Here it is, the collage I post right before a release. Each picture is an aspect of the story. See if you can pick them out when you read it
STORMY SEAS COLLAGE
PHOTO CREDITS:
dyet http://www.sxc.hu/photo/179177 Dog sledding
Sebadanon http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1191412 Waterpark
garytamin http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1394009 New York City
dmpop http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1234386 Writing
mmagallan http://www.sxc.hu/photo/592160 man holding knife
brunopp http://www.sxc.hu/photo/913230 kissing
http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1080946 woman in silhouette
http://www.sxc.hu/photo/1088202 Man in silhouette by Mattox
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STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER 10
THIS WILL BE THE FINAL EXCERPT FROM THIS BOOK. LOOK FOR THE RELEASE OF STORMY SEAS ON AUGUST 24, 2013!!! WE ARE HAVING A GREAT PARTY OVER AT FACEBOOK. PLEASE JOIN US!!! https://www.facebook.com/events/1398844307000020/
They danced four songs wrapped in each other’s arms before deciding to find a table to rest at. Just as their drinks arrived, Jackson walked up. “Would I be interrupting something if I joined you?” he asked, his voice sounding somewhat melancholy.
“Sit down little brother.” Abigail invited. “I haven’t seen you in five years and even I know you were just not yourself. What’s going on?”
“Jackson sighed, “I can’t talk about it yet, but everyone will know soon. And no, I’m not sick or dying or anything bad like that.”
Abby breathed a sigh of relief. “Well that’s good to know. I hope everything else is okay.”
"It will be,” her brother answered with a smile. “Now what about you? Why did you lock yourself away from us for five years? We saw you for a half hour at the airport two years ago. You even stopped calling.”
“Jack don’t,” Sam warned. “She’ll tell you when she can.”
“It’s okay Sam,” I think I’m ready to try.”
“Good,” he smiled, taking her hand to offer reassurance.
“Okay Jack,” she started. “Have you heard of S.A. Mann, the crime thriller author?”
“Of course I have!” he enthused. “He’s one of my favorite author’s. I’ve read everything he’s written.”
Abby chuckled. “Well, he is actually me, and Sam.”
“Wow. Really?” My big sister is a famous author. How cool is that!”
Abigail cleared her throat. “Jack when you said you had read everything we’ve written did that include the eBook short stories?”
"Yeah, of course. I have every story and every book you guys have ever written on my e-reader. Why?”
“My Personal Horror,” was all she said. It didn’t take her brother long to fill in the blanks. Jack blinked a few times and swallowed hard before he looked up to catch her eye.
“I’m so sorry Abby. Please tell me some of the story was exaggerated for dramatic effect?”
“I can’t do that Jack,” she whispered grabbing his shaking hand with hers. That is exactly what happened to me, every last detail.”
"Oh God. I feel sick," Jackson squeezed her hand and took a few deep breaths. “I’m so sorry for everything I said, for every bad thought I had when you didn’t return my phone calls…”
“It’s okay Jack. It wasn’t your problem, it was mine. But I’m getting better now.” She sighed. “There is a bit more to the story though.”
**********
“Jesus Abby, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t go there Sam, it’s not your fault.”
"I know, I just get so angry at that bastard sometimes.”
“Do you want to see the scars?” she whispered as she started to undress.
“Yes.”
“Sit down little brother.” Abigail invited. “I haven’t seen you in five years and even I know you were just not yourself. What’s going on?”
“Jackson sighed, “I can’t talk about it yet, but everyone will know soon. And no, I’m not sick or dying or anything bad like that.”
Abby breathed a sigh of relief. “Well that’s good to know. I hope everything else is okay.”
"It will be,” her brother answered with a smile. “Now what about you? Why did you lock yourself away from us for five years? We saw you for a half hour at the airport two years ago. You even stopped calling.”
“Jack don’t,” Sam warned. “She’ll tell you when she can.”
“It’s okay Sam,” I think I’m ready to try.”
“Good,” he smiled, taking her hand to offer reassurance.
“Okay Jack,” she started. “Have you heard of S.A. Mann, the crime thriller author?”
“Of course I have!” he enthused. “He’s one of my favorite author’s. I’ve read everything he’s written.”
Abby chuckled. “Well, he is actually me, and Sam.”
“Wow. Really?” My big sister is a famous author. How cool is that!”
Abigail cleared her throat. “Jack when you said you had read everything we’ve written did that include the eBook short stories?”
"Yeah, of course. I have every story and every book you guys have ever written on my e-reader. Why?”
“My Personal Horror,” was all she said. It didn’t take her brother long to fill in the blanks. Jack blinked a few times and swallowed hard before he looked up to catch her eye.
“I’m so sorry Abby. Please tell me some of the story was exaggerated for dramatic effect?”
“I can’t do that Jack,” she whispered grabbing his shaking hand with hers. That is exactly what happened to me, every last detail.”
"Oh God. I feel sick," Jackson squeezed her hand and took a few deep breaths. “I’m so sorry for everything I said, for every bad thought I had when you didn’t return my phone calls…”
“It’s okay Jack. It wasn’t your problem, it was mine. But I’m getting better now.” She sighed. “There is a bit more to the story though.”
**********
“Jesus Abby, I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t go there Sam, it’s not your fault.”
"I know, I just get so angry at that bastard sometimes.”
“Do you want to see the scars?” she whispered as she started to undress.
“Yes.”
“Right here,” she said turning her head and moving her hair aside.
Sam swallowed down his anger and turned his attention to the scars that Abby pointed out, raining gentle caressing kisses on every one of them, over her entire body.
“These are no longer places where you have trauma scars, but places where you've been thoroughly loved,” he whispered as he kissed the last scar behind her other ear.
Sam swallowed down his anger and turned his attention to the scars that Abby pointed out, raining gentle caressing kisses on every one of them, over her entire body.
“These are no longer places where you have trauma scars, but places where you've been thoroughly loved,” he whispered as he kissed the last scar behind her other ear.
“Samuel West,” she murmured with tears in her eyes. “You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love you more with every breath I take.”
“I could say the same Abigail,” he smiled, just before he captured her mouth in a kiss.
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STORMY SEAS EXCERPT - CHAPTER 9
“Hey, you okay?” Sam asked, noticing the serious look on her face.
She smiled ”Yeah, I think things are going to be perfect now.”
“Mmm, I’m glad,” he said, kissing her. “Now go take a shower, lunch is in an hour and I have some phone calls to make myself.”
“By the way, don’t change yet,” she called as she shut herself in the bathroom. Sam looked down at the towel wrapped round his hips and smiled.
Abigail hurried through her shower and came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. She was carrying a brush. “Oh my God! My hair is so knotted from the wind, how are you with a brush?”
“I’m actually pretty handy, at least according to my cousin Sonja,” he laughed. “Come over here and sit down.”
“Abby sat on the loveseat next to Sam and handed him the brush. She sighed as he gently started to work the knots out. “I should probably get it cut now that I’m wearing it down.”
“That might be an idea. You can have a fresh new look.”
“Or I could just have you brush my hair for me,” she whispered. “This feels so good.”
Sam swept her hair to the side and kissed her neck. “That’s an idea too” he whispered back.”
“Sam, could you…” she sighed.
“What Abby, what do you want me to do?” he asked turning her to face him. “I need to hear the words Bibi, so I know it's without a doubt what you want.”
Abigail felt warm breath on her neck and fought down the panic that rose in her throat.
“It’s just me Abby,” Sam whispered, pulling her close. He felt her let out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry I scared you.”
“It’s okay, I’m just not used to waking up with a naked man breathing down my neck,” she laughed.
“Well turn around and I’ll breathe down your front,” he offered. “And anything else you might want me to do.”
She rolled over in his arms and looked into his eyes.
He kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I could get used to waking up next to you.”
“I hope you do,” she whispered.
“So you're okay?” he asked, running his hand along her side and over her hip.
“I’m better than okay Sam, I feel so alive!” she enthused. “What we did last night was incredible. I won’t regret it for even a moment.
“I love you Abigail, so much.”
“I love you too Sam, now kiss me and let's do it all over again.”
She smiled ”Yeah, I think things are going to be perfect now.”
“Mmm, I’m glad,” he said, kissing her. “Now go take a shower, lunch is in an hour and I have some phone calls to make myself.”
“By the way, don’t change yet,” she called as she shut herself in the bathroom. Sam looked down at the towel wrapped round his hips and smiled.
Abigail hurried through her shower and came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. She was carrying a brush. “Oh my God! My hair is so knotted from the wind, how are you with a brush?”
“I’m actually pretty handy, at least according to my cousin Sonja,” he laughed. “Come over here and sit down.”
“Abby sat on the loveseat next to Sam and handed him the brush. She sighed as he gently started to work the knots out. “I should probably get it cut now that I’m wearing it down.”
“That might be an idea. You can have a fresh new look.”
“Or I could just have you brush my hair for me,” she whispered. “This feels so good.”
Sam swept her hair to the side and kissed her neck. “That’s an idea too” he whispered back.”
“Sam, could you…” she sighed.
“What Abby, what do you want me to do?” he asked turning her to face him. “I need to hear the words Bibi, so I know it's without a doubt what you want.”
**********
Abigail felt warm breath on her neck and fought down the panic that rose in her throat.
“It’s just me Abby,” Sam whispered, pulling her close. He felt her let out a shaky breath. “I’m sorry I scared you.”
“It’s okay, I’m just not used to waking up with a naked man breathing down my neck,” she laughed.
“Well turn around and I’ll breathe down your front,” he offered. “And anything else you might want me to do.”
She rolled over in his arms and looked into his eyes.
He kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I could get used to waking up next to you.”
“I hope you do,” she whispered.
“So you're okay?” he asked, running his hand along her side and over her hip.
“I’m better than okay Sam, I feel so alive!” she enthused. “What we did last night was incredible. I won’t regret it for even a moment.
“I love you Abigail, so much.”
“I love you too Sam, now kiss me and let's do it all over again.”
STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER 8
Dressed in only the pair of shorts he'd been sleeping in, Sam sat on his bed reading through a paper copy of chapter twelve while Abigail typed away for over half an hour.
“You want to help me fix this up now?” she asked. She'd also changed into her shorts and tank top.
“Sure, let me have it,” he said reaching for the computer.
“It’s dying, you'll have to come over here by the plug.”
Sam sat up and pushed himself up off his bed. “I'll be right back,” he groaned, heading into the bathroom. He went in there more to compose himself than to use the facilities because he knew what kind of scene she'd been writing. She always got nervous and bounced her foot when she wrote a sex scene, and the thought of proofing it, sitting all squished up against her on that tiny twin bed, made it hard to breathe. Then he had an idea. “Hey Bibi, get up for a second,” he called from the bathroom.
“Why?"
“I’m going to push the beds together until bed time. Give us more room to work.” He could stay on his own side and still reach the laptop, and maybe he could make it through the rest of the night.
Sam leaned back against the wall to the right of the window and Abby was sitting cross legged on her side of the now large bed.
“Okay, let me read it,” he offered, reaching for the computer again. Abby handed it over and he started to read. She'd seamlessly added ten pages and he was right, it was the hottest sex scene he'd ever read.
“Wow, Bibi that adds a whole new dimension to the story. It’s perfect. There is only one small thing I would change.”
“Okay, what?” She asked moving up to the head of the bed to sit next to him.
His voice actually shook as he pointed out the small change he wanted to make. Having her so close made him want to take her in his arms and replay the scene she’d written. But that would definitely be too much too soon.
Abby took the laptop and made the changes. “Now, it’s perfect."
“I agree!” Sam enthused.
“I was afraid it would be too much,” she whispered. “It borders on erotica.”
"Yeah but it’s not quite there so it’s perfect for our book.”
Abigail chuckled and leaned her head on Sam’s shoulder. “Too bad they both die a horrible death two pages into the next chapter.”
“You are so cruel, killing off a young couple who have just had the best sex of their lives, and to top it off you made me leave dinner the other night because I joked about borrowing your underwear. Such cruelty!"
Abigail laughed. “I'm so sorry,” she gasped, trying to catch her breath. She turned to look at Sam. “I was such a bitch that night.”
“You were,” Sam agreed staring into her eyes. “But everyone gets to be once in awhile.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay Abby.” Sam wrapped his arms around her, squeezing just tight enough for her to feel safe and loved. “I won't hold it against you.” He shifted on the bed hoping like hell that she wouldn't move her elbow too much or she would know exactly how his body was reacting to her being so close.
Her hand moved from her stomach to rest on his thigh and her elbow gently brushed him. He let out a hissing, tortured sigh.
“Sam,” she pleaded, quickly turning her whole body to face him, settling onto her knees at his side.
“What is it Abby, are you okay?” he asked reaching out to caress her cheek. Before he could even register what was happening, she kissed him, pushing his body hard against the wall. He hesitated, but only for a moment before he returned the kiss.
“You want to help me fix this up now?” she asked. She'd also changed into her shorts and tank top.
“Sure, let me have it,” he said reaching for the computer.
“It’s dying, you'll have to come over here by the plug.”
Sam sat up and pushed himself up off his bed. “I'll be right back,” he groaned, heading into the bathroom. He went in there more to compose himself than to use the facilities because he knew what kind of scene she'd been writing. She always got nervous and bounced her foot when she wrote a sex scene, and the thought of proofing it, sitting all squished up against her on that tiny twin bed, made it hard to breathe. Then he had an idea. “Hey Bibi, get up for a second,” he called from the bathroom.
“Why?"
“I’m going to push the beds together until bed time. Give us more room to work.” He could stay on his own side and still reach the laptop, and maybe he could make it through the rest of the night.
Sam leaned back against the wall to the right of the window and Abby was sitting cross legged on her side of the now large bed.
“Okay, let me read it,” he offered, reaching for the computer again. Abby handed it over and he started to read. She'd seamlessly added ten pages and he was right, it was the hottest sex scene he'd ever read.
“Wow, Bibi that adds a whole new dimension to the story. It’s perfect. There is only one small thing I would change.”
“Okay, what?” She asked moving up to the head of the bed to sit next to him.
His voice actually shook as he pointed out the small change he wanted to make. Having her so close made him want to take her in his arms and replay the scene she’d written. But that would definitely be too much too soon.
Abby took the laptop and made the changes. “Now, it’s perfect."
“I agree!” Sam enthused.
“I was afraid it would be too much,” she whispered. “It borders on erotica.”
"Yeah but it’s not quite there so it’s perfect for our book.”
Abigail chuckled and leaned her head on Sam’s shoulder. “Too bad they both die a horrible death two pages into the next chapter.”
“You are so cruel, killing off a young couple who have just had the best sex of their lives, and to top it off you made me leave dinner the other night because I joked about borrowing your underwear. Such cruelty!"
Abigail laughed. “I'm so sorry,” she gasped, trying to catch her breath. She turned to look at Sam. “I was such a bitch that night.”
“You were,” Sam agreed staring into her eyes. “But everyone gets to be once in awhile.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay Abby.” Sam wrapped his arms around her, squeezing just tight enough for her to feel safe and loved. “I won't hold it against you.” He shifted on the bed hoping like hell that she wouldn't move her elbow too much or she would know exactly how his body was reacting to her being so close.
Her hand moved from her stomach to rest on his thigh and her elbow gently brushed him. He let out a hissing, tortured sigh.
“Sam,” she pleaded, quickly turning her whole body to face him, settling onto her knees at his side.
“What is it Abby, are you okay?” he asked reaching out to caress her cheek. Before he could even register what was happening, she kissed him, pushing his body hard against the wall. He hesitated, but only for a moment before he returned the kiss.
STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER 7
Soon after the near fight, the train headed back down the mountain and Sam and Abigail got up to walk around the car, visiting with various family members.
“Sam how are you enjoying the cruise?” Ethan asked while Charlotte hugged her daughter.
“I’m having a great time sir. Thank you for having me.”
“Have you guys been getting a lot of work done?” Charlotte interrupted, looking at both of them.
“We have,” Abigail assured her.
“Since when do publishing companies pay their marketing execs to partake in hanky panky?” they heard Jackson ask as he walked up behind them. Abigail felt his hand on her shoulder and swung her elbow back, landing square in his stomach. “Asshole,” she murmured.
“Damn Abby,” Jackson said, coughing a bit. “Since when can’t you of all people take a joke?”
Abigail turned to her brother. “Since you stopped being funny.” She threw him a dirty look and walked away.
“Hey, I’m still funny,” he called after them.
“Butt hurt isn’t attractive on you baby brother.” Abigail called back.
Sam stopped her mid stride. “So I take it, his joking didn’t always bother you?”
Abigail sighed. “No, it didn’t. I actually love his warped sense of humor, but I haven’t been exposed to it for so long and so much has changed. I, I probably shouldn’t be so hard on him huh?”
“Yeah, you should probably lighten up just a little,” Sam agreed. He pulled her close for a hug. “It’s okay Abby, you’ll get back into the swing of things.”
"For the first time ever, I actually believe that,” she smiled pulling out of the embrace. “Thanks to you.”
“Sam how are you enjoying the cruise?” Ethan asked while Charlotte hugged her daughter.
“I’m having a great time sir. Thank you for having me.”
“Have you guys been getting a lot of work done?” Charlotte interrupted, looking at both of them.
“We have,” Abigail assured her.
“Since when do publishing companies pay their marketing execs to partake in hanky panky?” they heard Jackson ask as he walked up behind them. Abigail felt his hand on her shoulder and swung her elbow back, landing square in his stomach. “Asshole,” she murmured.
“Damn Abby,” Jackson said, coughing a bit. “Since when can’t you of all people take a joke?”
Abigail turned to her brother. “Since you stopped being funny.” She threw him a dirty look and walked away.
“Hey, I’m still funny,” he called after them.
“Butt hurt isn’t attractive on you baby brother.” Abigail called back.
Sam stopped her mid stride. “So I take it, his joking didn’t always bother you?”
Abigail sighed. “No, it didn’t. I actually love his warped sense of humor, but I haven’t been exposed to it for so long and so much has changed. I, I probably shouldn’t be so hard on him huh?”
“Yeah, you should probably lighten up just a little,” Sam agreed. He pulled her close for a hug. “It’s okay Abby, you’ll get back into the swing of things.”
"For the first time ever, I actually believe that,” she smiled pulling out of the embrace. “Thanks to you.”
STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER 6
Thomas tugged on her braid the same way he had when they were younger. “You’re alive Abby, therefore you are the bravest woman I’ve ever known.”
“He’s right,” Sam agreed. “You stopped living your life Bibi, but you never once even contemplated not living anymore. That took courage.”
Abby’s focus zeroed in only on Sam and she smiled, tears shining in her eyes. “Because I always hoped that there was something worth living for. That someday I would be able to participate in life again.”
“He’s right,” Sam agreed. “You stopped living your life Bibi, but you never once even contemplated not living anymore. That took courage.”
Abby’s focus zeroed in only on Sam and she smiled, tears shining in her eyes. “Because I always hoped that there was something worth living for. That someday I would be able to participate in life again.”
Sam leaned forward momentarily resting his forehead on hers. “I know," he said softly. He pulled back, looking into her eyes. "Every single day of the last few years I did everything in my power to let you know that there is so much out there to live for. I needed you to live Abby, for you, and for me because I loved you. I thought I’d lost the battle, I thought you would be locked away inside yourself forever. And here you are, learning to live your life again. God Sweetheart, please don’t let what happened last night destroy that,” he begged softly.
“I’m so sorry Sam.” Abigail stopped speaking as tears clogged her voice.
A feeling of dread spread through every inch of him. She was about to tell him that she was sorry but she couldn't move past what she’d found out.
“Don’t look like that!" she reached out to gently touch his cheek. "I’m trying to say that I’m so sorry I ever doubted you. I love you and I owe you so much.” Her breath was shaky but sure as she continued. “Nothing matters except that I love you. What happened last night should never have been an issue. Please forgive me.”
“There’s nothing to forgive Bibi. We just move forward. Together.” He kissed her forehead, still determined to tread slowly, to let her adjust to the new things happening to them.
“I’m so sorry Sam.” Abigail stopped speaking as tears clogged her voice.
A feeling of dread spread through every inch of him. She was about to tell him that she was sorry but she couldn't move past what she’d found out.
“Don’t look like that!" she reached out to gently touch his cheek. "I’m trying to say that I’m so sorry I ever doubted you. I love you and I owe you so much.” Her breath was shaky but sure as she continued. “Nothing matters except that I love you. What happened last night should never have been an issue. Please forgive me.”
“There’s nothing to forgive Bibi. We just move forward. Together.” He kissed her forehead, still determined to tread slowly, to let her adjust to the new things happening to them.
TO HELL WITH YOU WRITER'S BLOCK!!!
I originally wrote this article last year for my mommy blog when I couldn't think of what to write. But it is so true for all writers (not just bloggers). I think it will hold true for a long time.
The other day I discovered I was suffering from type 2 (see below) writer's block. I could get through any scene in my latest novel, or any blog subject, but I could not write a love scene to save my life. So I came back to this article, I read over my reviews where people said my love scenes were good or well crafted. And I complained to anyone who would listen and give me sympathy. I guess it worked because I wrote a full scene with absolutely no problems a couple days ago. I'm not so sure it's over yet though. When I finally make it through three easily I will relax a bit.
So, what do you do when you have writer’s block? You write about writer’s block of course!
In all of the time I have been writing there are two kinds of blocks I've run into. Type 1 is where you just plain and simple can’t write anything. Even a subject to write about escapes you. Type 2 is when you have everything you need to put a great piece together but the words just won't come out right.
I guess for me, my latest episode of writer’s block leans more toward Type 1. I had a subject six hours ago when I started working on this blog post but decided early on that it was a subject better left until we know each other a bit better. So I was back to square one. Usually I can pull a subject out of thin air and go with it, but not this time. I sat there for 5.5 hours with nothing. Not one damn idea. Then I started to laugh because it was all so ridiculous that I was sitting there acting like a crazy woman for five and a half hours trying to decide what ideas and words to put on paper. That is when it hit me, this blog post that I was trying so hard to write would be about the ridiculousness of writer’s block.
I sit there on any given day and think of 20 or 30 different subjects I might want to write about. If I can, I write them down and if not, I pray that I can remember them when I need to. Then comes time to write, and all of the subjects I wrote down don’t appeal to me anymore so I am stuck trying to pull these other ideas out of my brain which frankly doesn’t work quite as well as it did before I had five kids. Seriously, pregnancy brain never truly disappears, it just morphs into mommy brain. Times five for me which equals MUSH.
Okay, so once I have determined that I have writer’s block, I try to find out why. Am I over stressed? Do I have too many mundane things on my mind? Are the kids bothering me? Am I on a deadline because of an appointment or previous commitment? If one of these applies, then I try to solve the problem. If I can’t, then I try other things. I’ve meditated, prayed and tried a change of scenery. Deep Breathing has sometimes helped too. If all goes well, I start writing and don’t stop until I choose to. If not, it is time to smack my head with my pen, or my cell phone, or my hand. And if that doesn’t work, I give it a break for awhile.
Yes, writers block can be so stressful and I guess smacking myself about the head is a bit extreme, but I’ve known and read about people who have really gone all out to end this awful state of mind.
I heard of one woman who would go bungee jumping or skydiving to try to cure her block. That is something I would never ever do. Not because I don’t want to do those things (because I do) but because with my luck I would have that best selling idea on the way down and then crash to the earth where the awesome idea would die with me.
I knew someone who would sit in a chair with their legs on the back and their head hanging down to the floor. I could see where that might make the ideas flow to the brain better, but again I would never do that because I would have that best selling idea and then I would pass out cold never to remember the idea again. Part of my ‘brokenness’ is migraines/sinuses/dizziness and I really don’t need to add to that if at all possible.
Now swimming is a writers block cure that I could get into. For me swimming can cure just about anything that ails me. But then I don’t have a pool, the city/rec center charges way too much, I don’t do bathing suits in public and I don’t have a baby sitter for the little ones on a moments notice. So in the end I will just have to whack myself upside the head in times of blockage emergency and hope that it doesn’t add to the brain mushiness that I have thanks to my five wonderful children.
The other day I discovered I was suffering from type 2 (see below) writer's block. I could get through any scene in my latest novel, or any blog subject, but I could not write a love scene to save my life. So I came back to this article, I read over my reviews where people said my love scenes were good or well crafted. And I complained to anyone who would listen and give me sympathy. I guess it worked because I wrote a full scene with absolutely no problems a couple days ago. I'm not so sure it's over yet though. When I finally make it through three easily I will relax a bit.So, what do you do when you have writer’s block? You write about writer’s block of course!
In all of the time I have been writing there are two kinds of blocks I've run into. Type 1 is where you just plain and simple can’t write anything. Even a subject to write about escapes you. Type 2 is when you have everything you need to put a great piece together but the words just won't come out right.
I guess for me, my latest episode of writer’s block leans more toward Type 1. I had a subject six hours ago when I started working on this blog post but decided early on that it was a subject better left until we know each other a bit better. So I was back to square one. Usually I can pull a subject out of thin air and go with it, but not this time. I sat there for 5.5 hours with nothing. Not one damn idea. Then I started to laugh because it was all so ridiculous that I was sitting there acting like a crazy woman for five and a half hours trying to decide what ideas and words to put on paper. That is when it hit me, this blog post that I was trying so hard to write would be about the ridiculousness of writer’s block.
I sit there on any given day and think of 20 or 30 different subjects I might want to write about. If I can, I write them down and if not, I pray that I can remember them when I need to. Then comes time to write, and all of the subjects I wrote down don’t appeal to me anymore so I am stuck trying to pull these other ideas out of my brain which frankly doesn’t work quite as well as it did before I had five kids. Seriously, pregnancy brain never truly disappears, it just morphs into mommy brain. Times five for me which equals MUSH.
Okay, so once I have determined that I have writer’s block, I try to find out why. Am I over stressed? Do I have too many mundane things on my mind? Are the kids bothering me? Am I on a deadline because of an appointment or previous commitment? If one of these applies, then I try to solve the problem. If I can’t, then I try other things. I’ve meditated, prayed and tried a change of scenery. Deep Breathing has sometimes helped too. If all goes well, I start writing and don’t stop until I choose to. If not, it is time to smack my head with my pen, or my cell phone, or my hand. And if that doesn’t work, I give it a break for awhile.
Yes, writers block can be so stressful and I guess smacking myself about the head is a bit extreme, but I’ve known and read about people who have really gone all out to end this awful state of mind.
I heard of one woman who would go bungee jumping or skydiving to try to cure her block. That is something I would never ever do. Not because I don’t want to do those things (because I do) but because with my luck I would have that best selling idea on the way down and then crash to the earth where the awesome idea would die with me.
I knew someone who would sit in a chair with their legs on the back and their head hanging down to the floor. I could see where that might make the ideas flow to the brain better, but again I would never do that because I would have that best selling idea and then I would pass out cold never to remember the idea again. Part of my ‘brokenness’ is migraines/sinuses/dizziness and I really don’t need to add to that if at all possible.
Now swimming is a writers block cure that I could get into. For me swimming can cure just about anything that ails me. But then I don’t have a pool, the city/rec center charges way too much, I don’t do bathing suits in public and I don’t have a baby sitter for the little ones on a moments notice. So in the end I will just have to whack myself upside the head in times of blockage emergency and hope that it doesn’t add to the brain mushiness that I have thanks to my five wonderful children.
Until next time…here is wishing you easy recovery from whatever ails you. <3
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ALASKAN AMBUSH - EXCERPT CHAPTER 4
Olivia walked around his living room looking at some of his Alaskan trinkets. They were so rustic, so charming. There was that word again, charming, she decided she liked it.
On display, front and center, on the shelf above his television was the large crystal bear she'd given him on the anniversary of their first date. She knew he had hated it, because it was too material, too expensive for his taste. He never said anything though, he'd just accepted it and put it in the closet, probably because he was afraid that it would break.
It hadn’t exactly gone with the décor in his apartment and it really didn’t go here in this little house either, so why was it displayed? Her heart pounded and her hands were shaking. Did this mean he missed her, did he still think about her? Could Pearl have been right?
She picked it up off the shelf and walked into the kitchen. “Alex, why did you keep this, and why do you have it on your shelf?”
He put down the knife he held, and turned toward her.
She smiled tentatively at him, waiting for his answer.
After a moment, he walked over to her and took the statue out of her hands, setting it gently on the counter. “Because I missed you,” he whispered right before he pulled her close and finally kissed her.
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STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER FOUR
"Whoa! Wait just a minute Abby,” he yelled, grabbing her arm and pulling her back. “What the hell is wrong with you tonight!”
She slammed into his chest and he saw fear in her eyes. At that moment he didn’t care, it was past time she faced her fears. His lips crushed hers in a kiss and his tongue battled to get inside to explore.
Over the next couple of minutes Sam felt like the world was moving in slow motion. Abigail’s body froze and she started shaking. She brought her arms up between them and pushed as hard as she could. He went flying backward and when he recovered his balance, Abby was backed up into the far corner of her bed.
“Leave me alone!” she screamed over and over as Sam rushed to sit at her side.
She slammed into his chest and he saw fear in her eyes. At that moment he didn’t care, it was past time she faced her fears. His lips crushed hers in a kiss and his tongue battled to get inside to explore.
Over the next couple of minutes Sam felt like the world was moving in slow motion. Abigail’s body froze and she started shaking. She brought her arms up between them and pushed as hard as she could. He went flying backward and when he recovered his balance, Abby was backed up into the far corner of her bed.
“Leave me alone!” she screamed over and over as Sam rushed to sit at her side.
“Bibi, it’s me, it’s Sam.”
“Go away, don’t hurt me,” she whispered desperately.
“Go away, don’t hurt me,” she whispered desperately.
“I would never hurt you. You're my best friend Abby.”
“Sam?” she murmured, her eyes finally focusing on him.
“Yeah Bibi, it’s me. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just…” She looked away, covering her eyes with her shaking hands.
“What the hell happened to make you like this?”
“Nothing!” she yelled.
“I know something happened to you shortly before my internship started Abby. Please talk to me.”
Her breath came in large heaving gasps. “I can’t. Not you Sam,” she whispered between sobs.
“Why not me Abby. We're so close and you know you can trust me,” he assured her.
“But I've fallen in love with you Sam, so there is no way I can.”
“I'm in love with you too Abby, and that’s the best reason to talk to me.”
“No!” she cried.
“Damn it Abigail Christine Mannon." he growled through gritted teeth. "You need to tell me what’s going on. I don’t like being in the dark. I don’t like seeing you hurting and I don’t like being so scared all the damn time.”
“You won’t love me anymore if I tell you,” she muttered, looking him in the eyes.
“I will love you Bibi. Nothing could change the feelings that have been building over the last four and a half years.”
“Sam?” she murmured, her eyes finally focusing on him.
“Yeah Bibi, it’s me. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just…” She looked away, covering her eyes with her shaking hands.
“What the hell happened to make you like this?”
“Nothing!” she yelled.
“I know something happened to you shortly before my internship started Abby. Please talk to me.”
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“Why not me Abby. We're so close and you know you can trust me,” he assured her.
“But I've fallen in love with you Sam, so there is no way I can.”
“I'm in love with you too Abby, and that’s the best reason to talk to me.”
“No!” she cried.
“Damn it Abigail Christine Mannon." he growled through gritted teeth. "You need to tell me what’s going on. I don’t like being in the dark. I don’t like seeing you hurting and I don’t like being so scared all the damn time.”
“You won’t love me anymore if I tell you,” she muttered, looking him in the eyes.
“I will love you Bibi. Nothing could change the feelings that have been building over the last four and a half years.”
“Just drop it Sam. I can’t and I won’t!” she cried, looking away from him.
“You can and you will. We'll sit here all night until you talk to me.” He finally knew that this was exactly what Thomas had been talking about earlier and he wasn't backing down. She needed to talk and he needed to listen if they were to have a future together.
Abigail was quiet for a long time and Sam was looking away from her when she broke the silence.
“You can and you will. We'll sit here all night until you talk to me.” He finally knew that this was exactly what Thomas had been talking about earlier and he wasn't backing down. She needed to talk and he needed to listen if they were to have a future together.
Abigail was quiet for a long time and Sam was looking away from her when she broke the silence.
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STORMY SEAS - EXCERPT CHAPTER 1
Abigail Mannon was putting her seldom used cosmetic bag into her suitcase when she heard the doorbell. She smiled, that would be Sam West, her personal assistant and probably her best friend in the whole world. She couldn't afford to think of him as her crush or the man she was falling in love with.
Her entire family, mom Charlotte, dad Ethan and siblings Mari, Olivia, Jackson and Vanessa were taking an Alaskan cruise vacation, but she had insisted that Sam be able to come too. They had a lot of work to do and a deadline to reach and leaving him behind was just not an option. In the end, her mother had not argued, probably because she hadn't seen her siblings or her father in five years. They must be desperate to see her again to allow a stranger to come along on their family reunion vacation.
She wheeled her suitcase and carry-on out to the living room and walked tentatively to the front door. Taking a deep breath, she looked through the peephole and let the breath out in a whoosh when she saw Sam’s smiling face looking back at her. Her heart did a little flip flop, just as it did every other time she saw him. Samuel Oliver West was probably the most gorgeous man to walk the earth. With tousled blond hair, arresting blue eyes and the body of an athlete, Abigail never failed to notice how he affected women, especially herself.
The complicated seven lock security system seemed to momentarily stump her as her fingers fumbled with the gadgets. Sam sometimes affected her that way, but she finally undid the final lock and opened the heavy door to him. “Come on in, where are your suitcases, you didn't leave them in the cab did you?"
Kissing her cheek, Sam noticed that she stiffened up just a little bit. At least she didn't outright flinch like she used to. They were obviously making progress, but for what, he wasn't quite sure yet.
" No Bibi, I’m going to have to catch a later flight, I have some family business to take care of."
Abigail looked crestfallen.
“Don't worry Abby, I won't miss the boat. I should get there about an hour after you do.”
Abigail sighed. “Okay, but if you do miss this cruise I’ll fire you.”
Sam smiled that devastating smile that made her breathless. “I’ll see you in Vancouver later today, Bibi. I can't wait!"
Her entire family, mom Charlotte, dad Ethan and siblings Mari, Olivia, Jackson and Vanessa were taking an Alaskan cruise vacation, but she had insisted that Sam be able to come too. They had a lot of work to do and a deadline to reach and leaving him behind was just not an option. In the end, her mother had not argued, probably because she hadn't seen her siblings or her father in five years. They must be desperate to see her again to allow a stranger to come along on their family reunion vacation.
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She wheeled her suitcase and carry-on out to the living room and walked tentatively to the front door. Taking a deep breath, she looked through the peephole and let the breath out in a whoosh when she saw Sam’s smiling face looking back at her. Her heart did a little flip flop, just as it did every other time she saw him. Samuel Oliver West was probably the most gorgeous man to walk the earth. With tousled blond hair, arresting blue eyes and the body of an athlete, Abigail never failed to notice how he affected women, especially herself.
The complicated seven lock security system seemed to momentarily stump her as her fingers fumbled with the gadgets. Sam sometimes affected her that way, but she finally undid the final lock and opened the heavy door to him. “Come on in, where are your suitcases, you didn't leave them in the cab did you?"
Kissing her cheek, Sam noticed that she stiffened up just a little bit. At least she didn't outright flinch like she used to. They were obviously making progress, but for what, he wasn't quite sure yet.
" No Bibi, I’m going to have to catch a later flight, I have some family business to take care of."
Abigail looked crestfallen.
“Don't worry Abby, I won't miss the boat. I should get there about an hour after you do.”
Abigail sighed. “Okay, but if you do miss this cruise I’ll fire you.”
Sam smiled that devastating smile that made her breathless. “I’ll see you in Vancouver later today, Bibi. I can't wait!"
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NEW AD
I have been plastering this all over the internet and my sales have increased so I think it might be good that I created it. Originally I made it just for fun but I have had positive responses so I think I will continue to use it as my main ad. What do you think???? Let me know in the comments or at my email
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REVIEWS - THE KEY TO SUCCESS???
So, who here agrees with me that you need reviews to succeed as a self published author? I have had six wonderful reviews for my first novel - Virgin Voyage. Unfortunately that isn't quite enough ;) So, what should I do about that. I have absolutely no money so I can't buy kindle copies or paperback copies to give out to people so they can review them for me like other financially able authors can. I do have PDF copies but I'm not sure where all you can review them without having bought them at the store you are reviewing at. (Blogs, goodreads etc.) So here is my plan, I have 10 copies (for now) that I am willing to give out to anyone who wants to read a sweet and spicy romance (5 of each title). If you are interested please let me know via email. Here is my amazon author page link so you can check out my stuff.
If you have any questions or suggestions, please let me know! I hope to be ready to fly with the pdf copies by this time next week.
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If you have any questions or suggestions, please let me know! I hope to be ready to fly with the pdf copies by this time next week.
Like me on facebook here
Follow me on twitter here
Visit my mommy blog here
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SPECIAL EXCERPT - BOOK RELEASE PARTY FOR ALASKAN AMBUSH!!!
“I love you, and more than anything in this world I want you to come to Ketchikan to be with me. Forever. But if that isn’t going to happen, I just want you to know that this has been the absolute best week of my life. Last night will by no means last me a lifetime, but I will never forget one minute of anything we had this time around.” Alex sighed and stroked the side of her face. “I hope it will be the same for you.”
Olivia smiled at him. “I won't forget anything either Alex, I promise.”
He kissed her and found himself having trouble letting go.
“Please make love to me one last time,” she whispered desperately
“Why can I never say no to you?”
She smiled again and pulled him down to lie with her. Three years of built up need, hurt, anger and passion flowed through them as they took and gave in unison. When all was said and done Alex and Olivia knew this one last time together truly meant something. Their passion was a complete confession of love, and a sincere admittance of differences, somehow holding them together for a lifetime, even if their paths never crossed again.
Olivia smiled at him. “I won't forget anything either Alex, I promise.”
He kissed her and found himself having trouble letting go.
“Please make love to me one last time,” she whispered desperately
“Why can I never say no to you?”
She smiled again and pulled him down to lie with her. Three years of built up need, hurt, anger and passion flowed through them as they took and gave in unison. When all was said and done Alex and Olivia knew this one last time together truly meant something. Their passion was a complete confession of love, and a sincere admittance of differences, somehow holding them together for a lifetime, even if their paths never crossed again.
GOOD NEWS FRIENDS AND FANS
"Seeing you again, touching you again, it feels so much like coming home." - Alex
Available June 4, 2013
Hey there everyone! Was just informed that Alaskan Ambush will be released on June 4, 2013!I am so excited and can't wait to share it with you. If you haven't had a chance to read Virgin Voyage yet, there is still time. It is available in paperback and on kindle from Amazon.com (kindle version is 1.99!)
Just follow this link and it will take you to my BUY PAGE Click on the appropriate link and you will be directed to Amazon and you can then make your purchase.
Thank you everyone for your support. Please feel free to contact me and let me know what you think. Reviews on Amazon are also very welcome!
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ELEMENTS OF ALASKAN AMBUSH
It's collage time so I can share some elements you will find in the story of Alaska Ambush. Hope you enjoy them and have fun picking them out of the story. :)
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ALASKAN AMBUSH - EXCERPT CHAPTER 11
Unlike the others on the cruise with her, Olivia couldn’t wait to get off the ship. Not that she hadn’t had a great time, because she had, but the best part of her vacation had taken place on land.
The sun was shining bright when she walked across the gangplank. It was a beautiful day in Seward, but it wasn’t hot like home would have been. Her old home that is, her new one was probably rainy and cool and she couldn’t wait to fly there that afternoon.
Daydreams of the future found her following her family blindly off the ship and she bumped into Jackson when he stopped abruptly in front of her. Peeking around him, she noticed there were two limousines waiting for the Mannon and Blake parties. Whatever her brother in law had planned better be damn good because it was postponing her seeing Alex again. The luxury transportation was a good start though, and in the end Olivia wasn’t disappointed.
The surprise Graham had for Mari was well worth waiting an extra few hours to see Alex for. Her brother-in-law surprised his wife with a real wedding and reception, with everything including dresses and flowers. Mari finally had her dream wedding and a fun family celebration too. When the happy couple left for their honeymoon, Olivia pulled her cellphone out to call Alex.
“Hello Doll.”
“Hi Alex, when do I get to see you? She asked anxiously.
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, if you’re ready to leave.”
“I am. You should have come to the wedding, everyone asked about you.”
The sun was shining bright when she walked across the gangplank. It was a beautiful day in Seward, but it wasn’t hot like home would have been. Her old home that is, her new one was probably rainy and cool and she couldn’t wait to fly there that afternoon.
Daydreams of the future found her following her family blindly off the ship and she bumped into Jackson when he stopped abruptly in front of her. Peeking around him, she noticed there were two limousines waiting for the Mannon and Blake parties. Whatever her brother in law had planned better be damn good because it was postponing her seeing Alex again. The luxury transportation was a good start though, and in the end Olivia wasn’t disappointed.
The surprise Graham had for Mari was well worth waiting an extra few hours to see Alex for. Her brother-in-law surprised his wife with a real wedding and reception, with everything including dresses and flowers. Mari finally had her dream wedding and a fun family celebration too. When the happy couple left for their honeymoon, Olivia pulled her cellphone out to call Alex.
“Hello Doll.”
“Hi Alex, when do I get to see you? She asked anxiously.
“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, if you’re ready to leave.”
“I am. You should have come to the wedding, everyone asked about you.”
“I had some business to take care of,” he told her. “I wish I could have been there with you though.’
“Me too, now just come and get me damn it. I miss you!”
“On my way!”
“Me too, now just come and get me damn it. I miss you!”
“On my way!”
VIDEO BOOK TRAILER RELEASE!
Alaskan Ambush - A Sunset Destiny Romance Book 2 AVAILABLE JUNE 2013
Also on Youtube! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwJRiGiuInE
Also on Youtube! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KwJRiGiuInE
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COVER REVEAL
“…I still love you.”
A two year relationship that ended because of a difference
in lifestyle left Olivia Mannon and Alex Paige missing each other. Though they
still loved each other, they lost all contact.
A sprinkling of matchmaking dust, a cruise to Alaska, and a
float plane tour of Misty Fjord National Monument brings them back into each
other’s lives; for better or for worse.
Can Olivia change her ‘suite at a five star resort’
lifestyle to agree with Alex’s ‘camping outdoors’ way of life, or will they
lose each other again? This time forever…
ALASKAN AMBUSH - EXCERPT CHAPTER 10
Olivia figured it was finally time to tell her siblings because they would be heading back to Nevada the next day and she wouldn’t. She wanted to start with Abigail. Her sister had finally started to relax a bit and have some fun and Olivia wanted to spend a bit more time with her.
She knocked on Abby’s door hoping she wouldn't be interrupting a love session between her sister and Sam. Charlotte’s plan seemed to be well on its way to working for the pair too. But when her sister opened the door to let her in, Olivia’s heart fell. Abby had her hair back in the tight bun she always used to wear, and her face was blotchy and red. She'd been crying.
“Oh sweetie,” Olivia cried out. “What’s wrong? Trouble with Sam?”
Abigail nodded and ushered Olivia inside. “I broke it off with him.”
“Oh Abby. Why?” Olivia asked. “You guys seemed so good together.”
“We are, or were, but I’m just too messed up inside to make him happy. So I set him free.”
Olivia grabbed Abigail’s arms and forced her to look in her eyes. “ Shouldn't he be the one to decide if you are too messed up for him?”
“ I'm just saving him time and trouble Livia,” she cried.
“Again Abby, that should be Sam’s choice.” Olivia took her sister’s hand and led her to the loveseat. “I guess I'm just seeing things differently these days. Alex and I are back together and I’m moving to Ketchikan. We are proof that love is powerful and can overcome so much. Please give it a chance.”
Abigail looked thoughtfully at her baby sister. “ I've had feelings for him pretty much since we started working together and it was the same for him. But there is so much in my past that makes this so hard, so much that no one but Sam knows about.”
Olivia couldn't imagine what her sister was talking about. She couldn't remember anything bad ever happening to Abigail. Although her personality did change drastically a few years back.
“Fight hard sis, fight hard together through the bad and only good will come from it.”
Abigail nodded and ushered Olivia inside. “I broke it off with him.”
“Oh Abby. Why?” Olivia asked. “You guys seemed so good together.”
“We are, or were, but I’m just too messed up inside to make him happy. So I set him free.”
Olivia grabbed Abigail’s arms and forced her to look in her eyes. “ Shouldn't he be the one to decide if you are too messed up for him?”
“ I'm just saving him time and trouble Livia,” she cried.
“Again Abby, that should be Sam’s choice.” Olivia took her sister’s hand and led her to the loveseat. “I guess I'm just seeing things differently these days. Alex and I are back together and I’m moving to Ketchikan. We are proof that love is powerful and can overcome so much. Please give it a chance.”
Abigail looked thoughtfully at her baby sister. “ I've had feelings for him pretty much since we started working together and it was the same for him. But there is so much in my past that makes this so hard, so much that no one but Sam knows about.”
Olivia couldn't imagine what her sister was talking about. She couldn't remember anything bad ever happening to Abigail. Although her personality did change drastically a few years back.
“Fight hard sis, fight hard together through the bad and only good will come from it.”
“ I've been fighting for years Livia. I’m tired. I don’t know how much more I can take,” Abigail whispered.
“My God, Abby, what happened to you?” Olivia wondered.
“I still can't talk about it Liv. Someday I will, but I’m not ready yet. Please don’t push it.”
“Of course I won’t. But please let Sam help you fight whatever battle you are dealing with. Two are so much stronger than one.”
“Maybe,” Abigail mouthed in response.
“My God, Abby, what happened to you?” Olivia wondered.
“I still can't talk about it Liv. Someday I will, but I’m not ready yet. Please don’t push it.”
“Of course I won’t. But please let Sam help you fight whatever battle you are dealing with. Two are so much stronger than one.”
“Maybe,” Abigail mouthed in response.
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