Mystery Date Monday: Glory Windsor

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Every Monday I'll treat you to a Mystery Date with a character from one of my romantic or erotic fiction novels!

This Week's Mystery Date:

Who: Psychic/Single Mom Glory Windsor

What Book She's In: VISIONS, contemporary/romance/mystery novel

Where She Lives: Mentone Beach, California

Why She's So Fascinating: Glory finds herself in a position most women would envy: she attracts the notice of a delectably sexy film star. What's more, they become inexplicably bound to each other after an accidental bump transfers some of her much-maligned psychic abilities to him. While he--and the paparazzi--chases after their passion and power, she runs away...but not fast enough to escape an inevitable union, OR a past that threatens to rob her of her daughter, Jade.

A Memorable Moment with Glory Windsor:

“Glory Windsor?”

Her head snapped up, startled to find flashbulbs going off from over a nearby display rack. She hadn’t noticed anyone come in.

“Glory, can you really see the future?”

Two photographers slapped at shutter buttons as she tried to process what was happening. The press? Had they followed her here?

“What’s the future look like for you and Trenton Dane?”

Another reporter chimed in. “Are you taking money for your services? Is it true you’re running a scam on celebrities?”

“No!” She looked around, silently pleading for help. The sales people huddled together by the register, making no move to intervene. For one of the most famous shopping destinations in the world, she decided some Rodeo personnel could stand lessons on customer service.

The press stood between her and the exit, leaving her trapped like a mouse about to be picked off by a circling hawk. Desperate, she dropped to her knees and shuffled through two small racks of designer dresses before hopping up and rocketing out the door. Not to be outdone by the feeble trick, reporters pushed after her.

Another flashbulb, situated by the curb, caught her head on as she fled out onto the sidewalk.

“Glory, who’s going to win the playoffs next week?” The question sent up a ruffle of derisive laughter.

“Hey, she didn’t pay for that stuff!” The spiky-haired salesgirl protested. Glory was too far out the door–and moving too fast–to hear.

Without thinking she dashed across the street, narrowly averting a trip to Cedar Sinai hospital courtesy of a midnight blue Mercedes 350 SL. The driver was still yelling at her as she took the remaining few feet of Rodeo Drive in long strides and rounded the corner at Wilshire, nearly taking out a woman heavily laden with shopping bags labeled “Escada.” The startled brunette sniffed at Glory’s breathless apology and resumed clicking her high-heeled way down the Boulevard.

A hundred feet further brought her to the old-world European splendor of the Beverly Wilshire Hotel, where she wasted no time peeling through the glass doors. Still at racing speed upon entering, her black flats slid across the shiniest floor she’d ever seen.

[...] A quick look back offered reassurance that no one had followed her. Yet. She leaned against a massive square column, breath coming in short, mouth-drying gasps. Beads of sweat prickled her armpits. The hundred-yard dash had never been her best event, but the fatigue induced by her sprint was a definite sign it was time to get reacquainted with the treadmill gathering dust out in her garage.

--from VISIONS
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When Glory is Available: VISIONS is available now in ebook or print.

How You Can Get Her Story: Get it in print on Amazon, or in eco-friendly eBook from Draumr Publishing

Feng Shui Friday: Family

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What does a romance/erotic author know about Feng Shui? Early on in my writing career I discovered this ancient Chinese art as a means to organize my desk space. The impressive results prompted me to employ this art well beyond my novel writing, and a dozen years later I've applied Feng Shui to every area of my home. Every Friday I'll share tips to help bring positive energy to YOUR writing...and life. I'll begin by introducing the nine main zones of a house as defined by Feng Shui.

This week: The Family Area (right hand wall)

Moving clockwise around the octagon from last week's Knowledge area discussion, flip the above octagon so the Career line lies against the wall where your front door sits. If you're standing inside this octagon facing the door, the Family area glides along the far right wall of the house (or room). Energies here influence family relationships.

Family nagging that you're spending too much time with "your writing stuff?" Squabbles or lack of communication at the dinner table? This is the area in your house to point your feng-shui goggles at.

The Family area is just as affected by chi-blocking factors (chi=natural, life giving energy) as areas discussed previously. These include:
*Clutter
*Poor/no lighting
*Dirt
*Lack of vital purposing (dead or incorrectly apportioned space)

Family Area Fixer-Uppers:

1. Clean it up. Clear the cobwebs, say sayonara to the dust bunny parade. Windows in this space? Give 'em a wash if you can.

2. Light it up. Bright lighting can bring cheer and understanding to the family, but avoid candles.

3. Dress it up. Calm greens and blues are wonderful color choices for the Family area. Healthy live plants work well. Wood is the natural element of this zone as well as columnar shapes, so wooden furniture, bowls, etc. are helpful.

4. Fix it up. Clutter in this area complicates family relations and blocks the way to harmony. Natural metals are considered a poor choice here, as metal (think axe/knife blade) cuts wood. So things like wrought iron furnishings, silver candlesticks, etc. can interfere with family bonds. Similarly, avoid candles in the Family area, and cure fireplaces. Fire energy consumes wood, and in a relationship area can evoke high emotions and anger. Lots of family strife/arguments? Check this area for any "fire" items and relocate them.

Here's a little space I've dedicated in my Family area to, well, FAMILY! Family photos are a natural here, and stand on a columnar wood cabinet. I also store our family albums in a drawer underneath. Bamboo is a potent feng shui cure, promoting healthy, strong, steady growth. I use green color accents and have added a few natural stones like amethyst and hematite for grounding and calm. Earth elements may or may not work well in this space; play around and see what results you get.

A few of you might be wondering about the pewter frame in this area. Metal? Yep, you caught me! Matter of fact, if I stood back and shot a photo of my ENTIRE Family area, you'd spot quite a few family feng shui faux paus. (Say THAT three times fast!) I've done a few cures to this area including the dedicated space shown, and did see an immediate boost in family communication. However, I'd like to see this zone even stronger, so later in this blog series I'll be posting a Family area makeover.

Just like the other areas mentioned, whether you shift a candlestick or renovate the entire Family space, remember to make your changes with intention. See nurturing, peaceful calm among family members as you paint the wall green, or picture positive communications and smiles as you place family photos here. Sweep old family business away with the dust bunnies.

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Romance writer duties call!! I hope you've enjoyed Feng Shui Friday. Have a Family area tip or dilemma to share? Please post in the comments! Until next time, may you find the magic within that inspires your family!

Wild Dreams Wednesday #3

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Note: this week's dream contains mature themes.

Tell Me Your Wildest Dreams returns!
By popular demand, every Wednesday I venture away from writing and editing romantic/erotic fiction to interpret your dreams. Have a recurring or puzzling dream? Tell me about it at writerlisalogan@verizon.net and I'll attempt to shed some light on an upcoming Wild Dreams Wednesday!

This Week's Wildest Dream:

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“I had a very disturbing dream where I was in a train station. And there were suspicious people so I listened to my gut and I left and next thing you know the train station blew up!"
--NuellePena
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While it seems very disturbing, dreams like these can be indicative of a much more general issue.

First is the train station itself, which represents a desire to achieve our goals--generally relationship or career goals. The train carries us to these goals. Multiple people in dreams tend to represent our social circle, in this case I'd say probably ones who have ulterior motives that may interfere with your goal achievement. Explosions involve pent up anger that finally boils over, or a destructive shock that interferes with your desires. Here, you got away before the explosion hit, which indicates that you will be able to carry on your path despite the temporary derailment.

Combining these into a theme, I'd say that something recently might have happened, or you are concerned that something will happen, that involves people around you who could pose a threat to the goals you're seeking. But while anger and disappointment threatens to take the day, you rise above and can continue on the path to your goals--even if you need to use a different train station to do it.

Good luck on that journey!

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Wild Dreams Wednesdays interpretation by romance author/editor Lisa Logan is meant to be used for education and entertainment purposes only. I hope you've found this week's post useful! Stay tuned until next Wednesday, when we again delve deep into our Wildest Dreams. Sleep Tight!

Mystery Date Monday: Prince Verrill

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Every Monday I'll treat you to a Mystery Date with a character from one of my romantic or erotic fiction novels!

This Week's Mystery Date:

Who: Prince Verrill

What Book He's In: TWISTED FAYRIE TALES, story: SINDARELLA anthology/fantasy/erotic

Where He Lives: In a fantasy kingdom of vampires, erotic pleasures, and witches' spells

Why He's So Fascinating: Powerful enough to attract the notice of 'Sinda's step-witches, there's more to Verrill than meets the eye--and he's certainly a delectable eyeful. And he's more than male enough to go neck and neck with the dangerous beauty who crashes the ball to save the man she believes little more than a shallow slave to his hand mirror.

A Memorable Moment with Prince Verrill:

Truly, the royal portrait painter deserved execution for the gross miscarriage of justice in every likeness of Prince Verrill I'd seen. This god wrought my understanding of his plight; had I been born to his visage I, too, would desire only to pleasure myself in view of the looking glass. Tall and sculpted, his hair was sleek, yet wild as the finest black steed. Eyes were the unfathomable jade of a churning sea. Indeed, the latter fixed me with a stare stirring new hungers, tossing what remained of human emotions like waves after a storm.

This storm was just beginning.

Shock subsided enough to allow dictates and my voice. Lifting heavy skirts, I dropped in a low curtsy. “I fear I'm naught for finery or the ballroom, sire.”

His nod bid me rise; his smile bid my desire aflame. “Yet finery clings to you quite naturally,” he said, gaze sweeping without fanfare to my breasts. “Though you seem to have forgotten some of it.”

He neared, gold tassels swaying from epaulets which capped shoulders a palm's width greater than my own. “Perhaps you were remiss in your excitement? Or did you wish to get a horse's gallop ahead of other maidens, by seeking me without your undergarments?”

My lip snarled. I recalled my true purpose here, and my true feelings. “I was neither, Highness. Merely in need of haste.”

And no longer disposed to modesty, but no doubt he would count this a personal testament.

“I've offended you.”

I raised my chin. “Not at all, sire. I came with all haste to see you, true. But for reasons you do not suspect.”

My chest gave an odd flip as he took my hand, my stilled heart trying to remember how to beat. “I can't say I'm not glad of it, whatever your reasons.” He frowned. “You're frozen. Here.” The Prince tugged a silk cord at his throat, releasing a gold capelet thrown across one shoulder. With the smooth flourish of a conquistador, he draped me in fabric.

I had no need of it, but smiled. “You're too kind, Your Majesty.”

“Verrill.”

“Lucinda Ella Fairbairn. Sinda.”

'Twas his turn to bow. “Come, Sinda. I would not have you catch your death.”

Truly. My smile followed his to a small chamber; small being relative to the palace. The parlor spanned the Manor's length, boasting more chaises than a carpenter's craft for a year.

Leading me by the hand, Prince Verrill brought me to a crackling fire. He took both hands in his, but 'twas his gaze warming me as gentle strains of a minuet stole through the open door.

“May I?”

Without pause for the rejection he'd undoubtedly never heard, he pulled me to him. Dance 'tis a genteel art, one my father tried to bestow. Alas, I proved early on I lacked a featherlight step. Yet my liege was in command of his talent. Giving me honors, he plié-stepped like a master. I moved with the grace of a wooden ox-cart. To his credit, the Prince showed no sign of it.

Circling, we twirled in to face each other at a close breadth, but instead of opening back out he halted, possessing my waist with his arm.

“Sinda.”

The name quivered low, as though my womb had awakened to possibility.

--from SINDARELLA, TWISTED FAYRIE TALES
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When Verrill is Available: TWISTED FAYRIE TALES available now in print or ebook

How You Can Get His Story: Get it in print on Amazon, or in eco-friendly eBook from Eternal Press Publishing

Feng Shui Friday: Knowledge

Octagon graphic, Bartett Designs
What does a romance/erotic author know about Feng Shui? Early on in my writing career I discovered this ancient Chinese art as a means to organize my desk space. The impressive results prompted me to employ this art well beyond my novel writing, and a dozen years later I've applied Feng Shui to every area of my home. Every Friday I'll share tips to help bring positive energy to YOUR writing...and life. I'll begin by introducing the nine main zones of a house as defined by Feng Shui.

This week: The Knowledge Area (front right corner)

Moving clockwise around the octagon from last week's Career area discussion, with the octagon flipped so the Career line sits against the wall where your front door sits, you'll see the Knowledge area resides in the far right corner. Energies here are responsive to aiding or hindering attainment of knowledge.

Why is this important to writers or anyone besides students? Writers often research their books, new markets, or tips on successful promotion. In everyday living, we constantly seek answers. When our Knowledge area is out of order, these answers may prove difficult to come by when we need them.

The Knowledge area is affected by many of the same factors that block chi (natural occurring, life-giving energy) discussed previously, such as:
*Clutter
*Poor/no lighting
*Dirt (front entry ways tend to track in a lot)
*Lack of vital purposing (dead or incorrectly apportioned space)

Knowledge Area Fixer-Uppers:

1. Clean it up. Clear the cobwebs, bid dust bunnies farewell. Corner spaces are notorious dust and clutter hogs.

2. Light it up. Lighting here is especially important to illuminate the path to knowledge.

3. Dress it up. As light is important, the Knowledge area is a good location for candles and/or lamps. A fireplace here is a fortuitous location. Water is less useful. I've also found scent cures are helpful here, particularly those that stimulate mental acuity: citrus, vanilla, sage, and mint for starters. Blue, green, and black are all good color choices in this area. What's more, this is thee recommended location in the home for a television and/or bookcases. Windchimes or a lead crystal sphere hung over this zone can be useful as well.

4. Fix it up. Avoid energy blocking clutter that keeps knowledge hidden. If you have bookcases or a TV here, make sure to keep them dusted and that books, DVD's, etc. are displayed neatly and not stacked haphazardly. Water can drown flames that light the path, so try not to use much in this zone, or add plenty of light to negate the effect. If light bulbs burn out in this area, replace them immediately.

Okay, here's my own Knowledge area. Note that the family TV is situated here, and the prominent use of black. (The TV is set here to a soundscapes music channel I use sometimes to aid focus.) At lower left is a set of Asian hanging lanterns, and above this a spotlight against the back wall. I have a daughter in college and another being homeschooled; their photos are displayed in this area. Sitting atop the TV you'll notice an aromatherapy diffuser; it's filled with vanilla as a constant scent cure.

Remember, whether you decide to relocate the family library or just add a small candle or scent cure, the most important technique is to make the change with intention. See knowledge coming to you effortlessly when you need it; visualize barriers being removed as you clean the space.

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My latest romance novel beckons!! I hope you've enjoyed Feng Shui Friday. Have a Knowledge area tip or dilemma to share? Please post in the comments! Until next time, may you find the magic within that satisfies your thirst for knowledge!

Wild Dreams Wednesday #2

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Note: this week's dream contains mature themes.

Tell Me Your Wildest Dreams returns!
By popular demand, every Wednesday I venture away from writing and editing romantic/erotic fiction to interpret your dreams. Have a recurring or puzzling dream? Tell me about it at writerlisalogan@verizon.net and I'll attempt to shed some light on an upcoming Wild Dreams Wednesday!

This Week's Wildest Dream:

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“I dreamed I got a tattoo on my shoulder blade. Of all things, it was a tattoo of Jesus riding a horse!! What on EARTH does this mean?
--Anonymous
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There are several symbols in this dream that are worth looking into. First, the idea of a tattoo itself. Tattoos are permanent marks, indelible impressions that stay with us for a lifetime. In a dream, these can represent a physical or emotional situation that left a long term impact.

Horses in a dream represents physical and sexual power, virility. That wild, untamed sense of passion and desire that sweep us away. For those of you gasping in shock at the thought of Jesus being associated with such imagery, hold on!! The dreamer isn't having an immoral moment. Jesus is a common dream symbol not necessarily indicative of a God figure. Jesus commonly refers to achieving our own potential, an actualization of possibilities or attainment of desires or goals, no matter how difficult.

To combine these ideas into the one cohesive dream, perhaps the dreamer has recently entered a new relationship in which she feels passionately empowered and actualized. Or on the flipside, perhaps a past passionate circumstance left such an indelible mark that it is influencing her ability or willingness to risk pursuing that wild, untamed side in her present encounters.

Either way, the overriding themes here are to be aware of the long-term implications of attaining our potent, "wild side" passions.

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Wild Dreams Wednesdays interpretation by romance author/editor Lisa Logan is meant to be used for education and entertainment purposes only. I hope you've found this week's post useful! Stay tuned until next Wednesday, when we again delve deep into our Wildest Dreams. Sleep Tight!

Monday Mystery Date #2: Ridelle Walters

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Every Monday I'll treat you to a Mystery Date with a character from one of my romantic or erotic fiction novels!

This Week's Mystery Date:

Who: Daddy's Girl/Professional Student Ridelle Walters

What Book She's In: A GRAND SEDUCTION, contemporary/murder mystery novel

Where She Lives: Bucks County, Pennsylvania

Why She's So Fascinating: Ridelle is a fierce enough friend to go out on a very long, precarious limb to end the heartache of a failing marriage. This Girl Least Likely To becomes the bait for a staged seduction scheme...but this affair is a far greater sacrifice than merely bedding someone's husband on camera--and not even her best friends know why.

A Memorable Moment with Ridelle Walters:

Ridelle stared into the closet, despite knowing the outfit jointly selected for her trampy debut was tucked right up front in a wispy dry cleaners bag. Now, two years after Fran had dressed her in a ridiculous froth of peach chiffon to act as a bridesmaid, the marital investment she’d spent most of her adult life securing was about to come to a bitter and grinding halt. At Ridelle’s own hand, no less.

Yanking the hanger off the rod, she twisted around to the full-length mirror inside the closet door and held the bag-covered garment against herself. “You can do this. You’re a vixen...an animal of unimaginable sexual magnitude.” She rolled her eyes at her reflection. “Girl, if your pals only knew the truth.”

An hour later, Ridelle stared with fascinated horror at the transformation. Her eyes were rimmed in kohl, shadows of taupe and cream accentuating a dreamy, heavy-lidded look. Full lips were moist with a slick of magenta, and her usual straight brown locks fell in soft waves just tickling the tops of bare shoulders. A single pearl dotted each ear, and a matching pendant fell like an arrow pointing the way to modest, but well displayed cleavage.

The dress she’d worn only once and vowed never again, but here she was, all five-feet six inches almost wearing what her mother had dubbed the “man magnet.” She’d bought it for Ridelle’s twenty-fifth birthday, in hopes that scores of well-to-do country club suitors would stampede. Done in abstract splashes of pink, black and white silk, the halter bodice plunged bikini style to a snug band of fabric under her breasts, then clung for dear life along dangerous curves to mid-thigh. There, the fabric flared outward in gentle folds that fell to just below the knee.

Once again the revolving door of her will spun to the negative and her heart drummed out a rumba, a beat befitting this new style. She shook her head at the slut-tastic vision in the mirror. “I can’t do this.”

Is that your final answer? She nodded at the thought as she gaped at a woman that was the antithesis of herself in the mirror. Much as she loved Fran and wanted to help, she couldn’t kid any of them. Time to do everyone a favor and stay home, before she blew the whole plan out the whale’s hole.

She reached slender arms behind herself to unhook the halter at the back of her neck, picturing Fran racing around with preparations, daring to hope for a way out. She needed a life boat, but Ridelle was fresh out of inflatable rubber. Still, the thought stayed her hands. She couldn’t just beg off with a phone call, not for something like this. Could she?

Ridelle tottered on strappy heels over to where a wicker table lamp highlighted the old slimline on her cluttered walnut night stand. For a long moment she stared at the phone. Fran needed moral support if nothing else—she was as nervous about pulling off the party as she was about the scheme embedded within it.

Damn. She’d just changed sides again.

Fine, so she would show up to lend whatever clumsy hand or crying towel she could muster, but the first order of business was to explain why she couldn’t go through with this. Fran would understand that this was too far out of her jurisdiction to be plausible.

Hopefully better than Ridelle understood it herself.


--from A GRAND SEDUCTION
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When Ridelle is Available: A GRAND SEDUCTION is available now in ebook, and coming soon to print on Amazon.

How You Can Get Her Story: Get it in eco-friendly eBook from Fictionwise

Feng Shui Friday: Career

Octagon graphic, Bartett Designs
What does a romance/erotic author know about Feng Shui? Early on in my writing career I discovered this ancient Chinese art as a means to organize my desk space. The impressive results prompted me to employ this art well beyond my novel writing, and a dozen years later I've applied Feng Shui to every area of my home. Every Friday I'll share tips to help bring positive energy to YOUR writing...and life. I'll begin by introducing the nine main zones of a house as defined by Feng Shui.

This week: The Career Area (front wall)

Imagine flipping the octagonal diagram so the Career line sits along the front wall where the main entry door to your home or room is located. Energy flowing in this area is believed to be especially responsive to helping or hindering career goals. Take a look at that front wall and see whether the space is affected by any typical factors that blocks chi (natural occurring, life-giving energy), such as:
*Clutter
*Poor/no lighting
*Dirt (front entry ways tend to track in a lot)
*Lack of vital purposing (dead space)

Front walls are notorious for dead space and clutter, especially near entryways where papers, books, mail, shoes, etc. get dropped off and dirt gets tracked in.

Career Area Fixer-Uppers:

1. Clean it up. Clear the cobwebs, bid dust bunnies farewell. Get rid of the stacks of mail and piles of galoshes and briefcases in the front hall.

2. Light it up. If lighting is sparse, add a decent lamp.

3. Dress it up. The Career area's natural element is water, so a fountain or water feature is useful here. Good color choices are black and dark blue. Wood is appropriate in this area. Wavy shapes (representing water) in your décor can also be helpful.

4. Fix it up. Candles or a fireplace contributing light or ambiance? Nope. Having fire elements in a natural water zone creates undesired enmity. Pottery—clay, representing earth—is also an issue, as earth elements can “dam up” flowing water energy. To cure this, move candles, pots, and statuary. If you have a fireplace, consider placing a fountain inside, or use décor and colors to cure it and make sure to add a water feature somewhere in the zone (water globe on the mantel?).

Here's my Career area, or rather the portion dedicated to activating my writing career. Note the use of black, and snow globes as a water feature. The images inside these are pretend “book covers” I did up for works in progress. The faux stone in the center reads “Inspire” and yes, rock is an earth element which isn't ideal. To negate/balance this, I surrounded the stone with color and water cures to allow just the powerful message to shine through. This was a great addition, as two days after adding it I was able to finish a book without difficulty that I'd fought with for months.

Regardless of whether you simply sweep your entry way or go all out and install a giant wall-mounted fountain, the most important technique when performing any Feng Shui cure is to do it with intention. Don't just sweep; realize you're removing blocked chi from your career path. Don't just slap in a fish bowl; see positive energy flowing like water to move your career goals forward.


Time for me to get back to romance writing. I hope you've enjoyed Feng Shui Friday. Have a Career area tip or dilemma to share? Please post in the comments! Until next time, may you find the magic within that unleashes all YOUR career goals!

Wild Dreams Wednesday #1

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Tell Me Your Wildest Dreams returns!
By popular demand, every Wednesday I venture away from writing and editing romantic/erotic fiction to interpret your dreams. Have a recurring or puzzling dream? Tell me about it at writerlisalogan@verizon.net and I'll attempt to shed some light on an upcoming Wild Dreams Wednesday!

This Week's Wildest Dream:

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“I dreamt I was cooking on the stove, but the flames got bigger and I couldn't turn them off. Then my arms caught fire!”
--Anonymous
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Fire dreams are relatively common, and while they can represent a literal fear of flames, they often have a more subconscious implication.

Fire can represents passion or powerful emotion, often passion or anger, generally toward a relationship or vital aspect of your life—a hobby or career, for instance. As fire brings dramatic, sometimes frightening change, its presence in a dream can either convey the emotions themselves or a lack of control over them. As fire alters the very shape of things, dreaming of it can also indicate issues surrounding areas of change and transformation in your life.

The fire isn't the only important symbol in this dream, however. That the fire originates on a stove can be significant. Stoves represent awakenings, awareness. And arms also have specific meaning—these represent our ability to reach out, achieve, act, and express ourselves.

To combine the above symbols into a theme for this dream, perhaps the fact that a stove's fire is climbing onto your arms means you recently have emotions that are getting out of control, threatening to consume you. Your temper could be getting the best of you lately, for instance. Or perhaps you've been facing challenges in a relationship, job, or area of change in your life. In either circumstance, these emotions or morphing situations leave you feeling helpless to steer things in the direction you want.

In the end, the moral of this story is—don't wear long sleeves near open flame! In dream speak meaning, be careful when indulging your more powerful emotions and juggling life transformation, lest you get burned.

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Wild Dreams Wednesdays interpretation by romance author/editor Lisa Logan is meant to be used for education and entertainment purposes only. I hope you've found this week's post useful! Stay tuned until next Wednesday, when we again delve deep into our Wildest Dreams. Sleep Tight!

Monday Mystery Date #1: Trenton Dane

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Every Monday I'll treat you to a Mystery Date with a character from one of my romantic or erotic fiction novels!

This Week's Mystery Date:

Who: Actor/psychic Trenton Dane

What Book He's In: VISIONS, romance/psychic/mystery novel

Where He Lives: Beverly Hills, California

Why He's So Fascinating: Not only is Trenton Dane celebrity hunk gorgeous, he's largely unaffected by his own stardom--but highly affected by the mysterious beauty who unwittingly transfers psychic abilities to him when they bump into each other at an event.

A Memorable Moment with Trenton Dane:

By the time the tortilla soup arrived, Glory was feeling like a geek in a fish bowl. People were staring and whispering, and though “the falls” kept words away it wasn’t hard to imagine what they were saying. This was the local hotspot in a small town, and a major name had plopped his Calvin Klein-encased derriere right in the middle of it. She swore she caught camera flash from the corner of her eye a couple of times. Who, she wondered, brings a camera to the local dive?

The question was answered as a couple of breathless girls of maybe sixteen bounded to the table, caught up in the giggling mania of teenaged adoration. The shorter of the two, arms akimbo, gripped a Nikon digital. She nudged her elbow into the other girl’s ribcage.

Girl Number Two sprang into action. “We have a bet. She says you’re Trenton Dane, but I say he would never be seen in boring Men-toad Beach, so you must be a look-alike or something. Right?”

Glory’s eyebrows had inched higher with each sentence, but Trenton was unfazed. Instead, he winked at the shorter girl and turned his best The-Camera-Loves-Me smile on the Doubtful One. “Guess I’m not a very good look-alike, am I?”

Camera Girl’s shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Ha! See, I told you,” the Doubter trumpeted to her friend. “You owe me a jumbo hot fudge.”

Several koi wriggled near the edge of the pond, checking out the commotion.

Trenton wasn’t finished. “Yep, my agent’s always telling me I’m so terrible that I must be the real deal.”

The believer’s eyes widened three sizes. “You are him!”

My heaven, are those tears in her eyes? Glory laughed while the pair squealed and bounced around in delight. “Can we get a picture, Mr. Dane? Please?”

Glory did the honors while the pair leaned in–just a bit too close, she thought–on either side of his seat for a giddy group photo. They were met in short order by the manager, who shooed them sternly back to their seats and proffered a rosary’s worth of apology.

When they were alone again, Glory stared at him with open curiosity. “How do you manage? Isn’t it, distracting to be in the public eye all the time?”

He swallowed a mouthful of rice pilaf and shrugged. “Sometimes, but this is what I’ve chosen to do. What I love to do. If people didn’t have this reaction, I wouldn’t be nearly so marketable as an actor. You learn to adapt, and to hone the art of disguise when necessary.” He waggled his brows at her, Groucho
Marx style.
--from VISIONS
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When Trenton is Available: VISIONS available now in print or ebook

How You Can Get His Story: Get it in print on Amazon, or in eco-friendly eBook from Draumr Publishing