Day in the Life of a Writer by Janice Seagraves

Hi, my name is Janice Seagraves and I thought it might be fun to do a day in the life of an author.

Oh, we writers live such an exciting live, don't we?

My husband and I have an alarm that came with the house and it goes off anytime someone opens the doors or windows. My husband sets it off every time he arrives home.

This is how I wake up every morning.

The door alarm goes off, and I jerk awake. Hubby walks in and starts telling me how bad his job was the night before. (my husband works nights) Something leaked and it soaked into his boots.(he's an industrial mechanic at the local winery and sometimes he come home smelling like wine) I'm so groggy I didn't catch the rest of what he said--just glad he'd removed his boots.

"What time is it?" I asked and rub the grit out of my eyes.

"Seven thirty," hubby said, then calls our little dog to follow him. He lets Dinky our little dog and Snaps my daughter's dog outside.

I walk down the hallway and bang on my daughter's door. "Seven thirty. Rise and shine."

"All right, all right," said my son-in-law. There's whispering and movement. I did my job and expect my daughter and her husband are adult enough to get up and around without any further help from me.

I head into the kitchen, where my husband has just let Dinky back inside, leaving out Snaps. Dinky is old, and Snaps, a much younger dog, will chase her off her food and gobble it all down, so we leave her out until Dinky is finished eating.

I dump a packet of wet food onto a paper plate and encourage Dinky to eat. "Num, num. Eat your food."

Once my dog starts eating, I fill the electric tea pot and turn it on. My husband gets out milk and cereal. I ask him how his job went the night before and try to listen. I'm usually pretty good at remembering all the details, but today I'm planning on uploading my latest book into Amazon's kindle creator program, so I'm a little distracted.

The cat is meowing at me.

"Okay, okay." With the cat calling to me to hurry while walking in front of me real slow, I walk down the hallway to the laundry room.  We keep her food bowls on top of the dryer and the cat litter box is wedged against the dryer on the floor. It keeps the dogs our of her stuff. I fill her dry food bowl and her wet.


I made a cup of tea and poured a glass of water. I take both cup and glass to my desk and turned on my computer. I went through my email, then went on facebook. I found out I didn't make a post on my website the day before for Roping the Cowboy the anthology I'm in, so I quickly did that.

Hubby says he's going to shower and go to bed. He gives me a kiss.

"Okay," I said, "but sleep this time, no more movies on Youtube."

A few minutes later, my daughter, son-in-law, and grandson head out the door. My daughter will drop off her husband at college and walk around the campus with the baby until he's finished with his class then head home.

I call out, "Drive safely and don't die. Love you."

My daughter says with a smirk, "I'll think about it."

"Don't say that." I shake my head, but she says that every time.

"Love you," she says just as the door closes.

I let Snaps back in to finish Dinky's food and add some dry dog food to the bowl. She eats with gusto.

I already have my book professional edited and a cover made by a cover artist. I had been working on all the formatting for days. I go over my manuscript one more time and make sure I have the 'about the author' done and added the link to my website and all my other books listed. I always catch something. The day passes.

At noon, I get up and warm up some chicken strips for lunch.

My daughter her family come home late. No class today, but they're now registered for college classes for the spring they tell me.

"Great, great." I smile at them. "I just hope you both do well."

I wrestle with my manuscript a bit longer, then decide it as good as I can get it and load it in.

It'll be twelve hours until my book is live.

My daughter walks in. "Can you watch your grandson? I need to shower. I have one of your shows on."

"Sure. I just... finished." I turned my computer off then sit on the rocker, watching Jeremy Wade in River Monsters, while my grandson sleeps on the couch.

The next day, I check my email and I got the noticed from Amazon that my book was now live.

And here it is...

After twenty-five years, the Earthlings were back. River Namaste swears he'll never help the humans find matrix crystals, until he meets, Winona Miracle, Team Alpha Six's geologist. Shy and vulnerable, the black haired, dark eyed beauty is all he wants.
But is she ready to put aside her goals for him?

Excerpt: 

“Winona,” River called softly.

She went to him. “Yes, what is it?”

“You seem nervous.”

“Well, of course I am.” She glanced around. “Did you see the dirty looks we got from that fishing village?”

“You needn’t worry. I’ll watch out for you.”

“Gee, thanks. And who will protect you?”

He laughed. “I don’t need anyone to keep me safe.”

“Oh, sure. No one will attack a big hunk of man meat like you.”

“Man meat? What does that mean?” One side of his mouth curled up.

Jeez, why did I say that? She turned to walk away. “Never mind. It’s just an expression.”

He hooked a hand around her arm. “Don’t go.”

His wonderful spicy male scent was almost too much. “River, I—”

He pulled her up against him. Before she knew it, his lips were on hers. Once he swept his tongue into her mouth, she was lost. She slipped an arm behind his head and pressed herself against him.

“River,” called out Ori. “They’re back.”

He abruptly dropped her on her feet and stepped away.

When did I get lifted off the ground? She turned away, wiped her mouth, and pulled up her scarf, trying to hide whatever damage his rough kiss might have caused. God, what a kiss. Her panties were soaking wet.

https://www.amazon.com/Matrix-Crystal-River-Crystals-Book-ebook/dp/B01MDOHI70/