<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893</id><updated>2009-10-17T10:33:38.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teri Adkins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-6582311978110982451</id><published>2008-08-18T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:23:17.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Reviews are in!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=863"&gt;Bitten by Books &lt;/a&gt;has reviewed The Ravenmocker. Here's what Becky had to say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8HLOypyI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ageOwPj8_p4/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm9GMc574I/AAAAAAAAACA/sDJZAQjAHBU/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235923955914239874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm9GMc574I/AAAAAAAAACA/sDJZAQjAHBU/s200/rating_star.solid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8sS8S_yI/AAAAAAAAABw/cLCF8DQvP4I/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235923510979919650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8sS8S_yI/AAAAAAAAABw/cLCF8DQvP4I/s200/rating_star.solid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8hEsbzOI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZfFz4iXvj9E/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235923318176730338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8hEsbzOI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZfFz4iXvj9E/s200/rating_star.solid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8kmWdUuI/AAAAAAAAABg/NfjyhVm8igM/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235923378750968546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8kmWdUuI/AAAAAAAAABg/NfjyhVm8igM/s200/rating_star.solid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8xMNxHcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iN7GZYi5OYs/s1600-h/rating_star.solid"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235923595073494466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm8xMNxHcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iN7GZYi5OYs/s200/rating_star.solid" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link to The Ravenmocker by Teri Adkins" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=863" rel="bookmark"&gt;The Ravenmocker by Teri Adkins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review by Becky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Categories: &lt;a title="View all posts in Book Reviews" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=3" rel="category"&gt;Book Reviews&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="View all posts in Ghosts" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=135" rel="category"&gt;Ghosts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="View all posts in Magic" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=65" rel="category"&gt;Magic&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="View all posts in Psychics" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=427" rel="category"&gt;Psychics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="View all posts in e-books" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=93" rel="category"&gt;e-books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newconceptspublishing.com/theravenmocker.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A murderer is on the loose in Memphis and he is one that homicide detective Tala Crockett has seen before. Only problem is that Tala’s father, also a cop, killed him over twenty years ago and Tala is sure that her father got the right guy. Her mother was the last victim of the original killer, Robert Simon, and she witnessed her father shooting him as Simon prepared to cut out Tala’s mother’s heart. So how is it possible that two women have been killed in exactly the same manner as the victims from back then? Tala will use her abilities as a &lt;a title="read other reviews with psychics here" href="http://bittenbybooks.com/?cat=427" target="_blank"&gt;sensitive&lt;/a&gt; and find out if it is the last thing she does. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paired with Nick Ryan, a detective from the major case squad and former lover, Tala is reluctant to reveal her ability to him. She knows though that if they are to catch this latest version of the past killer, they will have to be honest and trust each other. But considering that she walked out on their relationship without a word over six months ago, trust could be in short supply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they dig deeper into the murders both past and present, Tala gradually explains to Nick about her abilities and the connection the murders seem to have to legends and beliefs from her Native American heritage. A sort of boogey man, the Ravenmocker is an evil that steals souls from the dying and, as Tala discovers, more real than scary fairy tale. Still, he has a human… partner if you will, and that person is somehow connected to the original murders. When Nick and Tala finally figure out the connection, it will take more than they think possible to catch the killer and banish the Ravenmocker. Are they willing to make the sacrifice necessary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a title="Buy The Ravenmocker Here" href="http://www.newconceptspublishing.com/theravenmocker.htm" target="_blank"&gt;The Ravenmocker&lt;/a&gt; had me completely captivated from the first page till the end. Mysteries and police thrillers are genres that I cut my teeth on before discovering the world of paranormal. When I find books that include all of these areas, and good ones at that, it is a great thrill. The details of the legends involved in the plot were so incredibly descriptive that I was easily able to picture everything in my head as I read. The only complaints I have are that the story was, at sixty-nine pages, entirely too short and there is no confirmation that this is the start of a series. I sincerely hope that &lt;a title="Visit Teri Adkins Website Here" href="http://www.teriadkins.bravehost.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Ms. Adkins&lt;/a&gt; has a lot more in store for these characters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Book Stats:e-book, digital format&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Publisher: New Concepts Publishing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Length: Novella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISBN: 978-1-60394-199-0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-6582311978110982451?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6582311978110982451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=6582311978110982451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/6582311978110982451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/6582311978110982451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-reviews-are-in.html' title='First Reviews are in!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/SKm9GMc574I/AAAAAAAAACA/sDJZAQjAHBU/s72-c/rating_star.solid' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-8911879302308452879</id><published>2008-01-06T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T12:30:09.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ravenmocker Cover is in!</title><content type='html'>Kat Richards is the artist, and as ususal, NCP has done a wonderful job on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/R4E5hQ2HvhI/AAAAAAAAABA/pfKUOTTHTBw/s1600-h/ravenmocker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152462692308991506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/R4E5hQ2HvhI/AAAAAAAAABA/pfKUOTTHTBw/s320/ravenmocker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cover art by Kat Richards&lt;br /&gt;(c) copyright 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-8911879302308452879?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8911879302308452879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=8911879302308452879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8911879302308452879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8911879302308452879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2008/01/ravenmocker-cover-is-in.html' title='The Ravenmocker Cover is in!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/R4E5hQ2HvhI/AAAAAAAAABA/pfKUOTTHTBw/s72-c/ravenmocker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-7462276724128041979</id><published>2007-11-21T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T08:48:46.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>I’ve been a lax on blogging lately, but I’m hoping to do better in the future. The Ravenmocker is due out mid December and I’ll post the cover here when I receive it. My writing is going slow, with real life interfering every chance it gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday. I’ll be cooking this year and hoping all the family gets to come. Right now I’m at work (the paying job) waiting on quitting time. Hubby and oldest son are home, hopefully making the house presentable. (After the teenage party we had this weekend for the oldest’s 14th birthday, it’ll take a lot). The little one is sick, though its likely just a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for me. I’ll write more when time allows. Until then, remember to take time to pamper yourself. If you don’t, who will?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-7462276724128041979?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7462276724128041979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=7462276724128041979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/7462276724128041979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/7462276724128041979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-8883233021071380534</id><published>2007-08-20T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:21:01.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend...</title><content type='html'>We went rafting this weekend with friends at Spring River in Arkansas. Nothing too extreme since we took the little ones, but still a lot of fun. It was one of those strange weekends where every thing went really well or really to hell. We had plenty of both. Being with good friends and a day spent going down the river made up for the bad, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a few valuable lessons. One, never get separated from the mosquito spray after dark on a river. I swear my legs look like I have a bad case of measles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, don’t get in a kayak with your 13 year old son when it’s the first time in a kayak for both of you. (Especially when that 13 year old knows ALL) One of us was going in head first and being the mother I felt it should be me. It was well worth it, given the scare it gave hubby since he’s the one who put said 13 year old in the boat with me. (I had been happily tucked safely in the big old raft until he decided I needed more excitement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three, it is possible for your toenails to hurt. Every muscle in my body is reminding me of exactly how old I am. Trust me, that’s a lot of years to be reminded of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure there were more lessons I learned, but sitting here at work those are the ones that stick out sorely in my mind and body. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great! We’re all planning to squeeze in another trip before summer’s gone and I can’t wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-8883233021071380534?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8883233021071380534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=8883233021071380534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8883233021071380534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8883233021071380534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-went-rafting-this-weekend-with.html' title='The Weekend...'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-9046055933261224641</id><published>2007-08-14T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:46:01.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In ...</title><content type='html'>The temperature in Memphis today is supposed to reach 106. Yesterday we set a new date record at 105. Folks, its just hot here. Air quality is code orange. The AC at work shows 85—that’s the highest on the thermostat—and my asthma is acting up. (wonder why?) The poison ivy I’ve acquired is driving me nuts and I think a spider bit my ankle. (No rotting flesh so I think it wasn’t poison) Oh yeah, I get to have a filling replaced at the dentist in the morning, school started yesterday (and I’ve been late for work since) and my boxer shredded my new comforter last night.  I think she’s having PMS like me. And did I mention I turned 40 last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly enough, I’ve actually gotten some writing done today. I’ve been a bit of a slacker lately, I’ll admit. I’m working on the last chapter of Malcolm’s story and I’m kicking around a title to see how it works out.  Flesh and Blood. It seems to fit the story extremely well so for now I’m going with it.  It’ll likely change later, but we’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for now, I’m going back to the story while its actually flowing for me so I’ll check in later. Keep cool and pray for autumn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-9046055933261224641?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/9046055933261224641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=9046055933261224641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/9046055933261224641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/9046055933261224641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/checking-in.html' title='Checking In ...'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-738368867811298998</id><published>2007-08-08T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:46:53.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemochromatosis (Iron Overload)</title><content type='html'>Below was taken from the CDC &lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncbddd/hemochromatosis/"&gt;http://www.cdc.gov/ncbddd/hemochromatosis/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hemochromatosis occurs when the body absorbs too much iron from foods (and other sources such as vitamins containing iron). This disease causes extra iron to gradually build up in the body’s tissues and organs, a term called iron overload. If this iron buildup is untreated, it can, over many years, damage the body’s organs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although hemochromatosis can have other causes, in the United States the disease is usually caused by a genetic disorder. A person who inherits the defective gene from both parents may develop hemochromatosis. The genetic defect of hemochromatosis is present at birth, but symptoms rarely appear before adulthood. Because one inherits genes from his or her parents, this type of the disease is also called hereditary hemochromatosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early indications of hemochromatosis include the following symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue (feeling very tired)&lt;br /&gt;Weakness&lt;br /&gt;Weight loss&lt;br /&gt;Abdominal pain&lt;br /&gt;Joint pain&lt;br /&gt;Because these symptoms also occur with other diseases, hemochromatosis can be difficult to diagnose in its early stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iron overload associated with hemochromatosis can be detected through two blood tests. The tests measure how much iron is in the body. You can have these tests done in your doctor’s office. If hemochromatosis is detected early, treatment can slow its progress and prevent serious problems. However, if the disease is not detected and treated early, it can cause more serious problems. These problems include arthritis, heart problems, and liver problems (such as cirrhosis and liver cancer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment consists of periodically taking blood from the arm, much like giving blood. (phlebotomy) The treatment is safe and effective. Patients can expect a normal life span if they start treatment before organ damage has begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few links I found helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.irondisorders.org/Forms/diet.All.3.05.pdf"&gt;http://www.irondisorders.org/Forms/diet.All.3.05.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/ncbddd/hemochromatosis/training/pdf/phlebotomy_info.pdf"&gt;http://www.cdc.gov/ncbddd/hemochromatosis/training/pdf/phlebotomy_info.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-738368867811298998?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/738368867811298998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=738368867811298998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/738368867811298998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/738368867811298998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/08/hemochromatosis-iron-overload.html' title='Hemochromatosis (Iron Overload)'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-827096909866345267</id><published>2007-07-17T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T13:09:39.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Loss of an Icon</title><content type='html'>I was saddened to learn that Kathleen Woodiwiss passed away recently. For those of you who don’t know her, she WAS romance novels in the late seventies and eighties. The Wolf and the Dove, The Flame and the Flower, just to name a few. I’ve read them all and still have them on my keeper shelf. They were my mother’s romance novels and what my generation cut their teeth on. They’ve been dogged for years, called bodice rippers and worse, but for those of us who grew up reading them they were much more. Her characters were always strong, stood up for themselves (eventually) and were easy to fall in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Woodiwiss and authors like her ignored the lack of respect given to the romance genre and wrote for themselves and for us, the fans. The genre has evolved, changed with the times, but you can still pick up one of her books and fall in love all over again. She inspired a new generation of authors and fans and she will be sorely missed. My condolences to the family of Kathleen Woodiwiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-827096909866345267?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/827096909866345267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=827096909866345267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/827096909866345267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/827096909866345267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/loss-of-icon.html' title='The Loss of an Icon'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-8415704596815191171</id><published>2007-07-03T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T07:56:34.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>When I was eleven, I ended up in the read-a-thon in elementary school. (I know, big shocker that I was a book worm) The gig was a dream come true for me.  Five days in the school library to read as many books as possible. Whoever read the most books won. While the other kids were stuck in their classrooms doing Math and English, I was curled up in a big blue butterfly chair with a good book. I went through the entire set of Nancy Drew and most of the Hardy Boys that week, just to name a few. I didn’t win, but it still stands out as one of the greatest weeks of my childhood. (Okay, that wasn’t nearly as pathetic as it sounded)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back I ran across a blue butterfly chair that was exactly like the one in school. My son likes to read (he makes me so proud…sniff, sniff) and I thought he could curl up in that chair and get as much pleasure from it as I had at his age. He had his own ideas. So guess who ended up with the chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday when I decided I had earned a book break, I curled up in that chair for old time sake. Several hours later I was finished with a great book, unable to stand erect, and cursing my sentimental side. Those cloth chairs that once cradled a skinny little kid of eleven just don’t work for a grown woman UNDER 40. My back ached, my neck had a crick and my feet were numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here’s my point. I think memories are there to provide you with a second of happiness, bring back that small smile when you really need it, and make you feel like a kid again. Those moments can’t be recreated and the years have likely sweetened them anyway. I mean lets face it, nothing from your childhood is as good as you remember. (Okay, ice cream, but that’s the exception. Oh, and chocolate, but that’s it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s the 4th of July. My hubby has to work, so we’ve been low key this year. I mean its hard to have fun and make plans when I know he’ll be miserable all day. But my boys are still young, and they have a lifetime of memories to store up. So I’ll come up with something fun for them to do, and we’ll end up having a great time.&lt;br /&gt; Hope you’ll be making a few memories with your own family.  Happy 4th everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-8415704596815191171?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8415704596815191171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=8415704596815191171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8415704596815191171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8415704596815191171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-8927985951191937631</id><published>2007-06-12T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:45:03.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>My baby started pre-school yesterday. Okay, he's four and hasn't qualified as a baby in a while, but he's stuck with the title, likely for life. Last night he was so excited giving me all the details. Lots of other kids, awesome playground with three slides. This morning when I dropped him off his little lip started moving, his eyes  grew big and he kept saying he was going to miss me. I knew the signs. After a dozen hugs, we made it through without embarrassing mom (raccoon eyes at work are so NOT attractive and I forgot the waterproof mascara) but I feel a little beat up as a result. He's probably forgotten all about me as he slides down that awesome slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school has internet camera's and I should be set up this afternoon. I'm not sure if that'll make it better or worse, but I'm anxious to see him. You'd think I'd be used to this, having been through it with my teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know the best thing for a mother in this situation. Chocolate. I'll be cheating on my diet today, likely all week. I'm not even going to give myself a hard time over it. It's not only planned, its expected. Part of the whole motherhood thing. Wait until he starts kindergarten next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-8927985951191937631?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8927985951191937631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=8927985951191937631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8927985951191937631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/8927985951191937631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/06/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-4340022596566048751</id><published>2007-05-14T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:49:51.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>Congratulations to all of the winners in the Scavenger hunt. The response was great and everyone had a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've quit smoking. Officially, I quit on January 21st, but I wanted to make sure it stuck this time before mentioning it. I tried a new drug on the market called Chantix. Several friends recommended it and it worked for me. It didnt work for my husband. Stopping is an individual thing and what works for one doesnt work for another. He'll keep trying until he finds his own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four year old is covered head to toe in poison ivy. Poor thing, seems he takes after me on that one. Hubby can roll in it, oldest son is a little allergic, but I can catch it if its burned in another state. Seems the little one is gonna have the same problem. He has passed it on to me, across my neck and on one cheek. Seems one of his little hugs left a mark. Definately well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's it for now, I'll check in again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-4340022596566048751?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4340022596566048751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=4340022596566048751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/4340022596566048751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/4340022596566048751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-3351690003004996721</id><published>2007-04-17T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T12:04:39.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Scavenger Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RiUaM1yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-mGb1zZ38g/s1600-h/spring+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054474964693809250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RiUaM1yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-mGb1zZ38g/s320/spring+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In celebration of spring and to show our appreciation for our readers, New Concepts authors are holding a Spring Scavenger Hunt exclusively for members of the New Concepts Readers and Authors Yahoo group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a member of the group? Click here to join:&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/new_concepts_pub/join"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/new_concepts_pub/join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perks of membership include advance excerpts, members only contests, announcement of new titles, and one-on-one contact with authors. The details of the Spring Scavenger Hunt will be announced April 15th on the NCP Readers and Authors group. The last date for entry is April 30th. There will be SIX fabulous prize packages awarded. Each package will contain numerous goodies, including several NCP books. A sneak peek of the goodies included in the prize packages will soon be posted to the NCP loop.&lt;br /&gt;Please come and join in the fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-3351690003004996721?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3351690003004996721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=3351690003004996721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/3351690003004996721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/3351690003004996721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-scavenger-hunt.html' title='Spring Scavenger Hunt'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RiUaM1yt-GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/W-mGb1zZ38g/s72-c/spring+flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-4977297007839230352</id><published>2007-03-28T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T07:29:07.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagers -</title><content type='html'>My oldest son is thirteen. Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-4977297007839230352?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4977297007839230352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=4977297007839230352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/4977297007839230352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/4977297007839230352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/03/teenagers.html' title='Teenagers -'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-398897308626177707</id><published>2007-03-27T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T06:23:47.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaguar Moon Wins the Darrell Award!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/Rgkat13f0pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8N8BjFGLsWk/s1600-h/Novella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046594232301638290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/Rgkat13f0pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8N8BjFGLsWk/s320/Novella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Mid-South Science Fiction and Fantasy Association awarded &lt;em&gt;Jaguar Moon - Scent of a Mate&lt;/em&gt; the 2007 Darrell Award for Best Midsouth Novella. The award was presented at MidSouthCon this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-398897308626177707?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/398897308626177707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=398897308626177707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/398897308626177707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/398897308626177707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/03/jaguar-moon-wins-darrell-award.html' title='Jaguar Moon Wins the Darrell Award!!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/Rgkat13f0pI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8N8BjFGLsWk/s72-c/Novella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-3721281282048364515</id><published>2007-03-20T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:15:45.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darrell Award Finalist</title><content type='html'>Jaguar Moon is a finalist in the 2007 Darrell Awards. Winners will be announced March 24th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-3721281282048364515?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3721281282048364515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=3721281282048364515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/3721281282048364515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/3721281282048364515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/03/darrell-award-finalist.html' title='Darrell Award Finalist'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-626590043828061873</id><published>2007-03-12T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:43:17.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>It’s nearly that time again. To a lot of people, spring represents warm days, blooming flowers and rebirth. A time when the gray days turn bright and full of life. Spring cleaning, yard work, getting everything in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, chirping birds and buttercups seem to bring a sort of craziness in me. I’m like the energizer bunny on speed. Last weekend I redecorated my main bath. Daffodil yellow--guess I was just a little too happy to see them blooming this year. Three coats later and I’ve found a color I can live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend I spring cleaned my house, or at least the downstairs. It started Friday night in the kitchen. I was going to clean out the refrig. Then came the small freezer, but that left the big one so I cleaned it out. Then one cabinet, which led to another and well you get the picture. By two a.m. my kitchen was perfect and I passed out in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came Saturday morning. One cup of coffee and I was dusting the china cabinet. I blew through the rooms, cleaning out closets, toys, clothes. I threw out the toddler bed, put up a twin. By midnight I was exhausted but thought I had finally gotten it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my butt out of bed Sunday morning, my rarely used muscles screaming. A pot of coffee later and I was in my bedroom tossing things out like a mad woman. My car no longer fits in the garage, my husband and kids fear me and I still haven’t made it upstairs. Or to the attic. And the garage is definitely begging for it. Then there’s my car that needs cleaning, leaves that need raking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I have three stories that are sitting on the verge of completion, begging to be finished. It’s all a little overwhelming. Spring officially arrives next week, I’m just hoping I make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-626590043828061873?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/626590043828061873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=626590043828061873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/626590043828061873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/626590043828061873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-fever.html' title='Spring Fever'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-2031539302423618250</id><published>2007-02-05T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:02:54.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Daisy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RceL7yliGII/AAAAAAAAAAM/ym77JNNdd8c/s1600-h/daisey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028141368290187394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RceL7yliGII/AAAAAAAAAAM/ym77JNNdd8c/s320/daisey.jpg" width="283" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the newest member of the family, a ten month old boxer. She came from the animal shelter, as an owner turnover. Her name is Daisy and she's a sweet as they come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She also came with a bad case of kennel cough, but she's recovering nicely. She passed it on to our other boxer even though he'd been vacinated, but he's not holding that against her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of her and Leo, he's completely crazy about her. Looks like I'm no longer the only female in the house. We're taking turns being boss, but I'll admit she's a natural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RceNMCliGJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BHMRxWj7ttA/s1600-h/leo-daisey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028142746974689426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RceNMCliGJI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BHMRxWj7ttA/s320/leo-daisey.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-2031539302423618250?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2031539302423618250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=2031539302423618250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/2031539302423618250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/2031539302423618250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/02/meet-daisy.html' title='Meet Daisy!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JX5CU4yI0dY/RceL7yliGII/AAAAAAAAAAM/ym77JNNdd8c/s72-c/daisey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116984856976532559</id><published>2007-01-26T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:56:09.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3 on Fictionwise!</title><content type='html'>Jaguar Moon - Scent of a Mate is #3 at Fictionwise top sellers. Check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fictionwise.com/servlet/mw;jsessionid=NVS8MVT-PtLcgOOEN1ODq5N4sBc?a=rewrite&amp;url=/topstories.htm"&gt;http://www.fictionwise.com/servlet/mw;jsessionid=NVS8MVT-PtLcgOOEN1ODq5N4sBc?a=rewrite&amp;amp;url=/topstories.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116984856976532559?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116984856976532559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116984856976532559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116984856976532559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116984856976532559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/01/3-on-fictionwise.html' title='#3 on Fictionwise!'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116844284637804714</id><published>2007-01-10T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T07:27:26.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up in the new year</title><content type='html'>Just checking in for a quick update. With the holiday's done everyone seems to be busy starting their new year off. It's a good time to complete those unfinished projects you've ignored lately. And that's exactly what I'm doing. I have just completed the edits on The Ravenmocker, and I'll give it one more read through before I ship it off to my editor. Here's hoping she likes it. I'll post a blurb on my website in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm's story is going well, with a few surprises even to me. I love it when a story takes on a life of its own, which is exactly what this one is doing. A few minor adjustments and we'll be headed for the finish line. I'm hoping to have this one done in the next month or so. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone enjoyed their holidays and here's to a wonderful new year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116844284637804714?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116844284637804714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116844284637804714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116844284637804714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116844284637804714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2007/01/catching-up-in-new-year.html' title='Catching up in the new year'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116499240732339495</id><published>2006-12-01T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T09:00:07.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Interview at The Romance Studio</title><content type='html'>My first interview is up at The Romance Studio Blue. Holly did a wonderful job and I really had a great time. If you have a minute, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theromancestudio.com/blue/who5.php"&gt;http://www.theromancestudio.com/blue/who5.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116499240732339495?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116499240732339495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116499240732339495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116499240732339495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116499240732339495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-interview-at-romance-studio.html' title='New Interview at The Romance Studio'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116499082921473390</id><published>2006-12-01T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T08:33:49.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Angels from Fallen Angel Reviews</title><content type='html'>Here's a review from Lisa at Fallen Angel Reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar Moon: Scent of a Mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miakoda is a Nahual; she has the ability to walk as a cat or a human. She is a descendant of the Mayans and the gods. She is also a Leguar; half Leopard, half Jaguar. She was banished for what they called her tainted blood. Devante is prince of the Jaguars. To be able to rule he must marry someone who carries the blood of the Jaguar Moon. Miakoda is the only person who carries this blood. Not only does he need to marry her but also needs her help with the other hybrids to defeat the evil responsible for the existence of the hybrids. To accomplish this Devante must overcome not only her reluctance to have anything to do with the people who banished her and her parents but he also has to stop someone from killing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar Moon: Scent of a Mate has a wonderful, exciting plot that will grab you from the beginning. This story is full of suspense, action, and drama that give the book an intensity that will knock your socks off. The supporting characters were used to add dimension to the story. Teri Adkins was able to make the story come alive as I read it. I felt like I was there experiencing everything. I enjoyed following Miakoda and Devante as they tried to overcome all the obstacles and their differences to fall in love and have a good marriage. The sex scenes were well written and enjoyable to read. Teri Adkins wrote a romance with a dark undertone that is not only entertaining but also wonderful and exciting to read. I enjoy every minute of Jaguar Moon: Scent of a Mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fallenangelreviews.com/2006/November/Lisa-JaguarMoon_ScentOfAMate.htm"&gt;Reviewed by: Lisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116499082921473390?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116499082921473390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116499082921473390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116499082921473390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116499082921473390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/12/five-angels-from-fallen-angel-reviews.html' title='Five Angels from Fallen Angel Reviews'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116490266214520672</id><published>2006-11-30T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:04:22.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Quills for Jaguar Moon on Novelspot</title><content type='html'>Posted by Morgan Wyatt at Novelspot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A good man is hard to find” is a phrase often quoted by females on the prowl. A really good man is even harder to find when you’re not totally human. Perhaps when the moon is full and the breeze is right, you turn into an animal—not the party kind. The chances of picking up a shape-shifter at the local sports bar are remote. So how does a half jaguar, half-leopard, 100% female meet an appropriate mate? Author Teri Adkins answers that question in her new book, Jaguar Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miakoda appears to be a beautiful woman with her golden skin and ebony curls. Aware of her ability to shift shape into a leguar, she decides to devote herself to saving the vanishing jaguar in an animal preserve in Belize. As a trained, compassionate healer, she is making strides in rescuing the jaguar—though not as much as she would like. Living among the animals only seems to highlight her sense of aloneness. Everyone seems to have a mate, except her. Her loneliness makes her vulnerable to the appearance of a mysterious leguar in her preserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devante, prince of the jaguars, watches his chosen queen approach the rogue leguar. Ethan, his friend and fellow shape shifter, brought him news of the exotic female shape shifter. It doesn’t take more than a second for Devante to realize he is looking at his mate, especially since he has already seen her in his mind. It is time for him to choose a mate, a queen, to help lead the jaguar people. Unfortunately, his chosen mate is circling an angry leguar intent on attack. Ethan and Devante watch the graceful battle, looking for an opening. When the rogue leguar strikes his queen, Devante’s only goal is to wipe out the creature that would dare attack Miakoda. His prey escapes when the rogue leguar turns into a bird and flies away. What type of creature could it be? All the shape shifters he is familiar with change into only one creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as Miakoda is scented, all thoughts of the rogue leguar disappear. His new mission is to mate with Miakoda and make her his queen. It should be a simple thing since jaguars are known for their sensuality. A powerful jaguar in the leguar’s clinic is unusual, but when Devante reveals his muscular, sun-kissed blonde, nude form, Miakoda is surprised, and pleasantly so. Controlled by her human side, she doesn’t fall into the prince’s arms as he hopes. Devante’s life is suddenly complicated by a courting dance, a rogue shape shifter who may not be what he seems, and then there’s the council—who believes Miakoda is the traditional sacrifice to insure the continuation of the tribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters in Jaguar Moon are no cardboard cutouts. Being fully human and fully animal with a range of instincts and feelings for both sides—is much more than simply being well rounded. It is intriguing how Devante, Miakoda, and Ethan transition seamlessly from human to animal form. Devante combines the right amount of confidence and dominance as jaguar and prince. Miakoda is the quintessential strong, independent woman. Ethan is fully fleshed out as the loyal, intelligent friend. They are all very sympathetic characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaguar Moon is exactly what a book should be: a pleasure to read. It is not the same old boy meets girl story. Far from it. When you feel like taking a walk on the wild side, reach for Teri Adkins’ Jaguar Moon. You won’t be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reviewed by Morgan Wyatt© September 2006&lt;br /&gt;Check out the review for Jaguar Moon &lt;a href="http://www.novelspot.net/node/1371"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116490266214520672?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116490266214520672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116490266214520672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116490266214520672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116490266214520672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/11/9-quills-for-jaguar-moon-on-novelspot.html' title='9 Quills for Jaguar Moon on Novelspot'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116336983608887448</id><published>2006-11-12T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T14:20:40.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scavenger Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.romancejunkies.com/RJNovScavengerHunt.html"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/2037/320/1360236037_l%5B1%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romancejunkies.com/RJNovScavengerHunt.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fellow NCP author Michelle Pillow is running a scavenger hunt hosted by Romance Junkies. Click on the image to the left to play. Great chance to win prizes from over 60 authors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So follow the link to play, have fun and good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116336983608887448?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116336983608887448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116336983608887448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116336983608887448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116336983608887448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/11/scavenger-hunt.html' title='Scavenger Hunt'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116242763829128525</id><published>2006-11-01T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T16:35:05.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaguar Moon - New Review from Romance Reviews Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/2037/1600/jaguarmoonSM.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="278" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/2037/320/jaguarmoonSM.5.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devante is the prince of his people, the Jaguar, a race of shape shifters descended from ancient Mayans. The Jaguar king and queen are dead, and it’s time for him to take his throne. To do that, he needs to join his Jaguar Sun line with the line of the Jaguar Moon, the only problem is that Miakoda is the last woman remaining of that line and she’s a hybrid, a forbidden blend of Jaguar and Leopard. His father personally cast out Miakoda and her parents, and she’s highly unlikely to forgive the slur. Devante has been planning to give her time to settle into the Wildlife Sanctuary and then he will reveal himself to her and ask her to be his mate. But time has run out; his visions show Miakoda’s death, and Devante can no longer wait to claim his Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miakoda is lonely; since her parents' deaths there has been no one to talk to, no one whom she can share her true self with. Because she's a Leguar, none of the Nahual, the shape shifter races, are willing to associate with her. The king of the Jaguar made that quite clear; she can still remember her mother’s despair when the Nahual Council turned her family away. Convincing herself that she doesn’t yearn for their acceptance and company is, even now, difficult at times. After Devante saves her from a shifter attack, Miakoda is both grateful and annoyed. How dare he interfere in her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devante reveals to Miakoda that her parents were not a love match. During the Great War between the shifters and the vampires, Sinock, a breeder, assured the Nahual council that hybrids would be stronger and better able to defeat the vampires. The council voted to allow the inter-breeding, and the results weren’t what Sinock promised. Many of the hybrids were deformed or became psychotic, the perils of mixing basic natures that don’t agree. For example, a lion who needs a pride, and a tiger who prefers to be solitary. Sinock was banned and took his revenge by kidnapping Miakoda’s parents, the heirs to their respective thrones, and forcing them to breed. They weren’t the love match Miakoda believed they were. Fast forward to today, hybrids are disappearing and going rogue at alarming rates. The council has made the decision to bring the hybrids back into the Nahual fold, and they need a representative; who better than a queen who is, herself, a hybrid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In SCENT OF A MATE, we are introduced to the Nahual, a fascinating people: wolves and jaguar, bear and leopard, many races with differing perspectives on life. Devante understands his obligation; he must represent the Jaguar on the council, and if that means mating with a hybrid, so be it. Once he meets Miakoda, he realizes that it isn’t such a bad thing to mate with her. She’s brave and loyal, strong and sexy, a mate to be treasured, not tolerated. Miakoda can’t stand the thought that her parents were denied their rightful places in life because of her. Hearing about their history only makes her hate the council more than she already does, but she also feels the pull to help the hybrids. How can she resist the urge to help those who are like her? Being the queen of the Jaguar is not a position she yearns for, but if it will help her people, it must be done. Time spent with Devante reveals his noble and caring personality; perhaps being mated to the sexy Jaguar won’t be something she does just to help her fellow hybrids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary characters are many, and I look forward to reading more about them in future Jaguar Moon books. Ethan is Devante’s friend and fellow Jaguar. Manus, king of the Leopards and Mia’s uncle, makes it clear that Mia is under his protection. Biorn, Ulfric, and other members of the council offer their opinions even when they’re not requested. Many other members of the Jaguar clan, as well as several hybrids, add to this wonderful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENT OF A MATE has all the requisites of a truly superior book: danger and romance, a tightly written storyline, and characters who all are unique and interesting in their own right, as well as realistic dialogue and a setting that is both unusual and well described. Don’t miss the first in the Jaguar Moon series, a true keeper. SCENT OF A MATE deserves a place in your library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://romrevtoday.com/Paranormal%20Romance%20Reviews/scent_of_a_mate_11-1-06.htm"&gt;Romance Reviews Today&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lori Ann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116242763829128525?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116242763829128525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116242763829128525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116242763829128525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116242763829128525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/11/jaguar-moon-new-review-from-romance.html' title='Jaguar Moon - New Review from Romance Reviews Today'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116221676820558324</id><published>2006-10-30T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:59:28.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Steps</title><content type='html'>October has always been my favorite time of year. It was my daddy’s favorite as well. We lost him three years ago and to be honest I’ve dreaded autumn every since. Too much pain to enjoy the beauty when he wasn’t here to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took a story I was working on out to the deck, more to find silence than to enjoy the day.  The weather was nice and I ended up watching a hawk perched on the fence for several minutes. Then I noticed the beautiful yellow, orange and burgundy color of the trees. The slight breeze had the leaves falling like a rain shower to the ground, creating a carpet of color. It was breathtaking, and I thought how daddy would have loved it. But this time thinking of him didn’t bring tears, but a smile instead. I ended up enjoying the day but got little editing done. It was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t until this morning, on my way to work, that I realized what had happened. I had passed a milestone. I guess time really does dull the sharp edge of pain. I know there are a lot of painful times ahead, they can’t be helped when you lose someone so important in your life. But for now I’m content to enjoy what I’ve been given. I’m tired of the tears when I think about him. I want to smile, to celebrate his life. To have his memory bring happiness, not pain. I think it’ll happen. Eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Halloween everyone, get out and enjoy this time of year. Take time to watch the leaves put on a show of color, carve a pumpkin, or just sit outside and enjoy the cool weather. We move through life fast, and sometimes we forget to stop and enjoy it. Here’s a reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116221676820558324?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116221676820558324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116221676820558324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116221676820558324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116221676820558324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/10/small-steps.html' title='Small Steps'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20349893.post-116026207581121542</id><published>2006-10-07T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T16:01:15.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Reviews for Jaguar Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/2037/1600/jaguarmoonSM.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1858/2037/320/jaguarmoonSM.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angel at Romance Junkies...Blue Ribbon Rating: 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAGUAR MOON is an interesting tale that will hold the reader enthralled until the last page.  Delving into the mystery of the Jaguar people and finding out more about them will keep the reader turning the pages.  Devante is sexy and a major hunk with a sensitive side that comes out when dealing with his people.  Miakoda is a courageous character that has to overcome the past in order to move forward, but she’s brave enough to do it.  Explosive love scenes leave you breathless in anticipation of the next encounter.  Teri Adkins is a creative writer and I only hope that this is the first in a series about the Jaguar people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Romance Junkies Reviewer: &lt;a href="mailto:angelbrewer@romancejunkies.com"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://208.109.92.234/artman/publish/article_6714.shtml"&gt;http://208.109.92.234/artman/publish/article_6714.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20349893-116026207581121542?l=teriadkins.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/feeds/116026207581121542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20349893&amp;postID=116026207581121542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116026207581121542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20349893/posts/default/116026207581121542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teriadkins.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-reviews-for-jaguar-moon.html' title='More Reviews for Jaguar Moon'/><author><name>Teri Adkins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01451255583323842065</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03348612961945295778'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>