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Six Sentence Sunday: Terms of Release

I think he really cares for you.” Her eyes flashed. “He hurts you, and I will cut off his balls.”

“I’m gonna be the one gets him hurt.” It would happen, like night followed day. The sheriff or Angel’s daddy would make Adam pay.

 

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This week's 6 Sentences are from my WIP, Terms of Release. :D

 

Much love, y'all.

BA

What I Did Last Week

Been a hard week, writing-wise, with Julia's Dad being ill, etc. :P Active writing: Tag Team: Fais Do Do -- m/m novel.  The Terms of Release -- m/m novel. OMG, the tears. Hammer and Tongs -- m/m Western.  m/m/f novel (co-write with Julia) -- fun, sexy menage. This one's still on hold until J and I hit some deadlines. Catnipped (working title) -- m/m/f shifters, bdsm. The subby boy is doing a strip tease as we speak.  In edits/rewrites: The Four Horsemen: Ace and Kitty -- still waiting.   Next up: Going at it, Hammer and Tongs ;D Much love, y'all. BA

My Dream Concert...

I dreamed last night that Tim McGraw and Melissa Etheridge opened for the Beatles and George Strait.

It was amazing.

O.o

Also, King George sang Imagine with a non-zombie John Lennon...

Much love, y'all.

BA

*leans*

*grins*

This is what I want to be doing today.

This is what I *am* doing:

;-)

How 'bout y'all?

Much love,

BA

Dragons...

I've been dreaming about dragons for a couple of days. Usually that means a book's coming down the pike, but dragons? Not really my thing.

I guess I'll just keep dreaming until someone shows up and tries to hi-jack another Word doc.

Do y'all have recurring dreams? Do they ever mean something?

Much love, y'all,

BA

What I Did Last Week (belated)

I coughed.

For a week.

I coughed and watched bad TV and drank Sprite Zero.

That's it.

For the first time since last Friday, I'm upright and functional. Go me!

Next week?

Work. Lots of writing. :D

Starting to Come Back to Life

Maybe.

O.o

It's been a week since I started getting sick and I have a cough and this amazing, overwhelming exhaustion, but the fever is gone, the stuffiness is gone. I did a load of laundry this morning. ;-)

I think now, though, I'm going to go look at words. I tried to write yesterday and I had NOTHING, y'all. Just white noise. I couldn't even read. So I watched reality television (Project Runway) and goofed off. 

Maybe today will be more normal.

 

Much love, y'all.

BA

10 Things that Make Me Happy, Randomly

Julia.

My nieces.

My dogs.

Coffee.

Country music.

The words "what if".

Sunshine.

The Wizard of Oz.

Cowboys.

Tattoos.

 

My prayer for all y'all is that you find your happy ending, just like I have.

Much love.

BA

Okay, so, Vegas? A BLAST

We goofed off. 

We walked.

We got the flu. 

We ate.

We shopped like fiends (new green Michael Kors purse of JOY!)

We hung out with Tory Temple.

We saw the Beatle's LOVE show (which OMG was stunningly good).

We saw Tim and Faith.

TIm.

Tim tim tim.

Tim.

Oh, y'all. He sounds so good. He looks amazing, but then he's been rocking the OMGSexGod thing for a while, but his voice is rocking. I can't wait to see him again in Houston. (And again in Beaumont, maybe...)

*sparkles*

Yeah.

It was good. 

*waves*

Hey y'all.

Went to Vegas, got the flu. Julia and I are sick as dogs.

*hugs tight*

Take care and much love.

BA