Showing posts from November, 2014


I’ve decided to use my blog not only to writing, music, and other facets of entertainment, but, also to share my journey. I’ve had significant health problems for almost three years.
Thank you for listening, periodically, I will have a new installment chronicling my journey- ***
***we will return to Just Out of My Grasp with a special guest blogger next week.

Learn how to be thankful…
Yes, I said it right, sometimes we have to relearn how to be thankful. I’m completely spoiled, as is most people around me, yet, I still complain about money. I think it’s just selfishness. I need to learn about being truly grateful 365 24/7. Count your blessings every day.
Before I begin, happy happy 30th birthday to my baby brother, Samuel. Happy happy 26th birthday to my oldest baby, Aaron. Happy Happy 27th birthday to my bonus daughter, Ashley. Three most amazing blessings in my life.
Now, on to the fun stuff- Re-Gifting
Re-Gifting – “The act of taking a gift that has been received and …

Tuesday Tales are Stark Today....guess who's talking

Happy Fall Tuesday Tales... Today, I return to my current WIP, a Game of Inches, for my Fantasy Leagues series. This week we write to the word prompt stark. I just can't tell you who's talking! It gives too much away. Book One of the Fantasy Leagues is now available. You can get a hint from there. First 25% free for download!

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"She is a stark reminder of what my life could have been. Sharlyn can't die, she's barely had a chance to live.” She paused, her body stiffened and she looked down. "Maybe she might even want a chance to get to know me."  "I'm sorry Sharlyn is going through this. I never thought about wanting children. I've always been too busy. Sometimes I think an extension of me would be more of a curse than a blessing I'd put on a child."

"You'd be a wonderful mother, with your gifts, adventurous nature, and huge heart. I've witnessed it. Your dogged determination to make life better …

My First Ever Self-Published Book! SPLIT THE UPRIGHTS!

new release day for me!!

Okay, I self-published my first book this weekend. The first book in my Fantasy League series entitled, Split the Uprights.

What happens when you mix men and women in a fantasy football league? Lots of sexy competition and instant rivalries. Owner of Fantasy Leagues, Lola Fontaine, maintains two identities, one as loving matchmaker and the other as ball busting Dominatrix. In the LockHim Room, her muscle toned guys never know what to expect. 
With reclusive statistician, Eugene Carlton, they believe they have the perfect formula for romance. All their success takes a place on the Wall of Flame. But, do they really know anything about true love connections? 
She takes awkward Danika Parker under her wing and teaches her everything she doesn't know about love. However, in the process, they establish risky boundaries, pushing the envelope normally established for just friends. Danika takes an interest in fellow participant, Finn Maxwell, the man still searching …

Tuesday Tales Will Telling the Truth Doom Love?

Happy Fall Tuesday Tales... Today, I return to my current WIP, a Game of Inches, for my Fantasy Leagues series. This week we write to the beautiful picture prompt below. Three hundred words...what can I set up for you? Will Lola tell Marty the truth?

“I love living here. I had to move far enough away the memories of you couldn’t haunt me.” “A breathtaking view.” I imagined his place in the summertime, when the waxy leaves shone a bright green, glistening from the reflections off the water. I imagined what it would look like covered in snow, quietly falling with a fire roaring in the living room. I imagined pulling a sheet of freshly baked cookies out of the oven, setting them on the counter to cool. I imagined everything in sixty long seconds I was doomed to never have. Marty moved cautiously, remaining behind the sofa. Apparently, an unnecessarily heavy sleigh sofa would keep me away. He completely underestimated my ninja skills. “Lola, I’m shocked you visited me. Can you please just g…

Today Beautiful Special Guest Author Flossie Benton Rogers!! and giveaway!

Today in The Locker I have the amazing, kind, and talented Flossie Benton Rogers. She stopped by with a little snippet about her new release. Please check her out and have a chance to win her latest book!

Thank you for featuring Lord of Fire today, Davee! I’m thrilled to be here and to offer an exciting GIVEAWAY. Since this is the 5th Wytchfae book, I thought we’d start by asking the hero to share five of his favorite things.
Gabriel Hawk: Favorite Drink – “Strong coffee with a dram of fine Irish whiskey tossed in. It goes down even smoother when my delectable Wytchfae is sitting across the kitchen table from me, tantalizing me with those sleepy golden eyes of hers.”
Favorite Pastime – “You’re kidding, right? What do you think I like to do with a woman like Garnet McAnna in my arms?”
Favorite Color – “Red, as in blood red. Demons, by the way, do not bleed red.”
Favorite Place – “Not the Underworld, and damn sure not that hell hole of a club called Slice. I like the privacy of my cabin in th…

No Way November....Tuesday Tales

Happy Tuesday and welcome to The Locker. 

Today, I move to book two of my current WIP, A Game of Inches, for my Fantasy Leagues series. This week we write, to the word prompt "flower". 

“Irony huh? I also went to see my mom. She is now hoarding jigsaw puzzles. However, we came to a mutual understanding, so, I’m looking past all the pieces scattered around in her house. They give her a feeling of completion not normally occurring in her reality. I get it.” “Only with you could I be so dumbfounded.” “You could never be dumb, Eugene, it’s why I hired you.” “A figure of speech, I intended dumbfounded as a figure of speech.” “So, here’s the deal. I will be really out of commission for a few weeks. I have a legit reason. I don’t trust anyone else to run Fantasy Leagues. Will you please stay with me to see this through and start basketball?” Silence. “Please?” “Lola, just when I think I can walk away from you, both middle fingers standing proudly, you throw in a curve ball.” “You’re helping …