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Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Sunday, September 28, 2014
Some Lila That I Used To Know
You're singing now, aren't you?
Admit it.
Also, this is the first time I've used gifs. Forgive me if they're stupid.
I digress.
And she did that thing—like—she wore real clothes, not yoga pants, sports bra and a tank top all day. She brushed her hair and sometimes even—GASP—put on make-up.
Don’t get
excited, it wasn’t that often.
Is there
somebody that you used to know?
Admit it.
Also, this is the first time I've used gifs. Forgive me if they're stupid.
I digress.
There was
once a girl. (Such a unique way of beginning, I know)
She was a
stay-at-home mom. In the mornings, she would wake up, put the fixings for
dinner into the crock pot, follow a cleaning schedule, and even baked two
loaves of bread before the kids even woke up. Then she dutifully homeschooled
her kids, fixed a sensible dinner with vegetables and everything.
She
couponed religiously.
For the
love of all that’s holy, that girl used to cross-stitch. CROSS-STITCH.
And she did that thing—like—she wore real clothes, not yoga pants, sports bra and a tank top all day. She brushed her hair and sometimes even—GASP—put on make-up.
Such a
goody two shoes. I mean seriously, the girl was such a kiss ass.
She got
the bright idea to write a book and never looked back.
Now her
knees ache (what is that about?) her elbows pop randomly, and she carries
around drops for her constantly dry eyes and Tums for her constant heartburn.
For a
little over two years now, I’ve been consumed by this thing called writing. It’s
the first thing I think about in the morning. Sometimes I dream about it.
Sometimes I do that Walter Mitty thing and just space out completely.
And I
love it. It’s been such a blessing to us.
We used
to live paycheck to paycheck, no savings in sight. My husband worked his arse
off and I did editing jobs here and there to bring in a little extra. We saw no
hope for anything more in sight. But we were content.
Then I
found writing.
There’s
no other career I’d rather have in the world.
The thing
is—I miss that Lila that I used to know. She collected her records and changed her
number on me. I miss her homemade pasta Alfredo. I miss her little keychain
chapstick holders that she used to sew on the side. There’s some remnants of
her around here. Her menus are still in the perfectly organized Household
Notebook she used to maintain. There’s an untouched coupon holder that misses
me—my checkbook misses it too.
I began to feel like a failure as a mom and a wife and everything that wasn't writerly.
I began to feel like a failure as a mom and a wife and everything that wasn't writerly.
*sigh*
I miss
that girl.
So my new
mission is to work her back into my life—slowly.
Like so
slow, she won’t even notice.
Hopefully
I won’t either.
I’m
starting in October by not eating out anymore. We used to eat out at most once
or twice a month.
Little by
little, maybe I can be a good mix of the Lila I love now and the Lila I used to
know and love.
Maybe.
I’m
trying.
It's all about balance. Which is incredibly hard. Little by little.
It's all about balance. Which is incredibly hard. Little by little.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Throwback Thursday: Sparrows For Free
There are skeletons in every closet. Some
stay quiet—and some rule your soul with an iron fist.
Ezra is ruled by the ghosts of his past—and
needled by the guilt they create. Not only does he have to manage his own
guilt—his friends are forced to bear the weight as well. He lives in limbo,
never dreaming of anything that lies beyond the grave.
In his mind, he’s a murderer, pure and
simple.
Hide and seek is Aysa’s game. She begs for
small spaces and empty places. But, she secretly desires so much more.
When they find each other, a hope for
something new is sprung.
But Ezra’s skeletons are out for blood.
“I hide shock well. I’m a pro at hiding. I
have no idea that whatever he had to tell me would be so personal—so
heartbreaking. But, I quickly remembered that heartbreak was all around him
every time he turned around. He needs no more empathy or sympathy in his life.
He craves someone to give him a different take on a tired situation.
And different is practically my middle
name.”
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Tuesday Teaser from Dethroning Crown
I'm deperately trying to finish Dethroning Crown.
Here's your teaser for today! Enjoy! (unedited)
While
we worked out in the backyard, I looked to Lyra’s windows every chance I got. I
didn’t understand my obsession. I was stuck on her—needing to know what she was
doing or what carb-loaded thing she was eating or if she was scared again.
She
hadn’t said anything about the night before and I hadn’t brought it up.
Between
sets, my eyes were locked on her back door.
Every
noise made me think she was coming outside.
Blake
was making me do some weird squat things and after about four, I heard a snort
and turned around to see him laughing his ass off. His shoulders were shaking
and even his damned nostrils were flaring.
What
a dill weed.
“What’s
so funny?”
That
caused a whole new round of laughing and knee slapping.
“Don’t
you ever—ever—bag on me for getting calls from my wife. Ever!”
My
eyebrows scrunched together. “What?”
“You
are so caught up in what’s going on with the girl next door that you don’t even
know what you’re doing. We stopped doing squats three sets ago. I’m over here
doing stretches and you’re back to squats with your eyes on her window.
Stalker, much?”
“Shut
up. At least I don’t get calls from my ‘beautiful wife’ ten times a day.”
He
huffed. “It’s gorgeous wife. And you look like a phone call from her would just
make your day. I have six brothers, Crown. I know that look when I see it.”
“You
don’t know shit.”
Blake
went through some more exercises that he wanted me to do on my own. By the time
we were finished, I was exhausted. Carrying around that bum knee was more work
than soccer ever was.
“Get
some rest. You still tapering off on the meds?”
He
started making notes about me again. I hated when he did that.
“I’m
just taking them mainly at night when it starts swelling.”
He
nodded. “
Well,
ice it down now and if you need to take one before night, do it.”
“Yeah.
How long has it been?”
“You’ve
been here three weeks today. But you’re back on schedule since you got off your
ass. So, maybe just another three weeks and you’re out of here. Back to your
celebrity status.”
A
blaze of concern shot through me. Three weeks wasn’t a lot of time.
I
needed more time with her—to get as much publicity as possible, of course.
Nothing else.
Nothing more.
I didn't even believe myself.
Sunday, September 21, 2014
Brazing Is Now Live! And Striking only 99cents!
Tate Halloway lives life to the fullest.
She had a rough childhood and a rougher adolescence. Now that she’s away at
school and on her own for the first time in her life, nothing can hold her back
from making the most out of every single day. Well, just that one thing. But
she refuses to think about. And why would she, when life is so much more fun
when you’re living it, experiencing every little thing.
When she bumps into Bridger Wright, a
childhood friend that was both a bully and a serious crush, she starts to see
that not everyone thinks like her. She’s always had a thing for Bridger, but
the guy she catches up with is a far cry from the little boy that used to put
toads down her dress and pull her ponytails. She knows there’s more to Bridger
than this sulking, disconnected version of him and she’s bound and determined
to pull it out of him.
Bridger Wright has been spurned in love
more than once. He always seems to trust the wrong girls and end up with a
broken heart. He’s tired of it. And he has resolved himself to a life without
love. He believes he’s better off, if only he could convince Tate too. Tate
bursts into Bridger’s life like sunlight through clouds. She’s vivacious,
energetic and adventurous. But she’s not without secrets. Just as Bridger
starts to open up to her demanding presence and the feelings he can’t seem to
deny, his trust is broken again.
Bridger and Tate are forced to face each other
and the pain of their past. Neither wants to face their demons and deal with
their hurt, but neither can deny the depth of their feelings for each other.
Their brazing love will take work and
sacrifice. Both are capable of giving to each other. Both will have to decide
whether or not it’s worth it.
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Can two hearts be forged into one?
Cami Montgomery stole a car and smashed it
into the front of a building in upscale Beverly Hills after a lousy date with
the epitome of sleaze balls. The worst part, her parents are following through
on threats after this latest plea for attention. Banished from her L.A.
paradise and plunged into the Appalachian Mountains with her industrious aunt
and uncle, Cami is about to find out how precious life really is.
Stockton Wright has been thrust into a hard
life. He sacrifices everything to give his family and community what they need.
He’s exhausted from life and work—and he’s only twenty four. What he needs is
some change, and some sunshine. Even he will agree to that. He just doesn’t
expect to find it in a stuck up, pompous, entitled Californian.
Cami bursts into Stockton’s life like
wildfire, consuming all his thoughts and tangling him in her web. What starts
out as a contentious rivalry evolves into a desire neither of them expected.
When hammer meets metal, will they crack under pressure or be forged as one?
Cami and Stockton might just end up being
exactly what the other one needs, but first their love will have to be drawn
out in fire.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Throwback Thursday: STRIKING
Can two hearts be forged into one?
Cami Montgomery stole a car and smashed it
into the front of a building in upscale Beverly Hills after a lousy date with
the epitome of sleaze balls. The worst part, her parents are following through
on threats after this latest plea for attention. Banished from her L.A.
paradise and plunged into the Appalachian Mountains with her industrious aunt
and uncle, Cami is about to find out how precious life really is.
Stockton Wright has been thrust into a hard
life. He sacrifices everything to give his family and community what they need.
He’s exhausted from life and work—and he’s only twenty four. What he needs is
some change, and some sunshine. Even he will agree to that. He just doesn’t
expect to find it in a stuck up, pompous, entitled Californian.
Cami bursts into Stockton’s life like
wildfire, consuming all his thoughts and tangling him in her web. What starts
out as a contentious rivalry evolves into a desire neither of them expected.
When hammer meets metal, will they crack under pressure or be forged as one?
Cami and Stockton might just end up being
exactly what the other one needs, but first their love will have to be drawn
out in fire.
Friday, September 12, 2014
Sparrows For Free 99 Cents This Weekend Only
Ezra is ruled by the ghosts of his past—and needled by the guilt they create. Not only does he have to manage his own guilt—his friends are forced to bear the weight as well. He lives in limbo, never dreaming of anything that lies beyond the grave.
In his mind, he’s a murderer, pure and simple.
Hide and seek is Aysa’s game. She begs for small spaces and empty places. But, she secretly desires so much more.
When they find each other, a hope for something new is sprung.
But Ezra’s skeletons are out for blood.
“No, I’m sorry because I’m about to kiss you. I
shouldn’t. I should stay away from you. I’m just gonna break you. I’m gonna
ruin you and maybe ruin us both.”
“Maybe I want to be ruined.”
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Throwback Thursday: Seeking Havok
Her life is just as messed up as her name.
All she wanted was a friend---one that knew
her and not her circumstances. She needed somewhere to call home. Hers was an
open door for countless men looking for the services her mother offered them.
She camouflaged herself against lockers and blackboards to avoid the stares and
whispers at school.
And then she found Cal...and Fade.
Cal lives like Frankenstein, rising at
night to work and just trying to make it until dawn. He avoids most
relationships, afraid of the things he will be asked to do. He moonlights as
Fade, a radio station DJ who spends hours counseling his peers on their
troubles. It was all mundane until Jocelyn called the station.
Cal and Havok pursue a friendship.
Jocelyn and Fade pursue a relationship
beyond the confines of the radio waves.
But when Havok disappears, Cal will find
that Havok has been guarding a lifetime worth of secrets. And when Fade and
Jocelyn’s all night phone conversations cease, he finds a link between them he
never saw coming.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Throwback Thursday: Emerge
Jenna has spent too long being complacent
and accepting. Her mother and step-father constantly belittle and berate her
for simply being alive. She passes through life keeping everyone and everything
at arm’s length because it’s just not worth the questions or the pity party.
She takes what they dish out and just tries to survive.
She has thought up a million different ways
to get away from them, but lacked the motivation and the sheer will. Like a
fast moving tornado, her motivation comes in the form of a boy who cares for
her as none other has and who shows her a glimpse of hope, a glimpse into a
life she never thought she could have.
But is her new motivation enough to get her
out…
***
Honestly, I didn’t know what to say to him and really I
was waiting for him to say that it was all too much. I was waiting for him to
admit that I wasn’t worth the fight, wasn’t worth the hassle. Wasn’t worth the
time and energy needed to deal with my drama.
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