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I started a tee shirt project back in the year 2000, but then completing the books I'd started back in the mid-nineties became an obsession. From time-to-time, when I had writer's block, I'd tinker around with the designs. Well, keeping true to my past life (over twenty years) as an anal-retentive accountant, I was determined to complete the project.
Ta-da... Done.
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I started a tee shirt project back in the year 2000, but then completing the books I'd started back in the mid-nineties became an obsession. From time-to-time, when I had writer's block, I'd tinker around with the designs. Well, keeping true to my past life (over twenty years) as an anal-retentive accountant, I was determined to complete the project.
Ta-da... Done.
One Example:
front back
Humor of the Day:
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September 13, 2016
Cover for Clandestine Impasse - Revenge Book 2
Picture of the Day:
Okay, here's the new cover for Clandestine Impasse ~ Revenge Book 2
Revenge is awesome, but unless it’s contagious, or acquiring a domino effect, why is a woman without known relatives, a discernible past, or enemies, now the focus of a personal vendetta.
Blurb:
A throwaway at birth, ward of the state until adoption, iffy sexual relationships, all interactions devoid of love—an emotion she has no reason to believe exists. He’s a covert federal enforcer, whose private life consists of as-needed sexual hookups. He embraces the lifestyle.
Family crisis brings Vi Leon and Christopher Corbett together. An irrefutable attraction becomes explosive passion. They spend nights satisfying mutual needs, then return to their separate cynical lifestyles, a decision that might cost them their lives, when Vi realizes she’s pregnant. Afraid the nature of his job will put her and the baby at risk, she conceals the pregnancy and birth from him, until fate intervenes.
The son of an alleged crime family has Corbett under surveillance when a personal emergency reunites him and Vi. The man redirects his attention to Vi and discovers her link to Christopher. Verifying her worst fears, not only do Vi and her child become pawns in the deadly subterfuge of Christopher’s operation, their deaths become crucial to the endgame.
Excerpt:
She opened the kitchen door, was about to step inside, but a sense of unease brought her up short. Something wasn’t right. Apprehension seemed to heighten her senses—is that cologne? Had someone been in her house…was someone still there? Damn, this reminded her of what had happened to Marissa. Did that mean it was her turn, that stalking and terrorizing are contagious, because she didn’t have any known relatives, a discernible past, or enemies. Who would want to terrorize her…oh wait, that car!
It was what…several months ago, outside Marissa’s house. Now she remembered. Hell, she’d forgotten to mention it to the family. Did the car’s occupants follow her home that night, been trailing her ever since, waiting for a chance to use her to get even with Marissa, like the attempt on Tristan?
Afraid to reach for the light switch, she backed up, turned in the doorway—a hand clamped over her mouth. A brawny arm circled her body.
The door slammed shut.
© Emily Wade-Reid
Humor of the day:
later
Okay, here's the new cover for Clandestine Impasse ~ Revenge Book 2
Revenge is awesome, but unless it’s contagious, or acquiring a domino effect, why is a woman without known relatives, a discernible past, or enemies, now the focus of a personal vendetta.
Blurb:
A throwaway at birth, ward of the state until adoption, iffy sexual relationships, all interactions devoid of love—an emotion she has no reason to believe exists. He’s a covert federal enforcer, whose private life consists of as-needed sexual hookups. He embraces the lifestyle.
Family crisis brings Vi Leon and Christopher Corbett together. An irrefutable attraction becomes explosive passion. They spend nights satisfying mutual needs, then return to their separate cynical lifestyles, a decision that might cost them their lives, when Vi realizes she’s pregnant. Afraid the nature of his job will put her and the baby at risk, she conceals the pregnancy and birth from him, until fate intervenes.
The son of an alleged crime family has Corbett under surveillance when a personal emergency reunites him and Vi. The man redirects his attention to Vi and discovers her link to Christopher. Verifying her worst fears, not only do Vi and her child become pawns in the deadly subterfuge of Christopher’s operation, their deaths become crucial to the endgame.
Excerpt:
She opened the kitchen door, was about to step inside, but a sense of unease brought her up short. Something wasn’t right. Apprehension seemed to heighten her senses—is that cologne? Had someone been in her house…was someone still there? Damn, this reminded her of what had happened to Marissa. Did that mean it was her turn, that stalking and terrorizing are contagious, because she didn’t have any known relatives, a discernible past, or enemies. Who would want to terrorize her…oh wait, that car!
It was what…several months ago, outside Marissa’s house. Now she remembered. Hell, she’d forgotten to mention it to the family. Did the car’s occupants follow her home that night, been trailing her ever since, waiting for a chance to use her to get even with Marissa, like the attempt on Tristan?
Afraid to reach for the light switch, she backed up, turned in the doorway—a hand clamped over her mouth. A brawny arm circled her body.
The door slammed shut.
© Emily Wade-Reid
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August 12, 2016
May 27, 2013
December 24, 2012
Happy Holidays - Timmy's Christmas Letter
Dear Santa,How are you? How is Mrs. Claus? I hope everyone, from the
reindeer to the elves, is fine. I have been a very good boy
this year. I would like an X-Box 360 with Call of Duty
IV and an iPhone 4 for Christmas. I hope you remember that
come Christmas Day.
Merry Christmas,
Timmy Jones
*****
Dear Timmy,
Thank you for your letter. Mrs. Claus, the reindeer and
the elves are all fine and thank you for asking about them.
Santa is a little worried about all the time you spend playing
video games and texting. Santa wouldn't want you to get fat.
Since you have indeed been a good boy, I think I'll bring you
something you can go outside and play with.
Merry Christmas,
Santa Claus
*****
Mr. Claus,
Seeing that I have fulfilled the "naughty vs. nice" contract,
set by you I might add, I feel confident that you can see
your way clear to granting me what I have asked for.
I certainly wouldn't want to turn this joyous season into
one of litigation. Also, don't you think that a jibe at my
weight coming from an overweight man who goes out once a
year is a bit trite?
Respectfully,
Tim Jones
*****
Mr. Jones,
While I have acknowledged you have met the "nice"
criteria, need I remind you that your Christmas list is a request and
in no way is it a guarantee of services provided. Should you
wish to pursue legal action, well that is your right. Please
know, however, that my attorney's have been on retainer ever
since the Burgermeister Meisterburger incident and will be
more than happy to take you on in open court. Additionally,
the exercise I alluded to will not only improve your health,
but also improve you social skills and potentially help clear
up a complexion that looks like the bottom of the Burger King
fry bin most days.
Very Truly Yours,
S Claus
*****
Now look here Fat Man,
I told you what I want and I expect you to bring it. I
was attempting to be polite about this but you brought my looks
and my friends into this. Now you just be disrespecting me.
I'm about to tweet my boys and we're gonna be waiting for
your fat ass and I'm taking my game console, my game,
my phone, and whatever else I want. WHAT EVER I WANT,
MAN!
T-Bone
*****
Listen Pizza Face,
Seriously??? You think a dude that breaks into every house in
the world on one night and never gets caught sweats a skinny
g-banger wannabe? "He sees you when you're sleeping; He knows
when you're awake". Sound familiar, genius? You know what
kind of resources I have at my disposal. I got your sh*t wired,
Jack. I go all around the world and see ways to hurt people
that if I described them right now, you'd throw up your
Totino's pizza roll all over the carpet of your mom's
basement. You're not getting what you asked for, but I'm
still stopping by your crib to stomp a mud hole in you're
a** and then walk it dry. Chew on that, Petunia.
S Clizzy
*****
Dear Santa,
Bring me whatever you see fit. I'll appreciate anything.
Timmy
*****
Timmy,
That's what I thought, you little bastard.
Sant
November 10, 2012
Happy Birthday USMC
Happy 237th Birthday, U.S.M.C.
MSGT USMC (Retired) James E. ReidNovember 10, 1947 ~ March 27, 1999May 31, 2012
Virtual Blog Tour and Giveway!
June 1st - August 31, 2012
May 28, 2012
Remembering...
It is the
VETERAN,
not the preacher,
who has given us freedom of religion.
It is
the VETERAN,
not the reporter,
who has given us freedom of the press.
It is
the VETERAN,
not the poet,
who has given us freedom of speech.
It is
the VETERAN,
not the campus organizer,
who has given us freedom to assemble.
It is
the VETERAN,
not the lawyer,
who has given us the right to a fair trial.
It is
the VETERAN,
not the politician,
Who has given us the right to vote.
It is the
VETERAN who
salutes the Flag,
March 1, 2012
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