Jamie and Hope’s story of love…

Picture Perfect Jamie has it all, looks, brains, and a charming personality. But in this romance cover model’s world, those blessings become a curse when a colleague blurs the line between reality and fantasy. Will women only see him for his looks and never look below the surface to the man beneath? 
Hope had a dream job, working with sexy, hot photographs, turning authors’ dreams into reality. When laid off from her publisher as a cover artist she must find her namesake in life again…some kind of hope for her future. Can a birthday wish give her what she truly desires? They say be careful what you wish for. 

Destiny seems to bring Jamie and Hope what they need, each other. But a dangerous obstacle stands in their way as obsession turns deadly. Can Jamie trust in Hope’s grounded nature? Is Hope strong enough to live in Jamie’s world? Or will reality intrude on their fantasy of being together? 


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Still gone, but not forgotten…

How can we forget this gem of a post? Still can’t tell a joke for shit, but I sure can laugh heartily over one!

I was so funny you forgot to laugh…

I am the first to admit that I CANNOT tell a joke to save my life. I can laugh mighty heartily at them, but no, I can’t scare up a joke that even a 2-year-old could say  and have people rolling on the floor.

I used to tell jokes. When I was very young I would make up these jokes that I thought were insanely funny and had me in tears, rolling on the floor. And God bless my parents, they laughed like I was meant for Comedy Central. (Even though there was no Comedy Central back then, and they really thought I was the latest Shecky Green!)

But folks, the truth is, my jokes weren’t funny. They are what truly inspired the silence with a cricket chirping in the background. Honestly. It’s documented somewhere that my jokes caused the silence with crickets chirping phenomenon. My sister would say, “That wasn’t funny.” And my mom would say, “Oh honey, yes it was.” Uh Mom, thanks but … no, they weren’t.

As I grew older and matured, it didn’t get any better. My taste in jokes matured. I could laugh at any type, bold or subtle,  dry or wet (ha ha). But for the life of me, not only could I not remember even the shortest joke, I couldn’t even tell it the way most of you can. I can’t even trick people with a joke because I lack the gene for deadpan.

So I’m asking all of you out there to help me. Tell me a funny you think I can remember and retell with success. Nothing lewd or racist please. I do have my morals and values to adhere to. LOL

I’ll do my best to show you proud and let you all know if you’ve helped me achieve my dream of being able to tell a joke and make people laugh.


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While I’m still away…

Here’s another riotous post involving my kids. This time, I’d written about how my husband and I grossed them out. We still take much pleasure in doing so…

Ew… Mom.Dad. Get a room!

Posted on March 11, 2011 

My husband and I have been married for nearly eighteen years. We dated four years prior to our wedding. Now, we have two daughters -  14 and 11 years of age. Needless to say, we’ve kissed a couple of times.  Go figure! Lately, our kids, the proof that we’ve uh… kissed, have been quite vociferous about our PDA.

Now let me get something perfectly clear. Hubby and I hold hands wherever we go. When either of us leaves for work or gets home from the day, we kiss. Nothing major, you know, a few pecks on the lips. But the kids act as though they’re scarred for life!  Words like, “ew” and “gross” spill from their mouths. Youngest covers her eyes whenever she sees kissing on TV or in a movie, too. Eldest is the hypocrite.  She’ll watch movies that have men and women kissing in them and she’s perfectly fine with that. But when Mom and Dad do it… The two of them yell out, “Ew! Mom. Dad. Get a room!”

Luckily, we haven’t been caught making love yet.  I don’t  even want to think of what could happen. Maybe their brains would implode? On the one hand, we think it’s hysterical, and any chance we get to exploit their embarrassment, we do. We’ve been known to egg them on with more kissing and hugging. On the other hand, they need to get a grip! They are both old enough to have had Sex Ed in school. They know how babies are made, hence, where they came from. So what’s so bad about a little kissing between parents?

So are you like us? Do you have kids that say, “Ew! Gross! Get a room!”

Hugs,
Deena


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While I’m a away…

I’ve decided to post something each day from the archives of oldies but goodies. I hope you enjoy the hilarity I have in store for you!  So here’s the first one. It’s been 2 years since I wrote this piece. Eldest has added to my exclamations. The girl has a driver’s permit! Aaack! And I even have gotten in the car with her to teach her a couple things!

Who said you were allowed to grow up?

Eldest is going to be a freshman in high school this August. Excuse me… I’ll be right back. Okay! Just threw up, but I’m better now, thanks. Where the hell did the time go? I know, she’s only thirteen, but she’s gonna be fourteen and then thirty… someday! It’s actually exciting to see our relationship morph as she matures, even though at this moment I’m considered half parent/half mutant. But it doesn’t make it any easier letting go of the little girl who used to run into my arms when we’d say goodbye at preschool.

Now I understand why certain people have a lot of kids. No! Not just for religious reasons. There’s a yearning to recapture the innocence of youth, and the selfish desire to be the whole world to another individual. For as they grow, we become background and others take more prominent roles in our children’s lives. As it should be.

Well, I also have Youngest, who still loves to  hug and kiss and snuggle. Who still says, “I love you!” unabashedly. Thank heavens! I don’t know if my ego is strong enough to handle two children thinking of me as a toss-up between The World’s Most Embarrassing Parent and Queen of No Fun.

But in reality, how much longer do I have of this? My glory days are running out. Don’t get any crazy ideas, though. I’m not having any more children! My hubbie’s just gonna have to step up his game a bit, because my ego will need lots of stroking.

Eldest, I love her dearly, with every breath that I take. She is turning into a beautiful person with a beautiful soul. So, why do we argue over clothes? And why are you having crushes over boys?  And where the heck did that gorgeous figure come from? Hey, Eldest! Who said you were allowed to grow up?


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The Ultimate Meet-Up…

Image DetailThis time last year, I was greener than Kermit the Frog in terms of being an author. With my first book published (Trinity) and one contracted (Relic), I was excited and terrified to step beyond the comforts of the internet and actually MEET IN PERSON the people who would become my fan base and friends. 

Romantic Times Book Lovers Convention in LA last year was tantamount to a Debutante Ball for me and all my friends that had their first books released. It was magical! My feet never touched the ground. I connected with friends and fans, and even had a bunch of fan-girl moments of my own! Well, I couldn’t say no to going back again. So much has happened in only a year! With five books of varying length under my belt, a ton of friends and fans to reconnect with, RT 2012 is the ULTIMATE MEET-UP!

I know I won’t be seeing ALL of you there, and it breaks my heart. And yet some of you I’ll Just wanted to thank all of you who have been with me from the beginning and those who have just found the Brethren and me, for your love and support, hilarity and grace, and the way you’ve become the best circle of friends a person could have.see soon thereafter at Arizona Dreamin’. One day, I’d like to be able to do a whirlwind tour to all the places where I have friends and fans. Talk about a dream trip! But for now, I must use the convention/conference model to do my Meet-n-Greets. 

By this time next year, there will be even more books and stories to make you gasp and swoon, to make your heart race, and to make you sigh with contentment once you’re done reading! For now, though,the Brethren are waiting for YOUR return visit to their stories…

Hugs to you all!
Deena 

 

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