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March 10, 2010 | Reading is FUNdamental, Sunday Scribblings, The 4-1-1 on Me, Writer Moment

Today’s word of the day is brought to you by Sunday Scribblings: Fluent

I’m fluent in adult romance books. LOL.

Seriously.

Bookshelf in my office taken a few years ago

I’ve been reading them since about my sophomore year in high school, starting with the Loveswept imprint. Wow. That was so long ago and that line is now defunct.

Then I switched to Silhouette Special Edition, Silhouette Desire, Harlequin Superromance, and Harlequin Temptation. By this point, I was reading 2 books a day, sometimes 3 if I stayed up late. I was at the library nearly every weekend. I barely graduated from high school I read so much.

Then I discovered Harlequin Blaze and never looked back. I’ve since ditched all the other lines and have stuck with this one. I use my Barnes and Noble Preferred Reader card once a month to read these.

Then I discovered other authors like Alison Kent, Jill Shalvis, Donna Kauffman, Susan Mallery, Lori Foster, Sandra Hill, and Carly Phillips. I’ve also taken to reading some erotica, too. Although I probably shouldn’t admit that seeing as how I write YA.

Some people are addicted to drugs, alcohol, caffeine or even chocolate.

Reading adult romance books is my addiction. Yes, I even go through withdrawals when I have nothing to read. No, I don’t plan on getting help for it.

EVER.

I think that I’m so fluent in adult romance that I could write one.

I plan to. Someday.

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February 9, 2010 | A Whole Latte Trouble, Book Stuff, Book Two, DA Series, Draven Atreides, Life in General, Sunday Scribblings, Writer Moment

Today’s word of the day is brought to you by Sunday Scribblings: Message

This is an excerpt from DA 2: A Whole Latte Trouble. It’s the first draft, has yet to be revised, so it’s a safe bet this journal entry by Draven will be taken out. Enjoy the snip while it still exists.

from the moment i agreed to work for The Company, i knew it would be the most best kept secret of my entire life. even when Chief went over the details of my new job at our first meeting, he told me it would have to be kept a secret. several times. in the form of a subliminal message.

“all of your living expenses will be paid for by The Company dont tell anyone and you will be given a monthly allowance of five hundred dollars dont tell anyone for your incidentals.”

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January 31, 2010 | Life in General, Sunday Scribblings, Writer Moment

Today’s word of the day is brought to you by Sunday Scribblings: Milestones

I started writing in the 7th grade. That was around 1983-84?

It’s the year 2010 and I’m still writing.

I think that’s considered to be a milestone for me.

I wrote a lot of stories from then to now. A lot of them were half finished. And the majority of them got thrown away, with the rationale being that they could never be brushed off and made into something else.

I used to have long, drawn-out conversations and played pretend a lot when I was a kid.

I had a lisp and a slight stutter that kept me quiet.

I have always been a black pebble in a sea of white rocks.

I had my first encounter with racism in the 6th grade. And again during my sophomore year in high school.

My best friend came out of the closet during our senior year in high school.

I lost my grandfather during my junior year in college.

My father had a minor heart attack at 48. And he’s a prostate cancer survivor.

All these little random milestones define me. Some even make for good storytelling. *grin*.

I’m glad that, after all this time, I still want to write. That I still have to write.

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January 26, 2010 | Book Stuff, Life in General, Secrets and Kisses, Sunday Scribblings, Writer Moment

I normally post this on Sundays, but was feeling a little under the weather to do so. Therefore, it’s going to be “Tuesday’s” Scribblings for today.

Today’s word of the day is brought to you by Sunday Scribblings: Yes

This is an excerpt from Secrets and Kisses, on sale now.

“You can’t─you can’t what?” she sputtered hoarsely.
I flushed again, thankful that my sunglasses gave me a semblance of protection.
“I’m not about to repeat it. What part didn’t you get?” I uttered between motionless lips.
I didn’t know why I was acting like this. No one could hear us, unless that someone had a long-range microphone, but I wasn’t about to get paranoid. This was only a minor setback. It could be fixed. I watched as Ellie shook herself out of her shock and carefully set her bagel on its wrapper. She rubbed her hands together, removing crumbs, then pinned me with a “Let’s get down to business” look.
“Let me get this straight. You don’t know how to kiss.”
“No…yes…I mean─”
“It’s a yes or no question, Sky,” Ellie broke in.
“No, it’s not a question because you didn’t ask me anything. It was more like a…verification statement.” I just made up something.
“Okay. Then tell me this: Do you know how to kiss?”
“Yes,” I answered, then nibbled on my bottom lip nervously. “Sort of.”

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January 17, 2010 | Life in General, Sunday Scribblings, The 4-1-1 on Me

Today’s word of the day is brought to you by Sunday Scribblings: The Good Ol’ Days

I was born and raised here in Phoenix, but when I was young, my Dad’s job transferred us to Reno, Nevada. I don’t exactly remember how old I was, but I was young. I remember attending 3rd, 4th and 5th grade there.

The good ol’ days to me was living on Warren Way for 5 1/2 years.

Our neighborhood was a family neighborhood. There were 2-3 kids per household. Well, except for the Hoadleys. They had 6 kids and they were foster parents on top of that. My best friend, Amy, lived across the street.

My godparents, the Ritter’s, lived next door, and the Rogers’ lived next door to them; my other best friend, Laura, lived there. She had a really cool collection of Strawberry Shortcake dolls. LOL. A few doors down from the Rogers, were the Rahn’s. My other best friend, Ken, lived there. And we’re still friends to this day. Farther up the street were the Mooney’s, and the house at the very end of the dead end street lived the Barranca’s. I always thought their older brother, Nick, was pretty hot. LOL.

I’m missing a couple of the other family’s that lived on that street. The Pearson’s had two sons, Mike and David. David was my age and we–me, him, and Ken–went to the same school, but they never got along. And I never hung out with David. There was another family with two girls, but they weren’t my age.

I was baptized at the church.

I was Brownie. And then a Girl Scout.

I remember having a crush on Chris Tiller.

And Ken had a crush on Randi Smith. Her father happened to be my dentist. Hah.

I remember my babysitter Big Emily (no, she wasn’t fat) and her cute boyfriend, Dean, and dancing to The Go-Go’s in the living room. She and her boyfriend took my sister and I to the pool one time. We rode in her convertible Bug, the wind in our faces, and I remember thinking “This is SO cool.”

I remember attending Huffaker Elementary School, and the field trips to the roller rink or the bowling alley at MGM. I remember riding my Big Wheel up and down the sidewalk, my bright yellow and blue roller skates, and going to the park at Lakeside Dr.

I remember being rear-ended while riding home on the school bus, and of my sister witnessing one of her friends’ being hit by a car while waiting for the bus one morning (she survived).

I remember being excited about ice skating lessons, thinking I’d be the next Dorothy Hamill. Until I fell and hit the back of my head on the ice on the first day. FAIL! Now, I just watch it on t.v. LOL.

I remember my Mom making our clothes, dressing us alike and having the same hair do as my older sister. I remember our tabby cat, Tabitha (how original) and her brother George living next door.

I remember my godmother teaching me how to ride a bike for the first time. Me flying down the street.

Pool parties at the Hoadleys.

Shared birthday parties with those little cups of ice cream you eat with the wooden spoon…

There was so much. I’m surprised I remembered all of that, but really, it was hard not to. It was the best childhood of my entire life. We moved back here during the summer and I started 6th grade.

5 1/2 years on Warren Way. Yeah, those were the good ol’ days

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