Wednesday, August 27, 2014

WIP Wednesday


Here we go again.  Thank you Melody for getting us together each week to share our Works in Progress. Hope you're feeling better soon. Be sure to stop by the other author's blogs and get a glimpse of their WIP's.

Last week I asked if I should continue writing this WIP of an older couple (middle aged) and the overwhelming consensus was Go For It.  So, here is another sample.

Scott Carson's company, CESI is working with Jensen Manufacturing and Erica has been assigned as the Project Manager.  



The project demanded that Erica and Scott spend many working hours together.  It wasn’t long before they realized the sparks went way beyond the workplace.  He asked her to dinner on a regular basis, and she would refuse.  Her excuse was she didn’t mix business with pleasure.  She held on but secretly hoped that attraction would survive until the end of the project.  Sensing a decency about him and although he was extremely handsome and had been given every advantage, he was a down-to-earth humble gentleman.  Later, when she met his parents, she knew why.  He had been taught from a very early age what counted was inside not outside, and it was reflected in his every encounter with others, no matter their station in life.

When the project was completed, her hopes were answered. He asked her to dinner again, and this time she accepted. Erica was extremely nervous before their first date; since her divorce she hadn’t dated that much.  She made a few friends, went out in groups and occasionally accepted a blind date set up by her friends, but Scott was different.  Erica needn’t have worried; Scott was charming as ever.  They spent most of the evening telling each other tales of their childhood. He was surprised; she was divorced and asked what's and whys of her divorce.  She told him she thought they had just married much too young and were both stubborn and opinionated. She remembered him laughing at that remark saying after working with her, he definitely would agree. They compared notes on the marriages of their parents and both agreed that a traditional marriage where one person was in charge seemed to work best.

When it was time to say goodnight, neither one of them wanted the evening to end.  At her door, he gave her a chaste kiss and pulled away but continued to look at her as if waiting for a further signal from her.  She grabbed him back and kissed him passionately. They continued this way, kissing each other while standing in the doorway like a couple of teenagers.  They finally made it inside, and she remembered he carried her upstairs to her bedroom. She was ready to make love, but instead he sat her on the bed and sat down next to her.  


 “I’m not the type of guy to start anything I can’t finish.  I am more than ready to take things to the next level, but I don’t believe in one-night stands, so if you’re ready to have a relationship with me, we can sleep together.  If you’re not, I’ll go downstairs, and we can continue as we have been, just friends."

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Spanking Saturday is Here Again




Here we are again on a Saturday.  Glad we keep meeting like this.  I'm offering another peak into the lives of Melody and Ken in At the End of the Rainbow.  If you've been by, you know that Melody and Ken are the main characters.  Ken is a successful rancher and Melody is an independent career woman - when they meet, sparks fly.

Melody agreed to accompany Ken on a visit to his ranch in Colorado.  They are still in the getting to know each other stage and Melody is not her best first thing in the morning. Ken finds her in the kitchen in a tee-shirt and panties and likes what he sees. She is making coffee and needs the caffeine to become something other than a grump.  Ken finds this out the hard way.  He kisses her and even though she kisses him back without that coffee he's treading on soft ground. He takes her to his bedroom.

"If you don’t want me to go any further, tell me now, otherwise I am going to make love to you.”

“No, I am not ready.” 

“Well, aren’t you the tease?”  Ken said jokingly. 

“Don’t you dare to call me that.  I wasn’t the one who started this; I was just in the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.  You are the one who came in and wouldn’t let me go.  You just asked me to tell you how I felt, and I did, so don’t go calling me names” she said snippily.

“I was teasing.  There’s no need to get all snippy Melody.  I didn’t think it would get you all riled up.  If you say no, the answer is no.  I will tell you though that brattiness doesn’t sit well with me, and if you keep it up, you won’t be sitting comfortably.  And this time I am not joking?”

“Don’t you go threatening me, Mr. Kendall Burke.  I am not your wife; I am not even your girlfriend yet so don’t go getting all macho with me.”


“If you were my wife or girlfriend, you would already be over my knee getting your bottom reddened,” he said as he turned and walked away.



This book and my other books are available in all digiital formats through LSF Publications as well as Amazon.com.  Just click the pretty covers on the side and they will take you directly to checkout.

This is a blog hop, so please visit the other sites to be transported to other adventures. Pick a name, sit back and as they say "enjoy the visit." meet and sparks fly.


Wednesday, August 20, 2014

WIP -Wednesday


WIP it Up - Work in Progress and Hump Day. Thanks Melody Parks - this  blog hop always wakes me up that the week is half over and if I haven't done any writing, I better get started.

This is definitely a WIP, I've been working on it for a couple of years, I've edited, and
 re-edited and I am still working on this story. I like it, I just can't seem to let it  go.  Let me know what you think of the premise and if I should continue or just let it go.

This is a story of a middle-aged couple.  Part of it is reverie but the majority is in the present and a capsulization of their life during the course of their 30+ year marriage and a look into their relationship and how it affects their grown children. 


The first time she saw him; he was getting out of a long sleek limousine.  Wearing a white Oxford cloth shirt, open from the neckline with the sleeves rolled up and tucked neatly into jeans, which looked molded to his body, she didn’t think his legs would ever stop coming out of the car door. When her eyes finally reached his face, it reminded her of chiseled stone. His ebony hair curled slightly at the back of his neck, with gray/blue eyes fringed with dark black lashes. She adjusted her eyes accordingly when he emerged;  he had to be at least 6’8” and 4 feet of him had to be legs.  Beautiful was the only word she could think of to describe him and even that didn’t define the reality of him. She nearly fainted right there in the street.  She didn’t believe she would ever swoon over someone, and here she was doing it over a stranger.



Now, thirty years later his black hair was slightly peppered with gray.  He was beautiful as ever, and she still swooned, but this time those blue/gray eyes were searching the crowd looking for her and when he found her, she could see the love as he strode forward to embrace her. He took her hand, and they walked into the theatre together. 


This is a blog hop, so please hop on over to these other author sites to take a sneak peak of their Work in Progress.




Saturday, August 16, 2014

Another S Spanking Already



 Happy Saturday everyone, thanks for dropping in.  Summer is really flying by, isn't it. I saw a FB cartoon the other day that said there were only 20 (yes, TWENTY) Friday's left until Christmas.  Of course, I didn't believe that and had to count.  Guess what, it must have been an older post because I only counted 19.  Yikes!!!!




 Today we are once again visiting Ken Burke and Melody Townsend the main characters  in At the End of the Rainbow.
   
Coming off a grueling stint in a losing political campaign, Melody Townsend comes to stay with her sister in Montana.  She meets Ken Burke who just happens to be her brother-in-laws, brother-in-law.  Sparks are ignited and Ken has invited Melody to spend time with him in Colorado, no strings attached.

On their first evening, they are sitting together in the great room and Ken tells her that he is really interested in her.  Not surprised, because she too could feel the chemistry, Melody wants to know more about him and asks about his life and his expectations. Ken responds and Melody listes as he talks about his wants of a stay at home wife and a traditoinal marriage.  Melody, knowing her sister, has this kind of relationship, pushes him further to get Ken's full feelings on this matter.

"I don’t want to be a micro manager, but I would expect my wife to behave in a respectful manner, as would I.  If those lines are crossed, I would let my displeasure known.”
“And how would you do that?” 
“We would calmly discuss the situation and if the problem couldn’t be resolved in another way, a spanking might be in order.
 “So you would spank your wife if she stepped over the line."
“If that was our agreement, yes I would."
“What would be the consequences if you didn’t hold up your end of the bargain?”
  He told her he would apologize and do everything possible to correct the issue, but he was human and bound to make mistakes also.
“So, what you’re saying is no spanking for you.”
“I don’t think I would fit over your knee.  Seriously, what do you think, Melody?”
“I think we should work on the relationship part before we start the marriage”

Today's snippet takes up the conversation where we left off in last week's snippet.

“I pour out my heart to you, and I get sass.  I think I should turn you over my knee right now.”  He pulled her over and gave her a swat.


They cuddled on the couch until the fire died out, and then he picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.  He gave her a kiss, and she kissed him back.

“Well, that was certainly an improvement over last night’s kiss,” he said.

She kissed him again and gave him a little nip on his lip.  “Now she gets feisty,” he remarked.  “Save it for tomorrow but remember I give as good as I get.”  He slapped her butt and pushed her into her room.

 “Sleep tight and pleasant dreams.”


She lay in bed awhile thinking about what he said.  She liked him, but she wasn’t prepared to commit and she sure wasn’t willing to agree to anything just yet.  If he wanted to continue to see her, he would have to accept that because she wouldn’t be rushed into anything this important.   

This book and my other books are available in all digiital formats through LSF Publications as well as Amazon.com.  Just click the pretty covers on the side and they will take you directly to checkout.

As I mentioned last week, this book has broken through Amazon's Top 100 in the western, western romance category.  Amazingly, it has remained there on and off for most of this week also.  To all who have made this happen, thank you.

This is a blog hop, so please visit the other sites to be transported to other adventures. Pick a name, sit back and as they say "enjoy the visit."

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

WIP IT UP


Here we are at HUMP DAY.  It's been a very non-productive week for me writing wise. I've written one story for my other blog; other than that zip, nada, nothing.  I keep trying, I open the document, keep horsing around fixing and editing but in the end not one thing   added just rearranged.  I did have a personal best on my newest release though and I guess I'm just reveling in that. 

Here is a snip from an almost completed new book, (well, it's completed but not finished) you know what I mean.

Here's the blurb:


Christopher Matthew Chambers is the eldest son of a wealthy family.  He is expected to take over the family business after receiving his Bachelor’s and Master Degree in Business, but he hates the smallness of the world in which he was raised and strikes out on his own. One of his wanderlust ancestors leaves a legacy to the Chambers family, and Chris finally finds something that excites him.

Samantha Fremont, a freelance writer and wildlife photographer chooses not to stray too far from the home in which she grew up.  She is a strong, independent, opinionated woman used to getting her own way.  Her wit and sassy mouth are intimidating to lesser men but not to Chris.


When fate brings them together, sparks fly and tempers flare.  Sam lives life full throttle and although Chris loves her spirit, his attempts to slow her down with trips over his knee, or over the couch, or across the bed, are only bumps in the road to Sam.

Here's the snippet:

“You do know that if you get that boot off, you’ll never get it back on again.”

“Yes I do know that, but it hurts like a bitch, and I want to see if it is broken or just sprained.”

Sure enough, the minute the boot was off; his ankle started swelling to triple the size of a normal ankle.  She helped him over to the couch and propped his foot up on the ottoman while she got some ice.

“I should just go outside and get a bucket of snow for the swelling.”

“I don’t think so.  It’s one thing to ice it down another to freeze it off.”

“Are you a wuss Mr. Christopher Chambers?” she asked him teasingly.

“Are you a tease Ms. Sam Fremont?”

She blushed at his remark.  Her wariness gone, she began opening up a little, both her personality and her eyes.  Christopher was tall, much taller than Seth, who was 6’, and although he wore a heavy flannel shirt, his muscular chest, shoulders and arms filled out every inch of it.  His hands were large with long tapered fingers with nicely manicured clean nails.  His chestnut brown hair hit just above his collar, and his hazel eyes twinkled when he smiled.  He had the complexion of a man who spent time outdoors and not always cooped up inside.  He had a few laugh wrinkles, and Sam figured he was about 32 or thereabouts.  He had a deep baritone voice and a definite dominant demeanor - not that she minded that.  She loved nothing better than sparring with someone knowing she would get as good as she gave.  Snowed in with this guy won’t be the worst thing in the world, I actually hope it happens; she thought to herself.

After icing and wrapping his ankle, Sam gave him instructions to keep his foot elevated on the ottoman.

“What am I supposed to do, just sit here and do nothing?”

“Yeah, because with that ankle, you are useless.  Haven’t you ever heard of R.I.C.E. for a sprain?”

“Oh, you know it’s a sprain.  Perhaps I should call you Dr. Sam.”

“Now who’s being snippy?”

“You are one sassy girl,”  He laughed, and it sounded like a lion’s roar and sent shivers down her spine.  Sam handed him two aspirins, a glass of water, and an afghan.

“I have some things to do outside before the storm worsens.  Is it okay to leave you for a bit?”


“Yes, I’ve been potty trained for some time.”

This is a blog hop, so please hop on over to these other author sites to take a sneak peak of their Work in Progress.

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Saturday Spanks Already





Happy Saturday - glad you stopped by.  Today we are visiting Ken Burke and Melody Townsend the main characters in At the End of the Rainbow. Ken invited Melody to accompany him to his ranch in Colorado, no strings attached.  
Off, in the distance, she could see a house with the setting sun glinting off the windows giving it a rosy glow.  The starkness of the leafless aspens with their almost white bark against the surrounding dark pines was beautiful and made her wish she had her camera.  The house kept getting closer and closer, and then she realized it must be his house.  It was beautiful and fit perfectly into the landscape.   He dropped off their bags in the foyer and took her on a tour.  The great room had floor to ceiling windows giving an endless view of the plains off to the east and the Rockies’ to the west.  Comfortably decorated in subtle tones, there were a couple of large leather taupe colored sofas grouped around the fireplace and several other conversational areas taking advantage of the fantastic views.  The kitchen and dining areas flowed from the great room.  One wing contained the guest suites, and Ken’s office and the master suite were on the other end of the u-shaped ranch house.  Considering the size, it was cozy and welcoming, and she immediately felt very comfortable in the surroundings.


On their first evening, they are sitting together in the great room and Ken tells her that he is really interested in her.  Not surprised, because she too could feel the chemistry, Melody wants to know more about him and asks about his life and his expectations. Ken responds and Melody listes as he talks about his wants of a stay at home wife and a traditoinal marriage.  Melody, knowing her sister, has this kind of relationship, pushes him further to get Ken's full feelings on this matter.


"I don’t want to be a micro manager, but I would expect my wife to behave in a respectful manner, as would I.  If those lines are crossed, I would let my displeasure known.”

“And how would you do that?” 

“We would calmly discuss the situation and if the problem couldn’t be resolved in another way, a spanking might be in order.

 “So you would spank your wife if she stepped over the line."

“If that was our agreement, yes I would."

“What would be the consequences if you didn’t hold up your end of the bargain?”
  
He told her he would apologize and do everything possible to correct the issue, but he was human and bound to make mistakes also.

“So, what you’re saying is no spanking for you.”

“I don’t think I would fit over your knee.  Seriously, what do you think, Melody?”

“I think we should work on the relationship part before we start the marriage”

This book and my other books are available in all dgiital formats through LSF Publications as well as Amazon.com.  Just click the pretty covers on the side and they will take you directly to checkout.

In case you didn't hear me yelling from the rooftops, for one brief shiny moment yesterday I broke through the top 100 ranks on Amazon in two categories.  That's a personal best for me.

This is a blog hop, so please visit the other sites to be transported to other adventures. Pick a name, sit back and as they say "enjoy the ride."

Friday, August 8, 2014

I'm So Excited

THIS IS A PERSONAL BEST FOR ME.  THANK YOU ALL.