P.L. Parker

P.L. Parker

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

And a Happy Thanksgiving to You!

Wishing you the very best on this day of thanksgiving.  Patsy

Saturday, October 17, 2015

It's Almost Halloween - Any room for a Vampire?

One who doesn't know she's a vampire? And only by absolution can she be saved.

Absolution by P. L. Parker

Book video:



 “I canst not move,” she objected. “Ye hast made movement impossible.”
Chloe reached up, moving the gauze just enough to allow breathing.
“Now you messed it up.” Earl re-adjusted the layer, leaving it slightly looser.
“I be barely able to see,” Chloe complained. “Doest ye believe such will work?”
“I think it will, but what about these?” Benny fingered her long tresses. “Won’t they
get suspicious if her hair’s not burned off?”
“’Tis very thin,” Chloe murmured, “and p’raps they will think the fire be the cause.”
“Good point!Maybe if we pull it up and wrap it around her head, they won’t even
notice it. Her face’s enough to scare ‘em away anyway.”
“For gawd’s sake, Benny!  Is your mouth attached to your brain?”
Chloe’s lips twisted in a wry smile. “’Tis well Benny reminds me often, else I might
fall into the sin of vanity.”
“Well, I’ve been paying attention, and believe me, you’re getting better. There are
actually places where skin’s starting to form. That has to be good!” Earl reached for a
jug of blood. “While I’m thinking about it, you better drink some more of this before
you go to sleep.”
Benny’s stomach gurgled loudly. “How about us? When do we eat?”
“I be pleased to share.” Chloe’s voice rang with amusement, much to Benny’s
Shuddering exaggeratedly, he poked a finger down his throat and gagged. “Forget
With Earl’s assistance, Chloe managed to mince her way to the SUV, but getting in
was another matter. Between the two of them, Earl and Benny loaded her into the back,
taking care to tuck the tent around her once again. Their voices came muffled through
the layers and Chloe felt as if she were in another world. Truth be known, she was in
another world, unlike any she’d ever imagined. How was she going to fit into this

strange place? 

Sunday, October 4, 2015

1,000 Kidnapped Women! 1,000 Virgin Males! The Chalice

Little Sunday something to get your body going:

The Chalice - winner of the CTRR Award:

Goth Girl screeched and fell back, landing with a dull thump on the floor.  A sizzling hole the size of a grapefruit vented her lower torso.  She gasped, convulsed and then went limp, sightless eyes stared at the ceiling.
Oh my God!”
Dread jerked back just in time to avoid a direct hit.  The black locks sheared from the side of her head leaving tiny tendrils of smoke spiraling up.
You sonofabitch!” she screamed, starting out the door.  “I’ll kill you!”
Shagal crashed through, barreling into Dread as they dropped in a writhing heap of arms and legs. 
Nose to nose, he snarled, “Are you crazy female?”
“He shot my hair,” she screeched, eyes flaring.  “I’m gonna kill ‘im.” 
Kara rushed to the doorway and took up Dread’s position, firing a haphazard spread of glowing bursts.  Her peripheral vision caught sight of Mordaq’s silvery white braids flying out as he spun, plowing through the line of Deg’Nara.  He tossed the plasma gun aside, whipping out the formidable Tar.  The weapon slashed and diced.  Alien soldiers crumpled.  The huge Warrior was holding his own—and then some!
Shagal scrambled up, grabbed Goth Girl’s weapon and leapt out the door, both hands firing as he charged into the chaos.  Biker Chick glanced their way, shrugged in resigned acceptance, and then jumped, following him into the fracas.
“You dumbasses!” Dread screamed an anguished wail of unrestrained terror.  “You’re gonna get killed out there!”
“We’re going to get killed in here,” Anne snuffled against her sleeve.  She reached over and gently slipped the dead girl’s eyelids down.  “We don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell of surviving this.”
“Says you,” Kara muttered, snapping off another round.  “I plan on getting naked with Tegan and doing the nasty again.”
Dread’s head whipped, her mouth dropped open, dark eyes rounding.  “You screwed Lord Tegan?”
Another burst of pulsing light.  “Yep and I’m gonna do it again as soon as I get a chance, so shut up and shoot the bad guys.”
“Like I said,” Anne hissed.  “We don’t have a snowball’s chance in hell.”  She pointed.  “Look over there.”
A vehicle emerged from the Deg’Nara ship.  Heavily armored, squat and ugly, its outward appearance comparable to an armored tank.  The upper portion lifted, swiveled, and then retracted, a barrel-like object coming to rest directly in line with their position.  The machine rumbled forward on clanking metallic treads. 

Kara’s lips quivered, her teeth chattered.  They couldn’t fight that frickin’ thing!

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Hot Guys - Free Romance

Okay, so I've got your attention!  What's not to like about a hot guy or a free romance?  Something to warm your heart on those long winter nights we're heading towards. (I'm not a fall or winter person! More spring and summer!) But maybe these will help ease the pain. By the way, they're sweet!

Free from The Wild Rose Press - Prophecy's Bride and Songbird

Prophecy's Bride:

The portents named her the future queen and prophetess - a divination Jessamin fervently resists. Forced to wed a man she’s never seen, Jessamin’s prospects appear bleak and without hope. Can Tabor’s presence at the altar transform her grim imaginings?



She'd run from a past too painful to bear, in search of a new beginning. What he offered wasn't what she wanted.  Or was it?



Saturday, August 8, 2015

The Young and Operatic

I have three sons.  

Jared, my eldest, is steady, down-to-earth, shy, hard worker. He's worked in the restaurant business for most of his life. Proud of this guy, always holds a job and puts his soul into his work.

Middle son is Travis.  Sweet guy, hard worker, great father to his little girl and just passed his exam to become a journeyman plumber.  If he decides he is going to do something, he goes for it and he "gets 'er dun!" Had some trying times over his life but has prevailed and, again, I'm so proud. 

Then there is the baby, Zach, who is now 22 years old.  Just graduated from college summa cum laude.  In the top 9 of his class.  From the time he was a little kid, he's loved music.  He plays the violin, the guitar, but his instrument of choice if the piano. Along with all that he is an opera singer and with his friend Jordan, they've become "Opera Elect."  

I wish I'd had these two young people's focus at that age. They're performing all over the northwest - in coffee shops, lounges, theaters and just about anyplace they can get in.  Recently, they had a musical written especially for them called "Tomorrow, Tomorrow."  I have to tell you, this is such a cute show - funny, sad, uplifting and ultimately a happy ending.  As Zach's mommy, I often wonder where all this talent and determination comes from.  Heck, I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up, but he knew from the time he was young.  Music and anything to do with it.  His girlfriend, Edie, also performs with Jordan and Zach from time to time, and is the director for "Tomorrow, Tomorrow."  

Stop by their website some time and read about all they are doing, what they have done and where they plan to go.  It's an amazing journey and one that I hope will take them far.



Saturday, August 1, 2015

Creating a New Web Page - Where to go for Help!!!!

So I am in the process of creating a new webpage, one that I can work in myself and not have to pay more than my pocketbook allows for a web tech to keep it up-to-date. I currently have my website with godaddy but the price there keeps going up each year so I began looking for other options.  I drafted one in Wix and it is looking pretty good, but I guess there are some issues with prices going up, etc., at least that is what my web tech indicates.  She set me one up in Wordpress but all I got from playing around in there was anxiety, irritation and anger.  Anyone have some good suggestions for themes in Wordpress which would fit my needs?  I want to customize it to fit me, not the webpage designer and I have all my pictures ready, just need to start the process.  

Unlike a lot of people, I'm not techy, so whatever I do needs to be for the tech-challenged.  I do have a book entitled "Web Pages for Dummies." Perhaps I should read the dang thing.

Oh well - we do what we can.


Friday, July 3, 2015

Writing...Or Trying to Write

Writing takes a considerable amount of concentration.  But sometimes that just isn't possible.  My desk is in the corner of the front room and in full view of everyone in the kitchen and dining room.  In other words, no privacy.  My husband, sweet guy that he is, loves to update me on just about every subject he can find while I'm trying to write.  The dog stands next to me and stares, wondering how long before I take her out or whatever she is contemplating needs done.  Sons wander in and out and generally make comments or read over my shoulder and then the phone rings, usually some individual with a foreign accent I can't really understand but who wants to fix my computer! How can someone fix my computer over the phone when I can barely understand him - not that my computer needs fixing. What is an aspiring author to do?  

 I've almost given up the writing at home so I take my laptop to work and sit in the car during my lunch hours and compose.  Not too bad except when the temperature is 10 degrees above zero or alternatively 107.  But as an author, I persevere and keep those fingers flying! Might be a little slower than working at home, but at least I'm in there trying and keeping a smile on my face.  

Current work in progress is a sequel to The Chalice.