Monday, August 22, 2016

Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth~Book II: The Confession of Mr Darcy, Vampire, Now Available on eBook PLUS 40% off Book 1

Gentle Readers,
Book II: The Confession of Mr Darcy, Vampire~Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth is NOW AVAILABLE on Kindle, Nook, Kobo, iBooks  (Print available in October).

"Love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave."
Song of Solomon 8:6

In this lurid, lusty sequel to Pulse and Prejudice, death shadows the newlywed Darcys from Pemberley to the parlors of Regency London to the courtyards of Antebellum New Orleans.  As Elizabeth discovers the trials and travails of marriage to a vampire, can Darcy ever believe that she loves him as he is?  
Or will his jealousy tear them apart?

Please note:  This novel is much darker, bloodier, and sexier than Book 1. 

For a LIMITED TIME, Book 1: Pulse and Prejudice, will be on SALE for 40% OFF! (Sale ends September 30, 2016)

Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth

Sunday, July 17, 2016

Cover Reveal‬ for Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth - Book II: The Confession of Mr. ‪Darcy‬, ‪‎Vampire‬

August 2016

Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm:
for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave.
                                          Song of Solomon 8:6

In this lurid, lusty sequel to Pulse and Prejudice, death shadows the newlywed Darcys from Pemberley to the parlors of Regency London to the courtyards of Antebellum New Orleans.  As Elizabeth discovers the trials and travails of marriage to a vampire, can Darcy ever believe that she loves him as he is?  Or will his jealousy tear them apart?

Artist: Dawné Dominique

Dearest Bloodiest Elizabeth

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

My Alien Abduction: #EhlersDanlos Syndrome #EDS @teaminspire @TheEDSociety #‎ZebraStrong2016‬

Greetings, dear readers!

Yes, I know, it has been quite some time since I have posted a blog. I could provide a litany of reasons why I have essentially vanished from social media, but today - for the last day of Ehlers-Danlos Awareness Month - instead I would like to focus on this debilitating and degenerative joint disorder.  I have had Type III EDS all my life but was not properly diagnosed until 2011.  Then all the puzzle pieces began to fall into place: the sprains, the splints, the surgeries.

My symptoms have continued to worsen to the point where pain and injuries frequently require complete bed rest, all from a condition that others cannot even see. (Effects on social life of invisible disorder.)

The following events occurred in 2007-2008, three years prior to my diagnosis. In 2009, one of the physicians who had treated me sent me this email:
Ms. Saucier -
I have been asked to give a presentation on evaluation of abdominal pain to a large conference of nurse practitioners here in New Orleans. I was wondering if you would mind typing up your story and emailing me. I thought hearing the story "from the horses mouth" would be a useful excercise for the presentation.

Please let me know if you're interested,

This is my story:

Tietze Syndrome: My Alien Abduction

In February of 2008, I went to a gastroenterology clinic for what came to be described as “right upper-quadrant post-prandial abdominal pain.” After an examination and discussion of my symptoms – nausea, pain, and fullness in the right upper abdomen below the ribs – Dr. W concluded that the problem was with my gall bladder and ordered an ultrasound. Surprisingly, the gall bladder looked fine on the ultrasound; so Dr. W sent me for a HIDA scan. My gall bladder performed perfectly on the HIDA scan, and Dr. W had to start from the beginning with a full evaluation.

I experienced the pain as either a dull ache on my right side, or as sharp, intense, labor-like pain that began usually directly below my sternum then radiating to below the rib cage and to my back. Nausea accompanied the pain with the intensity on a similar scale and causing a loss of appetite. Following an accident that required knee surgery and rehabilitation, I had gained weight; but now I had lost 16 pounds in two months.

The symptoms had begun a few days after Thanksgiving with an episode of severe abdominal cramping, although I did not have any more pain until a few days before Christmas; then the episodes became more frequent. Complicating the evaluation, for a few weeks in November I was in Thailand, where I consumed fresh produce, shellfish, and sushi.

Over the next several weeks, Dr. W ordered a series of tests that would consistently rule out all manner of medical possibilities, from ulcers to celiac to parasites. I provided stool samples, as well as blood and urine. I had a CT, an endoscopy, a colonoscopy, and a gastric emptying study. A congenital kidney defect was considered and ruled out as a possible cause of the symptoms. Various diets – low-residue, gluten-free – were ineffective.

In the meantime, the symptoms worsened with the dull ache constant and the sharp, intense episodes becoming more frequent and often debilitating. By April, the pain radiated from beneath the ribs to my back and caused numbness and tingling in my right shoulder and arm; and I noticed that the pain would cause my feet to become ice cold. With each incident, I found I could only lie flat on my back and wait for the pain to pass, which could take one to several hours. I also found that lying on my left side would exacerbate the pain on the right side.

Months of debilitating pain, as well as not being able to identify the cause, affected my emotional well-being as well. Frankly, I did not think I could continue living with the pain. I came to identify the fullness I felt as an “alien” inside of me; and with the pain at its most intense, I would cry and beg my husband to cut it out of me. In fact, I suggested to my doctor that he just cut me open so that he could find the source of all of this and remove it.

At a loss, Dr. W referred me to XXX Medical Center, where I met with Dr. NW. He repeated some of the previous tests and ordered an upper GI series. Still no answer.

Following a second CT scan, I essentially gave up on Western medicine. Previously I had attempted acupuncture for the symptoms with no results, but now after 6 months of misery and losing 35 pounds, I willingly tried the sacred medicines of Peru.

Flower bath prior to ayuhuasca ceremony
I spent a week in the Amazonian rainforest with the Matses Indians; the curandero applied sapo – a frog serum used to treat all manner of ailment – to me subcutaneously. I participated in three ayahuasca ceremonies, during one of which the “plant” told me that, although I felt the pain on my right side, the problem was actually in the middle of the left side of my back. Interestingly, during my time in the jungle with no electricity, no running water, and sleeping in a hammock, I experienced few episodes. In retrospect, I believe sleeping and lounging in hammocks to have been the factor that eased my symptoms.

Receiving sapo from Matzes Indian

In the throes of the sapo effects

The Reiki healer in Cusco
In Cusco, in the Andes, I worked with a healer who used the sacred San Pedro plant in combination with reiki to try to cure me. After all of the doctors I had seen and the tests I had endured, this Peruvian reiki healer was the only one who identified the pain as being my rib (specifically, “It is your r-r-r-r-r-rib”). He stated that what I had identified as the “alien” was actually a small mass caused by my sexual energy, but he had removed it by giving it a mantra and sending it to another planet (!).
He said to prevent it from returning, I should channel my sexual energy through yoga. I cannot attest to the efficacy of providing mantras to abdominal masses, but I
never again experienced the excruciating pain to the level that I had before.

In light of the benefit I received from the alien removal ceremony, I began to wonder if my condition were not a somatoform disorder. Once back in the states, in addition to taking up yoga, I began seeing a specialist in somatoform disorders in the hope that I would be able to eradicate the pain and discomfort completely. After several months without results, I started to think that I might just have to accept the pain and try to be grateful that the labor-like pains had gone, presumably with the alien to that other planet.

Then in October, I started having problems with the thumb on my left hand. I went to a hand specialist who diagnosed trigger thumb and prescribed 7.5 milligrams of meloxicam. Although the drug did little to help my thumb, within a day the abdominal pain was gone. After ten months of debilitating pain and a weight loss of forty pounds, a tiny yellow pill that cost $4 for a month’s supply alleviated my symptoms.

I immediately conferred with Dr. W and Dr. NW and explained about this miraculous drug. Within moments, Dr. NW provided my diagnosis: Tietze syndrome — a form of costochondritis, an inflammation of the costal cartilage of the ribs. The reiki healer in Peru had been correct.

After nine months, my alien baby was gone.

Saturday, September 26, 2015

Sexy Today! A Snippet from the Psychological Romantic Suspense Alicia's Possession Readers,

Welcome to this week's My Sexy Saturday!

This week’s theme: Sexy Today
So today, there really is no theme except sexy today. Authors are free to post whatever they want within the normal rules. Just make it sexy, sexy and more sexy...
I have selected a little snippet from the psychological, romantic suspense Alicia's Possession.

Alicia is the last person Detective Mason Crawley should pursue since she is at the heart of his investigation into a disappearance, which eventually turns into a hunt for a killer; but her palpable sadness and vulnerability awaken his Dominant nature and instinct to protect. Is he is falling in love with a woman who is dangerously delusional, a witness to a cleverly-concealed crime, or a murderer?

“I’m going to kiss you again.”
“No,” she whispered when his mouth hovered mere millimeters over hers. He dropped his hand from her arm to the small of her back and pulled her against him, and she gasped at the unmistakable evidence of his arousal. “I’m not ready for this. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to trust anyone again.”
Mason laid a soft kiss on her mouth, tugging her bottom lip gently between his teeth. He lifted his face just enough to look at her. In time, he could teach her to trust again, at least to trust him, but it would take patience—and perseverance. He thought she might be worth the effort. “If you want me to stop,” he told her, “if you really mean it, say ‘apple.’”
Alicia furrowed her brow and blinked before meeting his stare directly. “But I told you to stop.”
“Yes, but you didn’t mean it.” The color rushing into her cheeks proved him right. “I will only stop if you say ‘apple.’ Understand?”