I Love Cats Magazine

I was just informed that my short story will be in the Jan-Feb issue of I Love Cats. The title of my story is "A Tale of No Tail," although I'm told they sometimes change the titles before publication. Anyway, I can't wait to see it actually in print!

Virtual Blog Tour

I've just received information on my upcoming book blog tour. The tour will run from January 26th-February 26th. The first stop will be on The Muffin -the daily blog at:

http://www.wow-womenonwriting.com/

I'll post updates as they become available.

Thanks!

Easy way to order book

I've had people ask me where to order "My Life in Mental Chains." The easiest way is going to the Pipers' Ash link: http://www.supamasu.co.uk/glos.html
(then scroll down to book).

Thanks!

Positive Feedback

I spoke with a woman this morning, who not only bought and read my book, but is planning to send it to her daughter. She thanked me for writing my story, and hopes it will help her daughter and others who suffer depression.

Feedback from others has also been positive. I guess you never really know how your book will be accepted, until someone shares their thoughts with you.

Excerpt from "My Life in Mental Chains"

A prisoner of my obsessions, a slave to my compulsions. That's what my life had become. I now know that my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) must have begun gradually, but the day I became fully aware of my problem is a frightening memory that has been seared into my mind with a painful brand.

I was working as a dental hygienist in Indiana. It was February. Outside it was snowing big, heavy, wet flakes. Inside, I was cleaning the treatment room after finishing my patient. Up to that point, it seemed like any other Thursday.

But suddenly, out of nowhere, came a terrifying thought: What if I didn't get every tiny crevice absolutely, perfectly disinfected, and my next patient got some terrible disease from the previous patient? It would be entirely my fault! I kept cleaning the same surfaces over and over. My heart began to race. I sweated profusely. Where had that crazy thought come from? I'd never experienced anything like that before.

I was forced to stop cleaning, however, when I looked up to see my employer, his skinny hands on his narrow hips, standing in my doorway. "Hurry up!" he said. "You're running behind."