Happy 25 December!

Once again, I’m covered in glitter from decorations that I swore would tone down, and that’s okay. It’s fun.

 I hope you’re able to relax and enjoy the season as we wait to bring in the New Year.

From the gang of Midnight Whispers and Home and Dragons: Happy Holidays!

Peace,

L.K. Latham

P.S. Give yourself a free read or more this holiday.

Sorcerer Christaan De Rein’s return to Liverpool does not go well, starting with the fact that his trusted apprentice, Higgins, dies on the way. Then again, Higgins dies a lot. Of course, Rein doesn’t expect to be welcomed with open arms after being banished for nine years, but a cryptic summons from The Musician herself cannot go unanswered.

Flying Through December

Why does time seem to fly in December? 

I’m in edit mode on Home and Dragons: Having a blast fixing/adding/removing all the little details. Today, I’m re-orienting furniture in the living room in one scene, and updating a Gnome’s family tree in the next. And on top of it all, I’m baking (Yes, I use the holiday to bake lots of treats) and gift wrapping and making travel plans. 

Whew! What a month! And we’re not even halfway through.

Seeing the picture makes me think that it might be easier to get the editing done if I didn’t have so much clutter around me, but it sure makes the writing part easier.

And yes, that’s tea in my mug.

Som today, I’m taking time to clear off the desk of all those wee tasks that pile up when your single focus is on one project and only that project. Please don’t get me talking about my 2026 business plan. That creates even more clutter. I also want to do some decorating. I love putting up a glittery wreath and little trees with lots of sparkle.

In all the rush, I keep reminding myself of this slogan: 

Don’t let the holiday gremlins get you down.

Peace,

L.K. Latham

Fight off the gremlins with a new read.

Happy Thanksgiving Day

Dilys  stumbled into Home & Dragons with no clue about what was going on. She works hard, plays hard, and hates all the people hanging around her house making that “stupid show” even it means the old homestead gets a full remodel, which it sorely needs. She has no money to do the work herself. 

She often asks herself where the renovation money comes from. Problem is, she’s not sure she wants to know.

With everything going on, a little one-on-one with her newest little friend, is a welcome respite.

She was born in Wales, the daughter of physicians, who were themselves the offspring of physicians. Granddad worked for years to convince Dilys to join his concierge medical practice in Austin. She loved living and working in Cardiff, until he said the magic words: “Willie Nelson is one of my clients.” That did it for Dilys. She was on the plane in no time flat. To say she was disappointed with Granddad’s medical practice is an understatement. 

It’s fair to say that  without a chance meeting with a gardener, an attack by a dragon, and a few new friends, she’d have fled home to Wales by now.

Peace,

L.K. Latham

P.S.  Don’t worry about Dilys’ T’day plans. Assuming she’s not working, she’ll catch up on her sleep, which she sorely needs.

Dragons and Dragonflies

I love dragonflies: I can sit and stare at for hours as they weave and bob, dive and hover. And those magnifi colors! This is why, I suspect, I slid into writing about dragons. While I was creating Midnight Wildes, I learned a lot about dragons, but more importantly, I learned about dragonflies.

Doesn’t look much like a Dragonfly, does he?

How about now? Still working on this image.

It only seemed natural that if a Dragon from the Wildes was here in Austin, especially a very young Dragon, there would also be a Dragonfly. Thus was Jasper born. Until that day when he—Wait: No Spoilers. Let’s just say I thought he was just one of Randall’s goofball friends.

xxx

Peace,

L.K. Latham

No one is lonelier than a vampire who loves.

Lydia is an exceptional vampire—not only as an urban scout and skilled fighter, but because she’s regained her ability to love others. While her family teases her for having crushes, traditionalist vampires would kill Lydia if they knew about her forbidden feelings.

But when an investigation takes her to Bolingbrook, she falls for the editor of paranormal tabloid the Babbler. Sara is one of the few humans who believes in the vampires she reports on— and, freshly heartbroken and devastatingly lonely, Lydia finds herself imagining things she shouldn’t.

Happy Halloween!

I’m not the only one enjoying Halloween this year, so is my new friend from Home and Dragons.

First, let me assure those who asked: Home and Dragons is NOT a romance novel. Poor Randall is very much in love, but his romantic life is subplot. He’s such a fun character, I think you’re going to enjoy following is journey. 

The first draft of Home and Dragons is almost done. Hurrah! Soon, the “serious” part begins – editing and editing and editing. That will be my November. 

This is my favorite time of year, and even though the Fates have blocked me from doing my usual decorating, my writing friends are helping me celebrate this most joyous season and constantly remind me to get back to work.

Wishing you all a Happy Halloween!

Peace,

L.K. Latham