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Jane Jago - shut up and write
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May 14, 2017 12:01PM
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Jane wrote: "Okay. I'm on the horns of a thingy (do not get overexcited CB) about this book wot I writ.I've had it out to the betas and gotten diametrically opposed reactions. On one side -meh. On the other -..."
I'd look at it to see how I could strengthen it. Were they meh just because the topic wasn't for them? Or was it a 'problem' with the story?
Good luck! And Congrats on the new book!
Ooh, that's a tricksy little blighter; it nearly escaped my notice!!Congratulations on your new book.
If you don't mind a slow reader feel free to send me an LRC xx
T.L. wrote: "Ooh, that's a tricksy little blighter; it nearly escaped my notice!!Congratulations on your new book.
If you don't mind a slow reader feel free to send me an LRC xx"
I don't mind most things. And slow readers are good. Heck, any readers are good. If you pm me your email and preferred format I'll oblige..
You are old so you should dress demurelyYou should peer at new fashions unsurely
It just is not right
That your jeans are so tight
That your ass makes young men think impurely
© jane jago 2017
You are old you should find sex a boreOr an underpaid marital chore
You shouldn't enjoy
A naughty young boy
On a rug on a campervan floor
© jane jago 2017
You are old, you should only eat stewAnd a digestive biscuit or two
You shouldn't be found
In the best joint in town
Eating oysters and tiramisu
© jane jago 2017
And here I thought the privilege of being old is that you get to eat what you want and damn the consequences. ;-p
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Now I want some. But every time I want to ask for that dessert, somehow I find myself asking for tsunami...
(Yeah this is one of those words I keep mixing with another. )
A tsunami of tiramisu would be AMAZING! That's how I want to go. :P
Drown in tiramisu cream... If I wasn't allergic to dairy, that sounds splendid.
Nat wrote: "Drown in tiramisu cream... If I wasn't allergic to dairy, that sounds splendid."I take lactose pills. Bring the tsunami! lol
Jane wrote: "I've been Nominated. For an award. 2017 best female author.TheAuthorsShow.com.
I'm wagging my tail like mad.
There is even a digital seal thingy to prove it. But I've never managed to get an im..."
Super cool!
Jane wrote: "A free flash fiction.https://www.booksie.com/507051-gloriana"
Yeah, those "virgin births" are never what they seem. ;)
If booksie is too far it's on my Goodreads blog now as well...
The pompoem's a thing of great beauty Although it's both vulgar and fruity
For rhythm and rhyme
It's ahead of its time
And the entendres do double duty
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Dwayne wrote: "You said duty."Sorry Dwayne four-letter word (old Brit euphemism for cuss word if anybody didn't know). Slaps self on wrist
*places hand over mouth and giggles*
The dragon spiralled down out of the sunset, with the orange light setting his skin aflame so that he looked as if he was made of oil and steel. Tia stood and watched, wryly noting the Diamond Throne banner, whilst being careful not to move or speak until the shining one's feet touched the ground and he furled his wingsIf you want to know more watch this space
Will do. Hugs
Alex wrote: "Dragons, YAY!!!! I don't care whether they're mean, bad and naughty, or nice and helpful, dragons are always the best."I wholeheartedly agree!!
M'a'tsu watched her go, enjoying her long-legged stride and the way her body moved under the simple linen robe she wore. He found himself fantasising about tying her up with the rope of her own black hair, which hung in a braid almost to her knees. Giving himself a sharp inward reminder that he wasn't there for pleasure, he took the necessary time to compose his mind before making the change.
Lyra wrote: "Naughty sexy dragon shifter alert!!"Yes. He's bad. If you want to know what happens......
Coming soon
DRAGONHEARTIn Dragonheart there are no second chances
The dragon spiralled down out of the sunset, with the orange light setting his skin aflame so that he looked as if he was made of oil and steel. Tia stood and watched, wryly noting the Diamond Throne banner, whilst being careful not to move or speak until the shining one's feet touched the ground and he furled his wings.
She bowed her head in a formal gesture of welcome.
"Greetings lady," the voice inside her head was deeper than she expected. This must be a full male, which meant he would be a shifter as well. He would bear watching. Carefully.
"Greetings, bright one."
The dragon regarded her out of whirling multi-faceted eyes before bowing his head. The silence lengthened, and seemed to Tia that her uninvited guest was trying to make her nervous with his lack of comment. She broke the silence in a deliberately small voice.
"What does my lady mother want of me?"
"Naught. She would merely ascertain that you are well."
Tia cast down her eyes so he could not see her contempt.
"Perhaps my lord dragon would care to assume his human form and venture inside, to where we can speak in more comfort."
If it was possible for a dragon to look puzzled, he did so.
"May one ask what makes you think this dragon has a human form?"
For a moment Tia dropped her shield of humility.
"Who am I?" she raised a narrow dark eyebrow.
He thought about that one for a moment before dipping his head.
"One is ashamed."
Tia was at great pains not to show her contempt for that remark.
"I apologise. It was not my intention to cause you disquiet."
She felt the dragonish laughter as a vibration that ran right through her skeleton.
"My name is M'a'tsu, and I would be honoured to visit with you."
Tia curtseyed.
"I will leave you to make the change in privacy."
She turned and made her way across the flower strewn meadow to the grey stone buildings that clustered at the base of the cliffs and the stone stairway to the temple.
M'a'tsu watched her go, enjoying her long-legged stride and the way her body moved under the simple linen robe she wore. He found himself fantasising about tying her up with the rope of her own black hair, which hung in a braid almost to her knees. Giving himself a sharp inward reminder that he wasn't there for pleasure, he took the necessary time to compose his mind before making the change.
Once he was in his human form, he stretched for a moment enjoying the different sensations afforded by thinner skin. He looked down at his muscular perfection and briefly considered remaining unclothed but the pleasure of the rapidly cooling air against his human flesh had to be balanced against the possibility of giving offence. Accordingly he shifted himself leather trews and a waistcoat, electing to remain barefoot for the sheer delight of the feel of grass beneath him................
And if you want to know more the full story is on booksie. Link above
Whooh! Is it hot in here, or what? Great stuff, Jane. Bravo! Hugs
Sam (Rescue Dog Mom, Writer, Hugger) wrote: "Whooh! Is it hot in here, or what? Great stuff, Jane. Bravo! Hugs"Thanks Suam. X
I LOVE what I'm reading so far, Jane!But I demand a full novel!!!
Lyra wrote: "I LOVE what I'm reading so far, Jane!But I demand a full novel!!!"
What there will be, I think, is a series of interconnected short stories centred on the inhabitants of Dragonheart. The bad dragons are brainstorming me
Jane wrote: "Lyra wrote: "I LOVE what I'm reading so far, Jane!But I demand a full novel!!!"
What there will be, I think, is a series of interconnected short stories centred on the inhabitants of Dragonheart..."
Yay!
I LOVE IT!!! I'm actually using wyverns in my book, but they aren't to be admired like yours. Hugs
I can't wait to read it soon, Jane. (My brain is so under-slept right now, so I'm waiting to read when I can comprehend the English language again. :P )
Ooop! I forgot to mention that little tid bit was absolutely delicious!! Hugs
The latest dragon tale is in progress....“And keep your eyes open for a dragon on a Harley Davidson.”
Constable Willet stopped in his tracks.
“A what?”
The desk sergeant looked up from his computer.
“You heard me.”
Outside the station, the handsome young policeman looked down at his partner. Badger cocked an intelligent ear.
“What’s your problem?”
“Dragons can't ride motorcycles.”
The canine cop stopped in his tracks.
“You may have a point.”
Willet grinned.
“See, I'm not completely stupid.”
He wasn't to know what Badger thought of that because the distinctive note of a Harley Davidson engine split the air. The motorcycle careered around the corner, rearing up onto one wheel and mounting the pavement before hurtling down the road bouncing off street furniture as it went.
Badger sat back on his haunches.
“That proves your point. Dragons really can't ride motorbikes.”
Willet grasped Badger’s harness in one hand as he unfurled his wings.
“Operation intercept,” he said happily as they took to the air.
It didn't take long to overhaul the motorcycle, as the riding became more and more eccentric with the Harley yawing from side to side and scraping its footrests at every movement. When they caught up, it had just made a sharp left onto a mercifully deserted football pitch. Willet made a long arm and pulled out the kill switch. The engine died and the bike slewed to a halt before slowly toppling over onto its side. The stubby golden dragon just managed to slip from the saddle in time to avoid being trapped by the fallen machine.
Badger gave the rider a very stern look.
“What's on here, my laddo,” he said firmly.
“Steady down Badger. It's only a hatchling. And I don't think it's a laddo.”
And then the sky was full of panicky dragons bugling their alarm and distress. A good dozen circled Willet, Badger and the hatchling making agitated noises.
“Thief, thief,” the biggest one cried in a strangely high-pitched voice. “Thieves and kidnappers. Where are the rest of our little ones?”
Willet knew that dragons broadcasting distress could easily spark a riot, so he stepped forward.
“Calm down and stop being silly. Nobody kidnapped anybody, although it does seem that those charged with the care of your hatchlings have failed in their duties.”
The lead dragon turned an unfriendly eye on him.
“How does a human dare to so address a dragon?”
Badger laughed sardonically.
“Hush now,” Willet admonished, “and stand back, I'm going to have to make the change before this lot get right out of hand.”
Badger backed off and Willet flowed into his true form.
Cute, funny, love it, Jane!! Hugs
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