Here are the winners by date, sign-on name, and time. CONGRATS!!!! 

And thank you EVERYONE for the amazingly kind words! I’m so blessed, it’s unreal. Thank you, thank you, thank you! 

(In the order they were chosen..)

Feb 14th: Toni, 4:26

10th: Sara, 5:29

10th: Mary Goossen, 5:42

10th: Patricia Reed, 6:20

10th: Zanna Dobbs, 7:51

11th: Elaine Willis, 10:02

13th: Nicole C, 8:31

13th: Traci Coker, 10:20

16th: Desiree, 1:59

17th: Elizabeth, 1:49

(These names were chosen using Random.org) 

THANKS AGAIN, ALL!!! I’ll be contacting the winners for addresses and such. If you see this before I contact you, go ahead and send your info to darynda@zoho.com. ~D~

So, as a special thank you, I am giving away 10 TGDA journals! (Because you know how I love to give stuff away.) 

Comment below for a chance to win. I’ll use Randon.org to draw the winners a week from today, on February 17th. 

GOOD LUCK, ALL!!!! 

~D~

(International entries are VERY welcome, but I’ll only send once. If it gets lost in the mail, I’ll apologize profusely but will not resend. They just get lost too often! So sorry, but try anyway!!!) 

Find out in THIRD GRAVE DEAD AHEAD.

OUT TODAY!!!

UPCOMING EVENTS:

• 02/03/12

Clovis, NM

Hastings, 5 to 7 pm 

RELEASE PARTY!!  YAY!!  

Celebrate the release of Third Grave Dead Ahead

• 02/04/12

Lubbock, TX

Barnes & Noble, 2 to 4 pm

Signing

• 02/10/12

Albuquerque, NM

Albuquerque Science Fiction Society, 6:30 to 10 pm

https://www.facebook.com/AlbuquerqueScienceFictionSociety

Speaker

• 02/11/12

Albuquerque, NM

Page 1 Bookstore, 4 to 7 pm 

Signing

• 02/18/12

Amarillo, TX

Barnes & Noble, 2 to 4 pm 

Signing

• 02/19/12

Roswell, NM

Hastings, 2 to 4 pm

Signing

• 02/24/12

Albuquerque, NM

Alamosa Books, TBA

Signing

• 03/17/12

Plano, TX

Barnes & Noble, 5 to 7 pm

@ Creekwalk Village

Signing

Finding my Charley was a breeze. I worked with her when I was interpreting and I knew the moment I saw her she’d make a fantastic Charley. Those eyes are to die for. But finding a Reyes? Oyeee! I cannot tell you how long it took me to find one and how many candidates I went through. Well, I could, but I won’t bore you with the details. Let me just say, finding what I considered an exceptional Reyes was NOT an easy task. Honestly, the search could be made into a made-for-TV movie. *snerk* But what I found? Well, here’s a sneak peek to judge for yourself.  

I did good, yes? 

So, any New Year’s resolutions? 

Six-year-old Callie Dunn heard a sound. Not that sounds were unusual on Christmas Eve, but this particular sound had purpose. Meaning. As she fancied herself an investigator of all things unusual, a girl of sound mind and a practical manner who gave up childish thoughts of faeries and dragons way back when she was five—including those that involved a large man in a red suit who delivered Christmas gifts to children out of the kindness of his heart—she decided to investigate.

She hopped from her bed and climbed onto her window seat to search the thick, dark night. Or it would have been thick and dark had her house not been lit up like a beacon for weary travelers. And, no, she did not live in an inn. As her bedroom was at an angle to the main house of her semi-affluent parents, the same parents whose lax attitude toward Internet shopping made them prime targets for identity theft, she could just make out the chimney and part of the rooftop. If she strained hard enough, that is. 

And there he was. The man in the red suit. The one they called Santa Claus, a name she was in the middle of researching due to its inherent religious symbolism and the fact that she found the possible pagan connotations fascinating. She rolled her eyes as she watched him fumble around on the roof. The lengths her father went to. Hopefully, he wouldn’t fall off. Their medical coverage was seriously deficient when compensating for income loss due to a serious medical condition or injury. 

When she turned to go back to bed, she stopped short and looked up. Her father was leaning against her dresser—the one that had been clearly influenced by postmodernism and yet bore the intricate symbolism of Mayan culture in the etchings along the frame—his arms crossed over his chest, a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

“Anything interesting out there?” he asked.

Callie’s jaw dropped to the floor. She picked it up and ran back to the window, her eyes wide as she studied the man in the red suit. He threw a huge bag over his shoulder and strolled along the rooftop until he was out of sight. She looked toward the ceiling and listened as a booming voice ordered his reindeer into action, calling them each by name. Hoof beats sounded across the roof, the scraping of a sleigh taking off, and then silence settled around them.

Her father knelt beside her, a huge grin brightening his face.

Callie blinked and gazed at him, her expression the epitome of astonishment. She glanced back out the window then back to her father. “I think we were just robbed.” 

Thank you guys so much and have a safe and happy holiday! ~D~

Here is today’s entry: 

Good luck, everyone! 

~D~