May 2015

Anne Marvin Blog Posts

Yours, Mine and Ours

Yours, Mine and Ours

I’m still enjoying a return visit with Thea Harrison’s Elder Races. I’m currently re-reading Book 3, Serpent’s Kiss, which focuses on the First Sentinel, Rune, who is a gryphon (half eagle, half lion, all sexy—in his human form). Anyway, in the book, Rune must fulfill an obligation, which he does, and then decide whether to involve himself in a more complex problem to help a friend. I’ve written about this issue before here, wondering whether the ability to do something creates an obligation to do so. Today my question is a bit different, and involves the line between what’s mine to do, what belongs to someone else, and where the Divine fits into the equation. I’ve always liked the adage that we should pray like it all depends on God and work like it all depends on us.  This saying can be modified in a few ways. First, if the… READ MORE

Queens Rule

Queens Rule

I was a strange little girl—who’s grown up to be a woman proud to fly her freak flag high. I don’t remember a time when I wanted to be a princess. I did not covet the pretty gowns or the glass slippers or the ballrooms and the banquets. I had no interest in princes either—give me a bad boy every time. As a tween and then a teen, my heroines were Eleanor of Aquitaine (does anyone remember A Proud Taste for Scarlet and Miniver by the great E. L. Konigsburg?), Anne Boleyn and Elizabeth I (I was very affected by an early viewing of Anne of the Thousand Days and innumerable historical romances that took place in Elizabethan England). I had no idea (still don’t, in fact) why anyone would want to be a princess when one can be a queen?  In fact, to continue my rant against Walt Disney,… READ MORE

The Power of Purpose

The Power of Purpose

I know a lot of people fantasize about winning the lottery. In the dream, they tell their bosses to take this job and shove it, and they live out the rest of their days free and easy, living large and in charge. The idea of not having to do anything, and being able to decide how to spend our time seems achingly compelling. In fact, we have a whole structure around this possibility–it’s called retirement. In a perfect world, for many of us, we get to stop working while we still have some physical and mental capabilities left, and we live out our golden years doing…something. The question, however, is what? I’m still with Butch O’Neal and the Black Dagger Brotherhood, which is ironic, as he is one of my least favorite characters. But he’s offered me a lot of food for thought. Which seems to happen a lot—people I… READ MORE

Plain Talking

Plain Talking

If you’ve read my bio, you know I’m from New York. I’m also from a large and loud extended Eastern European family. We talk with our hands a lot. At extreme decibel levels. Sometimes, we scare outsiders. Often, we offend them. But, honestly, I don’t care. We are who we are, and I’m glad we’re loud and proud. Because the other side of that coin is that we are direct. We will definitely tell you if your fly is open, you have a hole in your pants, that your breath smells like three day-old fish and you have spinach in your teeth. And we’ll hope like hell you’d tell us too. Except you probably won’t. Unless you’re also from New York. I’m still listening to the Black Dagger Brotherhood by JR Ward and I’m somewhat annoyed by what was a minor plot line currently being developed in the third book,… READ MORE

Coming Home

Coming Home

I’ve been sick. Feel like shit. Flat on my back and weak as a kitten. I’m in serious need of comfort. So, what did I do?  You guessed it, I returned to an old favorite and am binge-reading the entire Elder Races series by Thea Harrison. No joke, I’ve read Dragon Bound at least fifteen times. As I’ve mentioned before, I love Dragos and I want to be Pia. I love the rest of the characters, too, and Ms. Harrison has a new addition to the Elder Races, Midnight’s Kiss, which I will read at the end of my glorious binge. And today I’m contemplating the way Thea Harrison describes finding a mate. Of the forever, never to be torn asunder variety. The kind of bond forged by the Wyr warriors of the paranormal variety. I always find it clever when an author changes the traditional spelling of a word… READ MORE

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