K.C. Kendricks's Blog, page 68
June 30, 2015
IWSG: Write the Story You Want to Tell
July 1, 2015
The Insecure Writer’s Support Group http://www.insecurewriterssupportgroup.com
I must confess the Insecure Writer's Support Group has had me perplexed for a while. Author Melissa Bradley mentioned this on her blog several years ago and I’ve lurked around the edges and read the IWSG posts from time-to-time. I finally decided to hop on the train, at least for the remainder of 2015, and see if I have any pearls of wisdom for other writers.
Insecurity is not unique to writers. We all own our fair share whether we like it or not. Personally, I get annoyed with myself when I feel insecure for no good reason. I’ve lived long enough to know there will always, and I mean ALWAYS, be someone smarter, prettier, wittier, thinner, more talented, richer and more successful than me.
There will always be those less successful, less talented, chubbier, uglier, dumber, poorer and who are severely lacking of a sense of humor, too. And no, I don’t get cocky over that fact and use it to pump myself up. That would be tacky.
I think it’s important for every writer to remember what it was that called them to write. That “something” that continues to call them to write even when discouraged or insecure. An old adage states you should write for yourself first because you’re your first reader. I can’t begin tell you how true that is.
The best stories I’ve written were for me and not for a deadline or in hopes of a decent review. In fact, I think most of those stories written to a deadline didn’t turn out all that well, but that’s fodder for another blog.
So here’s my pearl of wisdom for my first IWSG post: Write to please yourself.
Write the story you want to write and don’t worry about anything else until you’ve told it just the way you want to tell it. All the other stuff - proofreading, editing, publishing - it all comes after you write the story, so do the first thing first.
KC Kendricks http://www.kckendricks.com http://www.twitter.com/kckendricks
June 28, 2015
"...not what I expected."
June 29, 2015
I'm a five-time survivor of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. No mean feat, that, let me tell you. It takes a lot of planning (and even more planning) to organize a month's worth of posts in alphabetical order and get them out on time. It's a huge investment in time, something I always seem to lack. The old adage of "write something every day" predates blogging but the advice still holds true. The A to Z cuts into my real writing time.
While comments overall seemed to be down this year, I received one I want to share. It's attached to Z is for Zen, which of course is the last post of the month.
"I must admit after the warning about the content on the way into your blog, your posts where such a relief! I'm not sure exactly what I was expecting but it was a lot worse than romance novels! I really enjoyed your posts. I enjoyed reading a little about what your books are about but I loved the fact you also included other things so it didn't feel like it was just an ad for your books. Congratulations on finishing the challenge. Zen was the perfect end to it!"
This comment really made my day in a big way. I'm glad Between the Keys is not what she expected! To be candid, it's never been quite what I expected, either. I started the blog for promotional purposes but it's morphed into so much more.
Another writing adage says today's writer must interact with the reader. Love to! I work forty-five hours a week. I have a household to run. My husband is disabled by nerve damage caused by chemotherapy. I write. Now, just what do I let slide to accomplish this interaction? Answer: nothing. And so I blog.
It's a simple comment but it says a lot. It says I connected to someone. And that makes all the effort of maintaining Between the Keys, of taking time out to blog, to do the work to participate in the A to Z - it makes it all worth it.
So go say something nice on someone's blog today. You may never know the exact manner in which it will happen, but rest assured, you will touch someone's life.
KC Kendricks
www.kckendricks.com
I'm a five-time survivor of the A to Z Blogging Challenge. No mean feat, that, let me tell you. It takes a lot of planning (and even more planning) to organize a month's worth of posts in alphabetical order and get them out on time. It's a huge investment in time, something I always seem to lack. The old adage of "write something every day" predates blogging but the advice still holds true. The A to Z cuts into my real writing time.
While comments overall seemed to be down this year, I received one I want to share. It's attached to Z is for Zen, which of course is the last post of the month.
"I must admit after the warning about the content on the way into your blog, your posts where such a relief! I'm not sure exactly what I was expecting but it was a lot worse than romance novels! I really enjoyed your posts. I enjoyed reading a little about what your books are about but I loved the fact you also included other things so it didn't feel like it was just an ad for your books. Congratulations on finishing the challenge. Zen was the perfect end to it!"
This comment really made my day in a big way. I'm glad Between the Keys is not what she expected! To be candid, it's never been quite what I expected, either. I started the blog for promotional purposes but it's morphed into so much more.
Another writing adage says today's writer must interact with the reader. Love to! I work forty-five hours a week. I have a household to run. My husband is disabled by nerve damage caused by chemotherapy. I write. Now, just what do I let slide to accomplish this interaction? Answer: nothing. And so I blog.
It's a simple comment but it says a lot. It says I connected to someone. And that makes all the effort of maintaining Between the Keys, of taking time out to blog, to do the work to participate in the A to Z - it makes it all worth it.
So go say something nice on someone's blog today. You may never know the exact manner in which it will happen, but rest assured, you will touch someone's life.
KC Kendricks
www.kckendricks.com
June 26, 2015
No One But You by KC Kendricks
June 27, 2015
"No one but you." Who doesn't love to hear those words whispered in their ear?
Welcome to My Sexy Saturday #98! We're talking about sexy men today and Levi and Stacy are one of my very best sexy couples. Their story began in Shining Victory from Stacy's point of view and continues in No One But You from Levi's point of view. I've always wanted to go back and tell the next part of their story once again from Stacy's viewpoint. I should put that on my To Do List!
Here are seven paragraphs from No One But You. Enjoy!
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I raised my hands skyward and rolled my eyes. “God save me. He thinks you’re cute, too. I told him you’re hung like a horse and the whole thing is mine. Now don’t force me to have to snip off both your dicks.”
“Ouch.” He laughed softly. The old, cocky Stacy grinned. “He’s watching. You gonna kiss me?”
I backed him against the pickup, thigh-to-thigh and pelvis-to-pelvis. My cock started to swell. The man always had that effect on me. “You’re too eager, Stacy James.”
“You’ve got some nerve, calling me eager.”
My mouth slanted across his. Stacy’s lips opened; his tongue licked into mine. I pressed closer, wanting to crawl inside his skin with him. He relaxed in my arms, and my hips surged forward. Stacy broke off the kiss, his hands steady on my ribs.
“Whoa, lover. Last night not enough to hold you over?”
“I never get enough of you. I keep telling you that.”
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NO ONE BUT YOU
Available now at Amber Allure and other fine online booksellers
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/1175-No-One-But-You.aspx
More about No One But You:
Lovers Stacy James and Levi Wright keep their relationship hot and spicy by enjoying the little things in life. Levi welcomes Stacy home from a business trip by delighting his partner with a quick trick in the men’s room of a local pool hall. An offhand comment by a stranger cools Stacy’s ardor, and sets in motion a chain reaction that rocks the very foundation of Levi’s world. He’s never cheated on Stacy, but Stacy has sudden doubts.
On his own, Levi is tested in his discoveries – about Stacy, their relationship, and about the kind of man he wants to be. One thing he knows for certain. He’s not losing Stacy over a careless whisper that isn’t true, but will the only man he’ll ever love forgive his angry words?
Stacy made the worst mistake of his life telling his lover to find another place to sleep. Levi might be younger, but he’s a man, with a man’s pride. Stacy draws on all his experience to walk a road full of detours and pitfalls to meet Levi halfway, and bring him home. Because for Stacy, there’s no one but Levi.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
For more about My Sexy Saturday and to visit all the participating blogs, please visit http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.com
"No one but you." Who doesn't love to hear those words whispered in their ear?
Welcome to My Sexy Saturday #98! We're talking about sexy men today and Levi and Stacy are one of my very best sexy couples. Their story began in Shining Victory from Stacy's point of view and continues in No One But You from Levi's point of view. I've always wanted to go back and tell the next part of their story once again from Stacy's viewpoint. I should put that on my To Do List!
Here are seven paragraphs from No One But You. Enjoy!
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I raised my hands skyward and rolled my eyes. “God save me. He thinks you’re cute, too. I told him you’re hung like a horse and the whole thing is mine. Now don’t force me to have to snip off both your dicks.”
“Ouch.” He laughed softly. The old, cocky Stacy grinned. “He’s watching. You gonna kiss me?”
I backed him against the pickup, thigh-to-thigh and pelvis-to-pelvis. My cock started to swell. The man always had that effect on me. “You’re too eager, Stacy James.”
“You’ve got some nerve, calling me eager.”
My mouth slanted across his. Stacy’s lips opened; his tongue licked into mine. I pressed closer, wanting to crawl inside his skin with him. He relaxed in my arms, and my hips surged forward. Stacy broke off the kiss, his hands steady on my ribs.
“Whoa, lover. Last night not enough to hold you over?”
“I never get enough of you. I keep telling you that.”
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NO ONE BUT YOU
Available now at Amber Allure and other fine online booksellers
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/1175-No-One-But-You.aspx
More about No One But You:
Lovers Stacy James and Levi Wright keep their relationship hot and spicy by enjoying the little things in life. Levi welcomes Stacy home from a business trip by delighting his partner with a quick trick in the men’s room of a local pool hall. An offhand comment by a stranger cools Stacy’s ardor, and sets in motion a chain reaction that rocks the very foundation of Levi’s world. He’s never cheated on Stacy, but Stacy has sudden doubts.
On his own, Levi is tested in his discoveries – about Stacy, their relationship, and about the kind of man he wants to be. One thing he knows for certain. He’s not losing Stacy over a careless whisper that isn’t true, but will the only man he’ll ever love forgive his angry words?
Stacy made the worst mistake of his life telling his lover to find another place to sleep. Levi might be younger, but he’s a man, with a man’s pride. Stacy draws on all his experience to walk a road full of detours and pitfalls to meet Levi halfway, and bring him home. Because for Stacy, there’s no one but Levi.
KC Kendricks
http://www.kckendricks.com
For more about My Sexy Saturday and to visit all the participating blogs, please visit http://mysexysaturday.blogspot.com
ACBW - Can't waste steak
June 26, 2015
Went to the meat market today to do some freezer stocking so I got two NY strips while I was there. The first thing Ron did was trip and drop them on the patio concrete. I scrubbed them and I bet they'll taste like dish soap, but we figured grill and see. How’s life? - KC Kendricks~Yum, steak off the ground. I've washed plenty of things off that I've dropped. Doing good, busy as hell. Still working on twenty projects at once. Had a yard sale this past Saturday, made $200 and then went and bought groceries. Needless to say the store got all my money. - Brenda Williamson
Went to the meat market today to do some freezer stocking so I got two NY strips while I was there. The first thing Ron did was trip and drop them on the patio concrete. I scrubbed them and I bet they'll taste like dish soap, but we figured grill and see. How’s life? - KC Kendricks~Yum, steak off the ground. I've washed plenty of things off that I've dropped. Doing good, busy as hell. Still working on twenty projects at once. Had a yard sale this past Saturday, made $200 and then went and bought groceries. Needless to say the store got all my money. - Brenda Williamson
June 19, 2015
A Conversation Between Writers - Going Indie
June 19, 2015
Okay...so I decided...I'm going to format my m/m story for Kindle. No backing out. I spent all morning playing with photos trying to decide on a simple, easy cover. Of course nothing is simple and certainly not cheap. But the cover is the first thing they see, then the title, then the blurb, and then they buy and are stuck with everything inside :-) I had almost decided on a mountain scene and then I saw this guy's face and thought - yum. So I bought a handsome man...well at least the right to use his face. Now if that isn't commitment I don't know what is. Now I HAVE to get the story ready. -Brenda Williamson~That is a really good cover. It's simple and it's HOT. And where exactly did you find that guy? Are you going to try and get some of your self-pubbed into print, too. Indie publishing, here I come. - KC Kendricks
Available now: Hey, Joe by KC Kendricks
Okay...so I decided...I'm going to format my m/m story for Kindle. No backing out. I spent all morning playing with photos trying to decide on a simple, easy cover. Of course nothing is simple and certainly not cheap. But the cover is the first thing they see, then the title, then the blurb, and then they buy and are stuck with everything inside :-) I had almost decided on a mountain scene and then I saw this guy's face and thought - yum. So I bought a handsome man...well at least the right to use his face. Now if that isn't commitment I don't know what is. Now I HAVE to get the story ready. -Brenda Williamson~That is a really good cover. It's simple and it's HOT. And where exactly did you find that guy? Are you going to try and get some of your self-pubbed into print, too. Indie publishing, here I come. - KC Kendricks
Available now: Hey, Joe by KC Kendricks
June 13, 2015
The Ghost Makes Three on this My Sexy Saturday
June 13, 2014
New release! The Ghost Makes Three is now available at Amber Allure. The Ghost Makes Three is the sequel to The Ghost Wore Denim. It's a joint project with Christiane France. It's kinda cool making up our own ghostly rules as we go along.
So this week for the My Sexy Saturday blob hop, I'm featuring seven sexy paragraphs from The Ghost Makes Three. This is a short exchange between Michael and Robin where they negotiate Robin's tendency to sneak into the bedroom to watch. (Don't make me explain what he watches!)
Enjoy!
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“I hear you.” He laughed and backed away. “You’re such a silly boy. In case you haven’t noticed I already am. Dead that is.”
I laughed in spite of myself. He was right. Robin was a ghost and I couldn’t force him to do anything.
“Okay, Robin. You win. I can’t prevent you from spying on Colin and me. All I can do is beg you to be discreet.” I approached him, stopping when we were toe-to-toe. “And absolutely no spying on the guests. Deal?”
For a moment he looked a bit pouty, but then he nodded.
“Shall we shake on it?”
I rolled my eyes. “Right. You don’t have a hand I can grasp.”
“Then what did I just touch you with?”
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THE GHOST MAKES THREE by KC Kendricks and Christiane France
Available now at Amber Allure
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2199-The-Ghost-Makes-Three.aspx
About the book:
Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.
Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.
How the ghost came to live in at the B& B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three.
New release! The Ghost Makes Three is now available at Amber Allure. The Ghost Makes Three is the sequel to The Ghost Wore Denim. It's a joint project with Christiane France. It's kinda cool making up our own ghostly rules as we go along.
So this week for the My Sexy Saturday blob hop, I'm featuring seven sexy paragraphs from The Ghost Makes Three. This is a short exchange between Michael and Robin where they negotiate Robin's tendency to sneak into the bedroom to watch. (Don't make me explain what he watches!)
Enjoy!
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“I hear you.” He laughed and backed away. “You’re such a silly boy. In case you haven’t noticed I already am. Dead that is.”
I laughed in spite of myself. He was right. Robin was a ghost and I couldn’t force him to do anything.
“Okay, Robin. You win. I can’t prevent you from spying on Colin and me. All I can do is beg you to be discreet.” I approached him, stopping when we were toe-to-toe. “And absolutely no spying on the guests. Deal?”
For a moment he looked a bit pouty, but then he nodded.
“Shall we shake on it?”
I rolled my eyes. “Right. You don’t have a hand I can grasp.”
“Then what did I just touch you with?”
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THE GHOST MAKES THREE by KC Kendricks and Christiane France
Available now at Amber Allure
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2199-The-Ghost-Makes-Three.aspx
About the book:
Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.
Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.
How the ghost came to live in at the B& B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three.
June 12, 2015
A Conversation Between Writers - Another cover story
June 12, 2015
Writers obsess about covers. Brenda and I are learning to make our own. It's been a lot of fun.
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Another Cover Story
I think orange with a brown-ish undertone always works. I, too, am very tired of blue on my covers but I'm just the author. I'm glad I'm learning the self-pubbing because I really think it's going to be more and more important in the future. -KC Kendricks
= = = = =I didn't know orange was hot, but I was happy to see it wasn't blue or red, I have too many of those already. The cover is okay. Part naked man usually works.- Brenda Williamson
Writers obsess about covers. Brenda and I are learning to make our own. It's been a lot of fun.
_*_
Another Cover Story
I think orange with a brown-ish undertone always works. I, too, am very tired of blue on my covers but I'm just the author. I'm glad I'm learning the self-pubbing because I really think it's going to be more and more important in the future. -KC Kendricks
= = = = =I didn't know orange was hot, but I was happy to see it wasn't blue or red, I have too many of those already. The cover is okay. Part naked man usually works.- Brenda Williamson
June 7, 2015
The Ghost Makes Three - now available
June 7, 2015
Now available at Amber Allure - The Ghost Makes Three.
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Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.
Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.
How the ghost came to live in at the B&B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three.
THE GHOST MAKES THREE
The sequel to THE GHOST WORE DENIM
An excerpt:
The door opened and Colin came in carrying a small tray. “Who were you talking to?”I hoped I didn’t look guilty as I flopped down onto the bed. I had to stop fibbing to my lover every time Robin was around. “I was muttering to my pants. They kept falling off the hanger.”Colin handed me a shot glass full of a dark amber liquid. He lifted his glass, tapped it against the rim of mine and with a quick flick of his wrist downed the contents. I echoed his action. The whiskey burned all the way down and after it hit bottom the heat rapidly spread through my entire body. Colin ran his index finger from the tip of my leaking cock to my aching balls. “Now. What to do about this?”“Anything. Something. I’ve been having a hard time trying to ignore it until you get naked and crawl into bed.”I patted the spot beside me. His response was slip off his belt along with his holster and service revolver and hang them on a special hook in the closet. The one in the far corner, behind his shirts and out of sight. I idly stroked myself until I realized Robin was watching. Drat him. How was I going to sneak up here in the middle of the day and masturbate with the ghost watching? Outsmarting him was going to take some serious planning.Colin tossed his uniform in the basket the laundry service provided and stepped into the bathroom. I heard the shower come on. My heart rate kicked up a notch. Not long now. He always took a quick rinse before he came to me after being on duty – quick being the important thing. I glanced over at Robin. He was now sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees, a satisfied grin on his face and looking entirely too human for my personal comfort. God, I hoped I could forget he was there. What if my erection faded and I couldn’t finish the job? Fucking hell! What if I couldn’t even begin the job?I wished I hadn’t had that thought. If it became a self-fulfilling prophecy, Colin would think he did something wrong and I’d have to let him or… Absolutely not. No way. There was no way in hell I could tell him that my failure was due to Robin’s presence in the room. He’d go ballistic for sure. Even worse, he’d probably leave and never come back.I heard the shower cut off and in less than a minute a damp and clammy Colin joined me in the bed. I switched off the lamp and patted his belly. He covered my hand with his. “I’m glad I’m here with you, Michael. I don’t mean to worry you by seeming distant or distracted. It’s just—”"I get it, Colin. I really do. Your job is rewarding, but stressful.” I eased our joined hands down to his groin. “What you need is a little stress relief.”He chuckled softly. With a quick, controlled motion he rolled and pinned me to the bed. His mouth took mine in a searing kiss that sent me soaring for several wonderful moments. Colin kissed my neck. His voice was rough in my ear.“I need you, Michael. I want to feel you move inside me…”
The Ghost Makes Three
Now available at Amber Allure
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2199-The-Ghost-Makes-Three.aspx
Read how Michael and Colin met the ghost in The Ghost Wore Denim, available at Amber Allure.
Now available at Amber Allure - The Ghost Makes Three.
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Michael Brooks’ life took an unexpected direction when he found the Taylor mansion, a two-story Colonial perfect for a Bed & Breakfast. An untenured college professor, he suddenly became a successful entrepreneur. And best of all, he met sexy deputy Colin Jefferson and they hit it off in a big way. He’s even made friends with a ghost.Deputy Colin Jefferson is dedicated to his career and to making a life with Michael. Serving the community he loves, he’s well aware of the stories that tell of the Taylor mansion being haunted. Now he’s living there with Michael and Colin knows the stories are true. There’s a ghost with a penchant for wearing denim lurking in his bedroom.
How the ghost came to live in at the B&B is a mystery Michael and Colin need to solve. It’s the only way for their resident spirit to find eternal rest. Until then, the ghost makes three.
THE GHOST MAKES THREE
The sequel to THE GHOST WORE DENIM
An excerpt:
The door opened and Colin came in carrying a small tray. “Who were you talking to?”I hoped I didn’t look guilty as I flopped down onto the bed. I had to stop fibbing to my lover every time Robin was around. “I was muttering to my pants. They kept falling off the hanger.”Colin handed me a shot glass full of a dark amber liquid. He lifted his glass, tapped it against the rim of mine and with a quick flick of his wrist downed the contents. I echoed his action. The whiskey burned all the way down and after it hit bottom the heat rapidly spread through my entire body. Colin ran his index finger from the tip of my leaking cock to my aching balls. “Now. What to do about this?”“Anything. Something. I’ve been having a hard time trying to ignore it until you get naked and crawl into bed.”I patted the spot beside me. His response was slip off his belt along with his holster and service revolver and hang them on a special hook in the closet. The one in the far corner, behind his shirts and out of sight. I idly stroked myself until I realized Robin was watching. Drat him. How was I going to sneak up here in the middle of the day and masturbate with the ghost watching? Outsmarting him was going to take some serious planning.Colin tossed his uniform in the basket the laundry service provided and stepped into the bathroom. I heard the shower come on. My heart rate kicked up a notch. Not long now. He always took a quick rinse before he came to me after being on duty – quick being the important thing. I glanced over at Robin. He was now sitting with his arms wrapped around his knees, a satisfied grin on his face and looking entirely too human for my personal comfort. God, I hoped I could forget he was there. What if my erection faded and I couldn’t finish the job? Fucking hell! What if I couldn’t even begin the job?I wished I hadn’t had that thought. If it became a self-fulfilling prophecy, Colin would think he did something wrong and I’d have to let him or… Absolutely not. No way. There was no way in hell I could tell him that my failure was due to Robin’s presence in the room. He’d go ballistic for sure. Even worse, he’d probably leave and never come back.I heard the shower cut off and in less than a minute a damp and clammy Colin joined me in the bed. I switched off the lamp and patted his belly. He covered my hand with his. “I’m glad I’m here with you, Michael. I don’t mean to worry you by seeming distant or distracted. It’s just—”"I get it, Colin. I really do. Your job is rewarding, but stressful.” I eased our joined hands down to his groin. “What you need is a little stress relief.”He chuckled softly. With a quick, controlled motion he rolled and pinned me to the bed. His mouth took mine in a searing kiss that sent me soaring for several wonderful moments. Colin kissed my neck. His voice was rough in my ear.“I need you, Michael. I want to feel you move inside me…”
The Ghost Makes Three
Now available at Amber Allure
http://www.amberquill.com/store/p/2199-The-Ghost-Makes-Three.aspx
Read how Michael and Colin met the ghost in The Ghost Wore Denim, available at Amber Allure.
June 6, 2015
This kind of education
June 6, 2015
This kind of education is worth every cent. - from Paradise Cafe by Arc Angels
No, my recent education wasn't worth every cent. It was valuable, but way too expensive. I will be years reckoning with the cost. To what do I refer? My recent spring vacation.
I've got a serious problem lurking over my shoulder. I picture it grinning in secret glee.
My spring vacations have been a source of joy for many years. Last year I was positively manic during the week. This year, looking back on the week just past, I've got some hard questions to answer. Is this merely a bump on road or something serious? To what extent am I going to allow it to affect my plans? What can I do now?
You see, the man of the house has been retired for many years. Please understand it's not been wine and roses for him. A kidney transplant followed by two rounds of cancer caused him to enter his post-employment phase. It wasn't something he chose. The damage done by disease and treatment is irrevocable. He'll never be strong and able again. It's a frustrating situation for both of us.
My vacation was a definite intrusion into his time and space. I get it. I really do. He's used to having his days to himself to do whatever the hell he wants to do, which is usually not much. I was home and I wanted to do things he did not. And so my education began.
It's up to me to decide where I go from here. I'm unwilling to change my retirement plans to accommodate his reluctance to lose the solitude to which he's accustomed. That is to say, I'm unwilling to continue to work past the point when I can afford to retire and write full time. And so he must begin to adjust his thinking, too. How much noise does one make when writing? Just the clicking of the keyboard. I like quiet, too. Perhaps it's my presence he finds objectionable. See the problem?
There's a saying that I find very apropos for today. "If it is to be, it is up to me." That's pretty straightforward. I shoulder the responsibility for my happiness both for today and for all tomorrows.
If it is to be, it is up to me.
This kind of education is worth every cent. - from Paradise Cafe by Arc Angels
No, my recent education wasn't worth every cent. It was valuable, but way too expensive. I will be years reckoning with the cost. To what do I refer? My recent spring vacation.
I've got a serious problem lurking over my shoulder. I picture it grinning in secret glee.
My spring vacations have been a source of joy for many years. Last year I was positively manic during the week. This year, looking back on the week just past, I've got some hard questions to answer. Is this merely a bump on road or something serious? To what extent am I going to allow it to affect my plans? What can I do now?
You see, the man of the house has been retired for many years. Please understand it's not been wine and roses for him. A kidney transplant followed by two rounds of cancer caused him to enter his post-employment phase. It wasn't something he chose. The damage done by disease and treatment is irrevocable. He'll never be strong and able again. It's a frustrating situation for both of us.
My vacation was a definite intrusion into his time and space. I get it. I really do. He's used to having his days to himself to do whatever the hell he wants to do, which is usually not much. I was home and I wanted to do things he did not. And so my education began.
It's up to me to decide where I go from here. I'm unwilling to change my retirement plans to accommodate his reluctance to lose the solitude to which he's accustomed. That is to say, I'm unwilling to continue to work past the point when I can afford to retire and write full time. And so he must begin to adjust his thinking, too. How much noise does one make when writing? Just the clicking of the keyboard. I like quiet, too. Perhaps it's my presence he finds objectionable. See the problem?
There's a saying that I find very apropos for today. "If it is to be, it is up to me." That's pretty straightforward. I shoulder the responsibility for my happiness both for today and for all tomorrows.
If it is to be, it is up to me.
June 5, 2015
ACBW - Writers Gotta Eat
June 5, 2015
Today I diet. Going good so far. For breakfast I ate two scrambled eggs & drank 6oz of V8. Then I sat down to write. When I looked at the clock it was 1:30. Yay, I'm writing again! Took break to pack up jewels for shipping and eat lunch and check email. Now I'll go write some more. Actually, trying to read through the rest of this story to see how it ends before I write more into it and find I have a bunch of facts to fix. - BrendaWilliamson
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Diet... I did so/so today. We went to Bob Evans instead of cooking. I got the Wildfire Chicken salad so I DID have green stuff. It could have been worse. Far, far worse.... - KC Kendricks
Today I diet. Going good so far. For breakfast I ate two scrambled eggs & drank 6oz of V8. Then I sat down to write. When I looked at the clock it was 1:30. Yay, I'm writing again! Took break to pack up jewels for shipping and eat lunch and check email. Now I'll go write some more. Actually, trying to read through the rest of this story to see how it ends before I write more into it and find I have a bunch of facts to fix. - BrendaWilliamson
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Diet... I did so/so today. We went to Bob Evans instead of cooking. I got the Wildfire Chicken salad so I DID have green stuff. It could have been worse. Far, far worse.... - KC Kendricks
