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Saturday Part Two Nick wiped a trickle of sweat off of his forehead. He’d gone for a quick run and still breathing heavily, he leaned into the refrigerator for a can of beer. When he shut the door, Tanner was heading into the living room with a beach towel draped over one shoulder. “Sorry, Dad. Didn’t mean to blindside you. I hope you don’t mind Mrs. James… ah, Kenna being here. Chloe’s been worried about her since the divorce, and they usually do something together Spring Br


Cracking Knuckles on Story Snippets
I've spent the last two weeks trying to work on marketing and selling books and while the the results have been good and bad, it's making me crazy. I hate it. I want to be a writer and I've done very little writing. That ends today. To get the ceative juices flowing again, I wrote some more of a side project I'm calling Emerald Beach. If you want to read parts one and two go here. All story snippets get a spell check and a pass through the Grammerly editing program and that's


Use the Force, Luke.
My prequel novel is live on Amazon. I expect to get some, "Why did you take the time to write this when we already know what happens?" from those that have read my books. I don't know. I started it for fun, and I couldn't stop, and it turned into its own book. I got it edited and had a cover made and well, I like it. It's always a bit disconcerting to push publish on another book, because while I always expect confetti to fall from the sky, it doesn't. (I did have my 5:00 win


A Writers Mind
Okay, it's done. Isn't it? Oh, my gosh, what the hell am I doing? Push publish. No don't. Shouldn't it be easier this time? Wait. Read it one more time, just to make sure. You did catch 3 significant errors the last read through. You know there's more. There's always more. Homonyms are the bane of my existence. Who invented them? And why? If I have to read this story one more time I will shoot myself in the head. And I was just changing stuff for the sake of changing stuff. E


Story Snippets
I blamed it on the casserole. He might not have talked to me otherwise. He sure wouldn't have touched me. I was talking about Jamie Jacobs. The guy who irrevocably changed my life. And not just my life. He changed the very shape of my heart. I'd been crushing on Jamie for going on a year now. Last school year as a freshman, my eyes lit up like moon pies every time I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of him in the hall or the cafeteria. My heart would beat wildly every time I


Watermark
93, 573 words. Twenty-seven chapters. 327 pages. Here's the cover... I'll be walking behind my editor with a cattle prod. Bzzzz..... If this story had a sound, it would sound like this... Now for the blurb. Waiting is not the hardest part. Writing the blurb is the hardest part. #books #music #writing


New Year. New Site. Maybe.
Hello. I'll start with a picture of the day. #writing #books