Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word-box.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary, What the Storm Didn't Take. Enjoy!~   My day brightened, even if I didn’t want to acknowledge it. “I’m okay, trying to eat this breakfast.” Observing my tray, he smiled. “You’re doing a great job. I’m happy to see your appetite perking up.” “I’m doing what I can to be a good patient.” “It’s all we can ask.” This wasn’t his usual schedule, hopefully he wasn’t there to deliver bad news. “It’s early in the day, what’s the morning visit about?” “Well, I was going through some of my storage containers and found something I think ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- fasten.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary, Steal My Heart. Enjoy!~ “I want to know about Lola.” Immediately my back teeth gritted into stress mode. How would I talk about my lover- her mother- with my sister ? Somehow, the connection made me feel dirty. “Okay, I see that look on your face. Honestly, are you telling me you’ve never heard of a mother and daughter having sex with the same guy?” What the fuck? “Holy shit, Sharlyn, where are you going with this?” “Stop it, dammit, I’m just saying, I’ve heard before where one of them find a guy and sleeps with him. At some point later, the ...

Review Stranger Things on Netflix Stranger Things on Rotten Tomatoes I was born in 1970, so, any homage to my childhood pulls on the heartstrings of my youth. This series, based in 1983 Indiana, hits home on many levels, leaving me longing for the days of tube socks and rotary dial phones. However, I had my “meh” moments more often than I expected in this series so largely followed by the masses. I thought some of the characters weren’t fully developed, and had reactions I didn’t appreciate. This was more of a personal preference than some glaring error. I believed the town’s people shown in the series lacked a serious mourning for allegedly-deceased Will Byers. In a small town, folks are usually more cohesive and supportive, especially during times of tragedy. When Will Byers goes missing, his mother, Joyce, is determined to find him. Based upon communications she receives from him in rather unconventional methods, she knows he isn't dead, but, she can...

welcome to Fusion Friday...approaching 45 and feeling reminiscent of music past...so, each Friday I'll post a retro tune to share my love of days of music past... Listen Via You Tube First song is a silly one...remember David Lee Roth? Of course we do!!!  Van Halen was the best, then, the split that caused heartbreak...sigh. David Lee Roth official Just a Gigolo....Everywhere I go... Just A Gigolo Lyrics "Just A Gigolo" was written by Caesar, Irving/brammer, Julius/casucci, Leonello. I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go People know the part, I'm playin' Paid for every dance, sellin' each romance Ooh, what they're sayin' There will come a day, and youth will pass away What'll they say about me? When the end comes I know they'll say just a gigolo And life goes on without me I'm just a gigolo and everywhere I go People know the part, I'm playin' Paid for every dance, sellin' each romance Ooh, wha...