*ahem* *pulls self together*

So, this happened.

Am I a professional writer? Enough so to pay taxes for it, but apparently not enough so that I’m not over here squealing and waving my hands about like a fool. I think the “if you like X,” comparisons made me the most giddy. (LOOK! She’s talking about my work while bringing up actual authors too!!).

I’m quite proud of this little story, and can’t wait to get back to that world.

Beth has a Patreon! And, more from ‘who IS this person??’ reflections

Most excitedly Beth has been strong-armed into launching her very own Patreon page. She has (we both have) many wonderful friends and community that wishes to support her,  who may not be able to make purchases every month, and Patreon allows for that to happen. There are other factors going into her deciding to open the account; I’m simply glad she finally did it.


I had a bunch of plans for this ‘weekend’ of mine. A lot of cleaning to get the place guest ready, and a ton of writing. There’s been no writing. I’ve cleaned one of our two small linen closets. That’s been it. I’ve made progress on getting Kitten, Witchin’s story fleshed out, I did some editorial work, and I’ve sketched a lot. Taking up yesterday and today? I’m having a wicked, wicked menstrual cycle.

For those not in the know, and still reading: I deal with PMDD, on top of some wretched periods. Intense pain, usually a day or two of migraines, mood swings out the wazoo, exhaustion that does not let up . . . It’s gotten a bit better as I’ve gotten older, and since these tend to be the only regular migraines I get these days,  while for some it might be awful, for me, having one or two migraines a month is a vast improvement is lifestyle, and I’ll take it.

What I’ve noticed, since beginning medication for the depression, has been that my ability to deal with this enforced slowing of my pace. My periods have always been awful, but also predictable, and between chronic migraines and this, I’ve built my life around these limitations I have, so the ability to slow down is something I’ve worked for and can do, usually.  My cycle has been regular in its irregularity, so I’d have five to six days of heavy flow, with a day off smack in the middle — that’s gone now. Now, it’s fewer days with heavy bleeding, and generally over in 5. So, that’s better.

My emotions have stabilized, so that’s also better.

The change I’m awed at this week is, I have more patience with the pain and the needing to rest. If it’s a work day, I generally push myself to go to work (maybe need to stop that, what with having the sick time) but otherwise I ease up. Today I woke up in agony, and decided it was a lounge in bed and never get dressed day. I woke up in agony, and my first thought was, “I’m in a lot of pain. My poor body.”  And I realized, five months ago, that would have been, “I’m in a lot of pain. Fucking weak ass body.” And I’d push it, and rail at myself for being a lazy slacker.

So. This is better.

Mourning Dove Locket by Juli D. Revezzo

I love this series, so much. I’m a fan of all Juli’s material, but this one? This one is my  favorite. Trevor and Caitlin remain one of my favorite couples of all time . Here’s a bit about the newest release, Mourning Dove Locket.



For antique shop owners Caitlin and Trevor Fulmer, the intrusion of gods and ghosts is an unfortunate daily occurrence. After a young girl offers Caitlin a gold locket, however, she can’t help but notice it’s oozing with paranormal energy.

More significantly, the locket’s owner is surrounded by Otherworld spirits. Caitlin recognizes in the girl all the signs of a budding witch in the midst of a dangerous crisis.

Can she and her covenmates protect the girl and assist her in embracing her powers, before those beyond the veil extract their revenge?
Mourning Dove Locket

Series: Antique Magic, book 4

Genre: Paranormal, fantasy, cozy mystery

Page count: 274 pages

Cover art: Raven Queen Publications

Rating (PG—some violence)


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Juli D. Revezzo writes fantasy and romantic stories filled in with elements garnered from a lifetime love affair with magic, myth, witches, wizards, and fated lovers and legend. She is the author of The Antique Magic series and the Paranormal Romance Celtic Stewards Chronicles series, New Adult romance Changeling’s Crown, and short stories published in ETERNAL HAUNTED SUMMER, LUNA STATION QUARTERLY, among others. She is also a member of the Independent Author Network and the Magic Appreciation Tour.

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Happy Patreoniversary!! (okay, not yet, but soon!)

August marks my 1 year Patreoniversary! When I began my story subscription back in 2013, I knew that some of my friends and long-time readers would support the project. Either they liked my writing, or they liked me, or they felt badly that I was facing dental surgery with no real way to cover the cost, or all of the above. I knew they’d support the project because I ran it by them and they said yes, they’d support it. When the first person suggested I take it to Patreon, I decided I’d look into it, and then I didn’t touch it again for over a year.

Since I launched my Patreon page, I’ve gained some additional supporters, and I’m extremely grateful for all of you. You support my writing by allowing me some breathing room when it comes to getting bills paid — without this, a second job would have been necessary long before now, and that would have killed any writing time I’d hope to have. Am I greedy? Do I want more support so I can write more, so that I can put more time into editing than I manage now, so that I can learn skills to design better covers and/or be able to afford to support artists to create covers for me? Yes! I am greedy. I do want these things!

More than anything, though, I want to have more time to write, to create, and enough to also give back. I’ve been touched beyond words to be a part of this giving exchange, and I’m inspired to do more, and create more, and share more.

I want to present things that are finished and polished and professional, but you know what? That goal is not one that’s being true to who I am, and how I am. Yes, obviously, when it comes to the stories, the finished written projects, I want those as polished as I can make them. But I also want to share this process with you, and I can’t do that while making it professional and polished and finished. This is messy. It’s complicated, and it’s an adventure, and it’s all over the place. I’m learning so much about who I am as a writer, and I want to share that, too. I’m not polished. I don’t have my shit together. I’m not interested in pretending that I do.

Going forward, I’m going to share more. It’s selfish, because I know I do my best when I’m being vulnerable and terrified in the sharing. It’s also not selfish, because I know I give my best when I’m in that space, as well.

TL;DR: things are changing, and I hope for the better!

Gushing and gratitude aside (as if it could ever be aside!), what is changing? Well, I’m glad you asked!

A brief run down of what’s changing. While I am grateful, and will continue to be grateful, (have I mentioned that I’m grateful yet? Because, I want to be clear that I’m grateful!) for the support of my patrons, in my first year on Patreon, I’ve seen that most of the proposed rewards for pledges have not been taken advantage of — which can only mean that they’re not rewards people are interested in. I know we’re supposed to be all altruistic, and support the creators that we choose to support because we believe in their creation/talent/passion/what have you, but I also know that what I’ll get as a reward does enter my decision-making when it comes to who and what I want to support. It’s not the most important part, no, but I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t a factor. I want the rewards I have to appeal to my patrons — so feed back, suggestions, and encouragement are welcome! In the meantime, let’s take a look at what Rewards v2.0 entails:

Everyone who makes any sort of a pledge at all will gain access to exclusive content on my feed. For those already pledging, you know that that’s an underwhelming promise. To date, my feed has been pretty dismal. I haven’t managed to find time to create new work, work at the day job, and pay attention to my Patreon feed, and I’m sorry about that. I’m committed to being more mindful of this going forward. I’m going to be scaling my sneak peeks that I post publicly way back, and making an effort to have my patrons and subscribers get the first looks at all new material — even the teasers. To that end: pledges of $1 or more will receive sneak peeks, some behind the scene access, random thinking and plotting ‘out loud’, and other ‘shop’ related blather, as I feel inspired to share. That’s neat, right? But wait, because there’s more.

All supporters will also gain access to my new adventure: Kitten, Witchin’. This is going to be an as-sections-are-available story and (bad!) art, as I stretch my drawing muscles and explore a new (to me!) way of telling story. Originally, when I got this idea, it was going to be a higher pledge reward, but 1) I don’t want to pressure myself to release before I’m ready and 2) the art is going to be bad. I basically don’t draw. I can make shapes look vaguely like they should. I can draw a cat, and you can tell it’s supposed to be a cat, but I want to get better. I want to get better because there are images in my head that I need to get out into the world, that other people aren’t going to want to do. (Read: all the Poseidon images. All of them. So many.) (read also: cats, and Corbie!) The world at large will be gaining a sneak peek and teaser of what I’m talking about, and you’ll learn more about this particular story before it goes live. Two words in the mean time. Witch. Cats. Yeah. I thought you’d be interested.

The $10 pledge reward remains the same: access to the above, and also to my story subscription. A new installment sent to your inbox each month consisting of 4k words or more (that’s roughly nine pages) of new material. My stories run to novella length, so it’s generally 5-7 months to complete a story, though I have done single installment stories before, and I want to again, once the When the Worlds Collide series is finished. If you’re interested in subscribing, but don’t want to start in the middle of a story, don’t worry! Why would I make you do that? We’re only two installments into the When Worlds Collide II; contact me, and we can work something out. Also, the first in this series, When Worlds Collide I  is available for purchase at Amazon, for $0.99, though if you contact me after you’ve subscribed and let me know you haven’t read the first one yet, I’ll be happy to email you a copy of the file. (for that matter, if you’re interested, but buying anything at all is out of your price range atm, contact me! Review copies are available.)

The $15 pledge reward is changing, mostly because no one has taken me up on the old rewards — which is fine, but also, I want you to be getting something more for your generosity than just nothing! Now, a $15 pledge will grant you access to all of the above, as well as to material I’m releasing for my The Poseidon Liturgical Year Project: small ebooks released over the course of the year detailing the holy days I observe for and with Poseidon. This includes the already released Vigil for the Bulls.

The $25 pledge reward grants you all of the aforementioned rewards, and access to exclusive videos. What are these videos? I don’t know yet! I’m thinking: tours of places that inspire some of the stories I’m writing, virtual book readings, answers to questions people might ask about my work, etc. I’m also planning on trying my hand at audiobook making, of my own books/stories/the subscription, so if that becomes a thing, the $25 pledge will also grant you access to audio versions of the installments as well.

Those are the biggest changes. I’m eyeballing the higher rewards but right now I have no idea what I might be able to offer, which is fine, because I’m not at a point where people seem interested in those anyway. Plus: let’s be real here, yes? We all know that Kitten, Witchin’, is holding all my interest at the moment. Pledge a dollar! Pledge five! Don’t miss out on the kitten’s witchy adventures!

Oh, you want a sneak peak right now? Well, I suppose that’s acceptable.


Hey, I said it was *bad* art.


Brand new: Herbal Enchantments Botanical Herbs

Exciting things happening over at Beth’s shop! There’s a bunch of new incense listed, and now, yup, herbs! We’ve also got some books for sale, so if you wanna, I dunno, help us meet rent *and* get books in the process, you might want to check that post out too. I’m reblogging this one on the herbal launch, but there are three consecutive posts that are relevant. Click away!

Wytch of the North


Herbal Enchantments is a collection of herbs, flowers, bark, resins, powders, berries, and roots for magickal crafting. All of the herbs I offer are inspected and sorted by hand, vibrant in color and fragrance, and either certified organic or ethically sourced/wildcrafted. Each herb is presented in a 3 x 5 bag, which contains anywhere from 1/2 oz to one ounce of product depending on the bulk or “fluffiness” of the herb in question. (For example, 1 oz of root material might fit into a bag, but only 1/2 oz of whole flowers, since the whole flowers take up more space.)

Each bag is only $4, so this is a great way to stock up and fill your entire witch’s cabinet! They can be used:

  1. for making your own mojo bags
  2.  for dressing candles (along with any type of oil, even olive oil from your kitchen)
  3. making herbal offerings to deities or…

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This is me, keeping my name active over at Amazon, building up my booklist, learning Scrivener more and more, and getting my previously published material out into the e-book world.



Mind you, this is a reprint, and it’s only a short story, but it was my first real dipping my toes into the SF waters (and it’s barely SF). I’m rather pleased with it.

Oh, look! A story!

Finding Joy; or: I still don’t recognize myself.

Art is happening.

It’s not good art. It’s definitely not good art. But it’s art. I’ve been sketching and watching tutorials — mostly Valerie Flynn’s YouTube Channel Art ala Carte, but also Baylee Jae (not the least because I count at least two cats she’s had to relocate from her working surface during videos.) It’s been fun, and super informative/encouraging to see the build-up process along with the finished bits, rather than just the end result that wows you.

I know visual art is like writing in that it’s not fair to judge the material until it’s done. That is, the process of creating can be a jumbled, chaotic mess. In my mind, writing is more forgiving when it comes to that, because the idea of setting ink or lead to paper is a commitment that we don’t necessarily have when we’re typing on a computer. Nothing is wasted but time when I have to hit the delete button.

I have rudimentary skills. I can draw a shape and you can tell its supposed to be a cat. But I want to build on this, and I’ve wanted to build on this for forever, but until recently, the  idea of having such a steep learning curve ahead of me was daunting, and unappealing.

I’ll admit it: I like being able to do something well, and while I can’t say that writing well was innate, sometimes it feels like it. Oh, I make loads of technical mistakes all the time, mistakes that see the light of day even because we can’t catch everything, we can only do our very best, and sometimes my very best isn’t all that good.

But I’ve been writing for decades. I’ve received great feedback and encouragement all along, and I tell good stories. To a degree, it’s easy. It’s skill that I’ve built up over years and years, and it’s nothing you can skip without actually writing, and having a regular practice is invaluable when it comes to that. The learning curve for drawing staring back at me was enough to decide, meh, I’m good.

Except — there are images I want to have out in the world, and I’m  going to have to be the one to get them there. Who else is going to  create the image of Poseidon and Vishnu hanging out together? Who else is going to want to show you what Thistlethorn might look like? There are stories that I desperately want to tell, and I want to SHOW YOU SOME OF THE SCENES. Beth insists that taking up art will in the end  feed into my ablitiy * as a writer; that it will only enhance my skill set, and I think she’s right.

I feel empowered, having found these wonderfully encouraging artists sharing their process with us. I feel excited, picking up pencils and making marks on a page.I have a project already underway, and the art is going to be bad for a long, long time —  and I’m good with that.

I take a step back and look at myself. Maybe I squint a little, trying to find familiar features, just to be sure. I’m excited, without any pressure-making feelings, without any “it’s stupid, it’s going to suck, why bother?” I’m ‘bothering’ because I’ve wanted to do this for ages. This is not going to be a regret, at the end of my life, that I didn’t try. I’m going to create art, just for the fun of creating it, and I’m going to share it, because  that’s what I do (here, I’m vulnerable, EVERYONE LOOK!!). Someday I’ll maybe start to recognize this new Jo.  For now, I’m okay just really liking her.

* I was gonna  go in and fix this typo — but I kinda love its placement in that sentence. Like, yeah, I have an ability as a writer, but hey, it’s still messy and I still fuck it up, and look, sometimes I can’t spell! Yeah. It’s gonna stay.

The Shrine, only more cheerful.

Over at the the Poseidon Liturgical Year Project . . . .

The Poseidon Liturgical Year Project

20160715_190621.jpg20160715_190629.jpg20160715_190612.jpgWhy yes, this is my idea of a ‘bright and festive cloth with yellow.’  I’m not sure Vishnu-with-Poseidon approves, but it’s a step toward something brighter, and at least He has His own incense holder, and at least the candles are a bright orange?

All the really pretty cloths were yellow-n-pink, and Poseidon vetoed the pink. So. We’ll see what we can find, going forward.

Hurrah, the Vigil is lifted. Next up: Poseidon of the Ponds.

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Naming the Unnamable

Love this, even if I’m still, still gnashing my teeth over, “names don’t matter, but I’m Poseidon.”

Wytch of the North

So, you’ve probably noticed the general lack of content posts around here after this one went live.  I do intend to keep posting more than just shop promotion here, when I have time, but in the wake of what were some pretty big changes in my path, I’ve needed some time to sort out what direction I’m headed in now, where the boundary markers lie and what my destination is. All of this is largely being determined by the Traveler (my spirit Husband) Himself more so than by me (which is as He always intended), but I’m beginning to recognize a few things that have popped up as landmarks along the way. And even though He has adopted a face and to some extent an identity from pop culture (and I must say I am enjoying said guise quite a bit), our path together does not end there.

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“Take me deeper,” I beg.

Do I talk about going to His shrine, O/our physical representation of U/us, that now also houses Vishnu-with-Poseidon, and meeting Him/Them there? It’s confusing, still, and They move together, and yet are not the same, and yet are, and yet are not. My heart must understand this first. The mind will follow, or the mind will be dismissed as unimportant.

“We are one and the same,” Poseidon says, but then, “I’m glad that garland gift is not for Me.”

“Oh, that pink is lovely,” says Vishnu.

“Don’t think of it like that,” Poseidon says, but then, “I really dislike it when you bow before the shrine in that manner.”

“See how it serves her, though,” says Lord Vishnu, “and it is only fitting.”

“It isn’t so complicated if you don’t keep trying to pin it down,” says Poseidon, but then, “I’d rather have separate offering vessels. This vessel you use for your morning tea is Mine Alone, not to be shared with Him.”

“I’d like some water,” Vishnu agrees.

“You think of Us as separate beings entirely, and We’re not,” says Poseidon, but then, “maybe a separate incense burner is in order.”

“Oh, I don’t mind sharing,” Vishnu-through-Poseidon offers. “Can we please have yellow in the next shrine cloth, though?”

I address Them as separate, yet not. I don’t know how else to do it, for now. Vishnu is not Poseidon. Poseidon is not Vishnu. Together, though, They feel more . . . just More. Beth joked that the Vishnu that I’m experiencing is maybe Poseidon’s shadow-self, wanting all the things Poseidon rejects. It works well enough at the moment.

The heart must go first. The brain may follow.