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- air.    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary, What the Storm Didn't Take. Enjoy!~ Mom’s cookies, Conner’s unwavering loyalty, our friends’ devotion, Garrett’s memorial…that did it. I finally started to cry. Excusing myself quickly for the truck, I needed privacy. The present was a heavy place to be in, the memories- both good and bad were incredibly suffocating. It’s been a year, it doesn’t seem possible. You’ve been gone a year, and I’m carrying this grief around like a fifty pound sack of feed. It’s heavy, so heavy, but, I can’t put it down. I haven’t gotten where I need to be. Why does it f...

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- phone .    This will be an excerpt f ro m Twister Fate, my new WIP for a new romance contemporary. Enjoy!~ “You’re going to be better than fine, you’re going to be amazing.” Conner whispered from above, so soft I’m sure the nurse behind him didn’t hear him. How did he know I was in a panic? “I hope so.” I could only whisper back in faith, because I had no confidence in myself. A slight hesitation at the automatic sliding doors, he momentarily stopped pushing. I swear I heard him inhale sharply, deeply. I imagined his hands gripping the handles, tighter than I held my son, for fear I’d break him. We were both holding on…to what I...

Happy December Tuesday Tales... Today, I return to my current WIP, Personal Fouls, book 3 for my Fantasy Leagues series. This week our group writes to the word prompt, gray . Who is getting family history from a concerned Auntie?   “He was sleeping around as soon as he hit puberty. Somehow, he possessed the charm to drop panties. Surely, he wasn’t careful enough to always use protection. He was never worried about the end game.” “Did you ever talk with my mom about any of this? Maybe try to warn her?” Stuck in the middle between guarding my mother’s honor and allowing her free will pinned me into a corner. “Did he ever love my mom?” “Absolutely! He loved your mom. They married with the best of intentions and made great business partners. I thought possibly she might tame his savage ways. He was loyal longer than I thought he would be.” “What happened?” “Dammit, this is gonna be a tough delivery, so bear with me. When your mom became pregnant with you, appa...

My name is Brian Jones. I am an avid cyclist riding to rid the world of Multiple Sclerosis. Short and sweet this week. During this season of love and celebration, please give the gift of HOPE for those living with MS. Join the fight to find a cure by supporting me in my 10 th BikeMS. Please visit my page at http://main.nationalmssociety.org/goto/Brian2015 to make a donation. May you all have a joyous and very Merry Christmas.  

I try to host a health related post each week in The Locker. I like to share my experiences in the hopes of helping someone else. I've decided to make a little turn and have a guest host for the next few weeks. My friend Brian is a beast. He cycles more miles in a year than I probably drive in my car. He has a passion for health, and shares an equal passion to eradicate MS. Please be kind to Brian and give him a warm welcome. Hugs-     My name is Brian Jones.   I am an avid cyclist riding to rid the world of Multiple Sclerosis.   As I celebrate Thanksgiving, I am reminded of the many things I am thankful.   A loving wife, a roof over my head, food on the table, a good job, and many wonderful friends and family.   It’s funny how the one thing I tended to forget to be thankful, is the one thing I took for granted…good health.   In my association with the National MS Society, I have met many wonderful people who live with his d...

I try to host a health related post each week in The Locker. I like to share my experiences in the hopes of helping someone else. I've decided to make a little turn and have a guest host for the next few weeks. My friend Brian is a beast. He cycles more miles in a year than I probably drive in my car. He has a passion for health, and shares an equal passion to eradicate MS. Please be kind to Brian and give him a warm welcome. Hugs-   My name is Brian Jones.   I am an avid cyclist riding to rid the world of Multiple Sclerosis.   A sobering stat I learned while attending the National MS Leadership conference in Ft. Worth, TX.   More than 50% of MS patients will develop a progressive form of the disease, which can lead to diminished motor functions robbing the patient of the ability to walk, or even hold utensils to eat.   While there are FDA approved modifying drugs to treat relapsing forms of MS, there are still no treatments for...

07/25/2014 Good morning!   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 two years. Initially, my rheumatologist diagnosed me with systemic lupus (SLE) on June 19, 2013. However, the medication wasn’t working and I kept getting worse and developing new symptoms. So, after second, third, and fourth opinions, my neurologist believes instead I have fibromyalgia.   In April 2014 I visited yet another rheumatologist who I hoped would be familiar with autoimmune disorders. Following an extensive intake during my initial appointment, I found a place where the doctor also listened to me. Based upon my blood work, the doctor believes I have Sjogren’s Syndrome. She also made the diagnosis of Fibromyalgia and pre-lupus. I’ve never heard of pre-lupus, but, hopefully it stays in the “pre” category. Thank you for listening, each week I will have a new instal...

"Danika Parker" Ahoy Fellow Fathomers and Happy Belated Mother's Day to all the beautiful mommies out there in cyberhood.  Our Tuesday Tales group is writing, appropriately, to the word prompt, "mother" this week. Once again, I'm pleased to return you to my new WIP, the Fantasy Leagues....Book One - Multiple Scorgasms. Our lovely Danika Parker is looking for love....but, does she really believe in it? Let's take a look: "The notion of love fascinates me. The whole running through a field of flowers and my Prince Charming scooping me up into some all-encompassing hug and then we have a picnic under an old tree. We might even make love under that tree, but, we wouldn’t have to because love is not based upon the physical. Right? I honestly wouldn’t know, but, I possess a great charade as the girl next door. I swooned at all the latest hot guys of film because I can appreciate a beautifully crafted human being. I went to my high school pr...