google gmail users…beware

I don’t normally reblog posts, but this one I felt was important. As a writer I use Gmail to send my manuscript back and forth to my editors, and the way I read this new google policy it seems that google is claiming that anything they find in my email (sent, received, stored, etc.) they have free rights to. I DON’T LIKE THAT ONE BIT!!! Does that mean I need to delete all my book content from my Gmail account? Should I worry that my manuscripts can be stolen and published under the name of someone else… someone that works at google that just happens to see them?

This post was eye-opening, and has got me thinking that maybe, just maybe, leaving google… and Gmail… is the right option.

Before I do anything drastic… what are your thoughts? Am I going too far or do you agree?

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While perusing another blogger’s site, I came across this information which might be of importance to Google Gmail users.

On Tuesday Google updated its privacy policies to make it absolutely clear that it is scanning your email.


It added these sentences:

Our automated systems analyze your content (including emails) to provide you personally relevant product features, such as customized search results, tailored advertising, and spam and malware detection. This analysis occurs as the content is sent, received, and when it is stored.

It also tweaked a few sentences that warn that all the stuff you upload to Google is considered fair game. (Google included the editing marks, to show you exactly which words it changed):

When you upload,or otherwise submit, store, send or receive content to or through our Services, you give Google (and those we work with) a worldwide license to use, host, store, reproduce, modify…

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47 Days of Inspiration!!! 4.20.14


What I promised to do for Lent: I promised myself to celebrate Lent through inspiration. My plan was to post (via Facebook and Twitter) a daily inspirational quote. Something that means something to me or has touched my heart, in the hopes that I could maybe touch someone else’s heart too.

Did I do it?

Well, here is a list of the daily inspirational quotes I selected:

  1. Wed. March 5th: A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
  2. Thur. March 6th: It is our duty to love the unloved, help the helpless, and bring hope to the hopeless. ~ Anthony Douglas Williams
  3. Fri. March 7th: Things turn out best for the people that make the best of the way things turn out!
  4. Sat. March 8th: You can do anything as long as you can dream it.
  5. Sun. March 9th: You’ve only got three choices in life: Give up, Give in, or Give it all you’ve got!
  6. Mon. March 10th: Books are uniquely portable magic. ~ Stephen King
  7. Tue. March 11th: May your search through nature lead you to yourself.
  8. Wed. March 12th: If you wait for perfect conditions, you’ll never get anything done.
  9. Thur. March 13th: Nobody cares if you can’t dance well, just get up and dance!
  10. Fri. March 14th: Life changes come when we receive life with thanks and ask for nothing to change. ~ Ann Voskamp
  11. Sat. March 15th: Live more, complain less, have more smiles, less stress, less hate, and become more blessed.
  12. Sun. March 16th: Don’t let someone who gave up on their dreams talk you out of yours.
  13. Mon. March 17th: As you waste your breath complaining about life, someone out there is breathing their last. Appreciate what you have.
  14. Tue. March 18th: The scariest moment is always just before you start. ~ Stephen King
  15. Wed. March 19th: Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn. ~ Benjamin Franklin
  16. Thur. March 20th: Once you’ve accepted your flaws no one can use them against you.
  17. Fri. March 21st: What we change inwardly will change our reality.
  18. Sat. March 22nd: Be the change you want to see in the world!
  19. Sun. March 23rd: There will always be fear, do it anyway. Let your courage inspire the world around you. ~ Steve Maraboli
  20. Mon. March 24th: At first they’ll ask you why you’re doing it. But, later they’ll ask you how you did it.
  21. Tue. March 25th: Sometimes you fall down, because there is something down there that you are supposed to find.
  22. Wed. March 26th: It always seems impossible until it’s done. ~ Nelson Mandela
  23. Thur. March 27th: If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or objects. ~ Albert Einstein
  24. Fri. March 28th: Trust the process.
  25. Sat. March 29th: Believing in yourself even when others don’t, is how you accomplish great things.
  26. Sun. March 30th: Never look down on anybody, unless you’re helping them up.
  27. Mon. March 31st: When you’re up, your friends know who you are. When you’re down, you know who your friends are.
  28. Tue. April 1st: The key to happiness is to find something you love to do, and then find a way to get paid to do it.
  29. Wed. April 2nd: Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.
  30. Thur. April 3rd: When everything is coming your way, you’re in the wrong lane.
  31. Fri. April 4th: Be thankful and count your blessings for what you have, rather than what you want.
  32. Sat. April 5th: Simply be the qualities you seek in others.
  33. Sun. April 6th: Whatever makes you feel bad, leave it. Whatever makes you smile, keep it.
  34. Mon. April 7th: Life is to short to worry about what others say or think about you. So, have fun and give them something to talk about.
  35. Tue. April 8th: I choose happiness, success, and abundance in my life.
  36. Wed. April 9th: Your feelings are your feelings, and you never have to apologize for how you feel!
  37. Thur. April 10th: Take time to do what makes your soul happy.
  38. Fri. April 11th: You are beautiful, talented, amazing and simply the best at being you! Never forget that.
  39. Sat. April 12th: Everything you want is on the other side of fear. ~ Jack Canfield
  40. Sun. April 13th: I would rather die of passion than of boredom. ~ Vincent Van Gogh
  41. Mon. April 14th: Do not get upset with people or situations, both are powerless without your reaction.
  42. Tue. April 15th: Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgment that something is more important than fear. ~ Princess Diaries
  43. Wed. April 16th: Let no one cage who you were born to be.
  44. Thur. April 17th: Birthdays are good for you, the more you have the longer you live.
  45. Fri. April 18th: Do not regret growing older. It is a privilege denied to many.
  46. Sat. April 19th: A bird in a cage is not even half a bird.
  47. EASTER SUNDAY, APRIL 20th: I don’t have time to worry about who doesn’t like me, I’m too busy loving the people who love me.

Behind Locked Doors: Looks Can Be Deceiving…


She sat alone at the end of the hotel bar. Her lips as red as blood sparkled as she licked off the last drop of her vodka martini – extra dry. She looked around the dimly lit room and her dark hair glistened under the blue lights. Her deep brown eyes focused on her potential mates. Tall… Short… Thin… Large… Balding… 

No one caught her eye. To the casual observer she would seem out-of-place in her skin-tight black dress and her thigh-high black boots. But she waited…

After about an hour as the bartender was bringing her last drink of the night she noticed a man seated at the opposite end of the bar. She hadn’t noticed him come in. It was as if he had appeared out of nowhere. Dressed in all black he stood out from the men and women around the room. His hair was perfect not a single piece out-of-place. His body was as tight as a board and she felt a strong desire to run her hands across his chest. 

Silently, she waited for the right moment, she watched him from the corner of her eye. His eyes seemed to glow with an amber fire. His chin was that of a statue chiseled from stone. Women approached him eager for his attention, but he brushed them aside uninterested in their flirtatious conversations, and their drunken seductions. Every now and then he glanced at the beauty at the other end of the bar.

She just looked back showing no emotion… no care… All the while inside her heart was pounding in her chest… A rush of life was flowing throughout her body… Excitement made her want to run to him… Desire kept her where she was. There was something different and new about him. The way he talked… The way he moved… The way the whole room seemed centered on his energy.

The bar was about to close and all but maybe a handful of patrons had gone off to their rooms to sleep. She slowly sipped the last drop from her glass and popped the olive into her mouth, licking her finger clean as she glanced again to the other end of the bar.

But he was gone… She didn’t know where… She hadn’t seen him move… And no one else seemed to have noticed. Disappointed she slipped down from her bar stool, and threw her wrap around her shoulders. 

Alone in the elevator she pressed the button for the penthouse suite, and as the doors closed she could feel someone slowly running their hand down her back. Scared and excited… She didn’t move. As he gently took her hand in his she turned to see his handsome face, and his amber eyes staring directly into hers. It felt like he was looking right through her and into her soul… Reading everything there was to know about her.

She took a step and closed the gap between them as he ran his fingers down her cheek and around the back of her neck. Her lips fell slightly open, she could almost taste him. He stopped the elevator as he pulled her body against his own. Every inch of her skin was tingling with excitement from his touch. Without warning he turned with her in his grasp… With her back against the wall and his body holding her in place she couldn’t move… Couldn’t scream – even if she had wanted to, but she didn’t.

His right hand slowly caressed her left thigh moving her dress up. He lifted her as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. She could feel his arousal as he touched her body. Warm and wet she wanted… Needed… Craved what she knew was about to happen. Then without warning his lips turned up and a wicked smile formed on this face unveiling fangs as white as snow and as sharp as blades.

She didn’t move, but smiled instead. And as quick as the lightning in the sky she pulled a sharp wooden stake out from under her dress where it had been strapped to the inside if her thigh all along. As he grabbed her neck and his teeth sank into her smooth flesh she plunged the stake through his back and deep into his heart. He drank from her… Trying to find a way to survive, yet knowing there was no chance.

His grip loosened and she slid her legs down and placed her feet back on the ground. His lifeless body slowly sank to the floor and turned to ash. She stood up casually wiped off her dress and pushed the penthouse button again. As the doors slowly opened she steps over his ashes and into the room. “It’s taken care of master. Anything else I can do for you?”

A tall muscular man more handsome than any mere human could dream to be, walked over to her and took her in his arms, “You have done well my dear. Now you must rest.” he kissed her softly on the hand and held her close as they disappeared deeper into the room. 

(c) Copyright – Nina Soden 2014

Behind Locked Doors: No Man Left Behind


The sky was dark… The water was cold… They were fully submerged near the end of the dock waiting for the right moment to make their attack. In silent mode he gave his orders through hand movements and signals they had practiced a thousand times.

But still a young, nervous, and over excited recruit moved to soon. Being the leader he quickly moved to stop him, but it was too late. The young boy had thrown himself into the hands of the enemy, and there was no way for them to save him now. They could only wait.

Moments later they could hear them feeding of the young recruit as he screamed in pain and fear. He had always preached ‘No man left behind’ to his unit, and today would be no different. He gave the order to strike, and twenty men dressed in black wet suits quickly scaled the end of the dock and appeared as if from nowhere before the hungry beasts.

They didn’t have time to think. They had to utilize their skills and training without question or doubt. He showed no fear, not allowing his men to see on his face what he was feeling inside – terror. In seconds he was on their leader. A quick slice of his blade and the zombie went down… Three more before his men even had a chance to react. Then five with the dagger he kept in a pocket on his right leg. Quickly the enemy dwindled.

When all was done his unit stood before him, tired and worn, but his focus was not on them. He went to that young recruit and holding him in his arms he looked deep into his eyes. They both knew what had to be done, for he had been infected, and soon would begin the change.

The young boy just nodded and closed his eyes. With a heavy heart and a firm grip he twisted his head snapping his neck. Everything went quiet.

April Spring Into Books Giveaway Blog Hop 4/7-4/14


Okay everyone… this is a first for me and I am SUPER EXCITED!!! What better way than a BOOK GIVEAWAY to discover great new books from the latest authors???

In the spirit of discovering new authors I want to discover new readers. I will be giving away one copy of each of my books…

So, if you would like to enter to win… please leave a comment below telling me:

  1. which book you would like to win: AWAKEN (book #1) or BEGINNINGS (book #2),
  2. why I should pick you as the winner, and
  3. your email address (so I can contact you directly if you win to get your mailing address).

To visit all the April Spring Into Books Giveaway Blog Hop participants join the Shelf Stacker Goodreads Group

Behind Locked Doors: Corpses Fed Off Of Corpses!

His unit stood there at attention as the Captain explained their next mission. Expressionless… Fearless… Determined… Brave… He knew that this fight was worth the losses they might have. For one life, to save thousands was acceptable. His life to save thousands was the least he could give.

An hour later they were suited up… sitting side by side… listening to the rattling of the C130… and preparing for the jump. The drop zone was a small clearing surrounded by trees on three sides and a river bed of rocks, fallen trees, and shallow water on the fourth. He had never made such a dangerous landing, but fear wasn’t something be believed in.

Standing in the door his heart began to race with exhilaration and excitement. He was ready! The light turned green and he stepped out without even a moment of hesitation. Within seconds he hit the ground… rolled onto his back… pulled the handles… and his chute was off. Thirty seconds later he had found cover in the thick tree-line.

They dug in and waited out the night. But before the sun could rise… THEY came! Like death in the night they creep through the trees seeking… hunting… feeding… By morning more than half of his unit was dead, and of the rest all but two had been infected. Like the dead themselves they feed off of the corpses of their fallen comrades.

Of the two still alive one was mutilated so badly it was only a matter of time before death took him. But he still remained. He stood tall ready for the fight to come. Until the inevitable end, he remained focused… determined… strong…


(c) Nina Soden 2014