Does a Snake Have Hips?

Are you the bee’s knees or the snake’s hips? Fellow Secret Cravings author and friend Jillian Chantal is hosting me on her blog today to talk about my newest book, Mind Your Goddess, and to share a some Roaring 20’s slang! http://jillianchantal.com/2013/12/12/special-guest-flossie-benton-rogers-shes-the-bees-knees/

Tree Spirits

Are you one of those, like me, who sees faces everywhere, especially in hedgerows and trees? Psychologists call it pareidolia. Some believe the faces to be spirits of another dimension, their energies bleeding through to ours. Mythology brims with tree spirits. One of the best known is Daphne, beloved of Apollo, who transformed herself into a laurel tree to escape… Continue reading Tree Spirits

You Won a Sexy Merman

Congratulations to my three winners in the Secret Cravings Publishing blog hop to benefit Wounded Warriors: Mae, Tabby, and Laurie! The eBook format of their choice for Guardian of the Deep – Wytchfae 2 has already been delivered. I hope they enjoy the story of forbidden love in the fae realm. Fire (succubus) + water… Continue reading You Won a Sexy Merman

Salute to Our Veterans

THANK YOU, VETERANS! I PLEDGE: One dollar to the Wounded Warriors Project for every comment on this blog, or a minimum of $30. Thank you for your help in raising money for such a worthy cause. YOU MAY WIN: An eBook copy of my paranormal dark fantasy romance, Guardian of the Deep – Wytchfae 2. Three lucky commentators will… Continue reading Salute to Our Veterans

Grim

A grim is a haunting spirit. In adjective form the word means dreary or gloomy, but its Old English definition of fierce, cruel, or savage denoted a harsher tone. In my Wytchfae series, the Grims are ghosts that did not move on to an afterlife. Instead, they hung around earth too long, becoming unmoored from their memories and higher spiritual selves. As a result the… Continue reading Grim

Hump Day Hook

“Fire to thaw that ruddy snow, to break enchanted ice.” Ralph Waldo Emerson This snippet is from a paranormal fantasy WIP: Holding her breath, Marceline pressed her thumb against the inner recesses of the cedar box. There was still a chance. She glanced down at her sister, whose eyes brightened despite the shadows beneath. Meggie hadn’t given up,… Continue reading Hump Day Hook