A Peek Behind the Curtain: Hobbies

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Hi, everyone! I thought it might be fun from time to time to do a post about my real life, instead of just the worlds in my imagination. I don’t know how often I’ll do these, but I’m hoping you’ll enjoy them all the same.

As the title implies, this post is about what I enjoy doing outside of writing(which I do love). Like most writers, I enjoy reading but that’s more akin to breathing as far as I’m concerned. Too much a part of my soul to call it a hobby.

I love working with my hands. Anything where I can take different elements and combine them to make something beautiful or useful. Or both, if things go well. Continue reading

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Ten Questions for a Fictional Character: Selena and Jeremy of The Girl

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***ATTENTION!!!*** This post contains spoilers about my story The Girl. If you haven’t read it yet, click here for part 1, her for 2, here for 3, and here for 4. Continue reading

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The Girl: Part 4

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***Attention!!!*** For Part 1 click here, here for Part 2, and here for Part 3

 

My pulse throbs in my ears, Jeremy’s tall frame coming into view.

“Selena?” Jeremy holds a hand behind his back. “Babe, where are you?”

“I have nothin’ else on me,” Gertrude’s father whispers.

“And I have no reason to believe you.” Why am I keeping my voice down?

“You have my daughter, you have my weapon. The way he reacts to seein’ me will tell you everything you need to know. Please, stay here.”

For some reason I’ll never understand, I remain hidden as he emerges into the moonlight. I watch this stranger approach and I see Jeremy freeze, recognition jolting through and making him stumble back. Continue reading

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The Girl: Part 3

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***Attention!!!*** For Part 1 click here, for Part 2 click here.

I try to turn but his grip on the back of my neck tightens. He slips his hand beneath my shirt and I feel the cold sharp edge of a blade.

“If you’d be so kind as to step into my office, we can be discussin’ what it is we need to do now.”

Gertrude gurgles in my arms, her wide eyes fixed on the shadow behind me. Continue reading

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The Girl: Part 2

Hi, everyone. I’m so sorry this post is a week late and I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Thank you for your patience and thank you, as always, for spending a little time in my imagination 

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***For Part 1, click here.***

 

Amber bats her lashes at Jeremy, her gaze glittering, before blowing him a kiss and strutting off.

“If that’s true, the adoption process stops, doesn’t it?” The breeze prickles the hairs on my arm and I cling to Gertrude.

Jeremy circles us with his arms and the world fades away for me, the color receding from his cheeks.

“What is it?” My words tremble in the air.

He shakes his head and lowers his voice. “You stay here with the baby. I’m going home for the car.”

“Jeremy, what’s going on?”

His grip tightens on my arms and he arranges his face into a smile, his eyes dead. He nods to our passing neighbors. “I’m just not feeling well, honey. You two stay, and I’ll be back in a bit.” His lips brush my ear. “There are plenty of people here, you’ll be safe.”

My legs shake and I lower myself to the ground as he disappears into the tree line.

Gert’s eyes widen, water gathering on her lashes. I bounce her on my leg, babbling until she glows. Spinning her around, I cover her ears and the first rocket shoots into the sky, showering red sparks. The cacophony of the fireworks mimics my heart and I can’t help wondering who the other half of this little girl is. I hold her closer, almost feeling her being pulled away. Continue reading

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A Moment

 

10955770_921779884508642_5358980511528207233_nHi, everyone. In light of recent events, i.e Dallas, Baton Rouge, and so many other tragedies within the borders of the USA and around the world, I wanted to  take a moment to write something in honor of the lives lost but I promise your regular post is on the way.

Every morning each of us awaken and take for granted we’ll come back home to sleep in our own beds that night and there are forces active within our world who wish to prevent this from happening. Innocent lives from both sides of the political aisle have been unfairly snuffed out by those who have chosen hatred. My heart, thoughts, and prayers go out to everyone who has been touched by this chaos.

I take comfort in the fact evil will always be overcome by good, and darkness will always be dispelled by the light. There is nothing that can snuff out hope so long as good men and women stand against hatred of every form and from every angle. This post is dedicated to each individual willing to do so.

To every officer who wakes up in the morning and puts on their uniform to faithfully, justly, and without prejudice form the thin blue line protecting innocent lives of every color and creed, I say thank you. To each paramedic, doctor, and first responder who do their best to save every precious life that crosses their path, you have my gratitude. And to every man and woman of our armed forces who do what you do so I might have the freedom to write these words, I am forever grateful. And this gratitude extends to the loved ones who selflessly support you so you might do these wonderful things.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. These words are so small, but they’re all I have to give. You have my support. You have my prayers. God keep and bless each of you and bring you home safely to your loved ones each night. God bless the USA and all other nations willing to stand against the darkness.

 

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The Girl: Part 1

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***ATTENTION!!!***
This post is a sequel to The Trunk and it’s subsequent character interview. If you haven’t read these yet, click here for the story, and here for the interview.

 

Jeremy grins and opens the garage door, shifting one-year-old Gertrude on his hip. “Come on, Selena. It’ll be fun. How often does this town put on a production like this?” He reaches his free hand to me.

I cross my eyes at Gertrude, bringing a fit of giggles from her. “Yes to the fireworks, no to the self-driving car.”

“I can manually drive it, you know.”

Laughing, I take the baby from him. “That I trust even less. Daddy is a bad driver, isn’t he Gertty?”

His eyes widen, brows rising as he shakes his head. “Daddy. Not sure I’ll ever get used to that.”

“Me either.” I smell the soft down of her hair. “But adopting her is worth being a bit out of our comfort zone.”

“She lost the only family she had left when Polly went to prison. What else could I do? Let her get lost in the foster care system?”

I touch his cheek. “No, but something a little less super-human than adopting the daughter of our former stalker and the niece of the woman who kidnapped me would have been understandable.” Continue reading

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