Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy May 21st! It's time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you  to a new installment in my YA series WIP,  Finding Love and Bigfoot.    We Tuesday Tales Authors take on the word prompt "bite":  "The others would be displeased if they knew of his unnatural interest in this other animal, especially a human. Those who would hurt, torture, or kill them, in the name of some superior curiosity- most other species were their natural enemies. Therefore, the Sasquatch breed lived in small pods, disguising their nests and existence in uncanny ways derived from centuries of adaptations.   Living in the hidden caves of the ridge worked successfully for he and his small group for several decades. Suddenly, another adult appeared, with a forceful grunt, she dropped a long strap of desiccated meat onto his chest. She left without another sound or inclination, cognizant of his dominance, although displaying her interest ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday! It's time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week we have a delicious word prompt- " laughter ".  Today we visit our lovebirds from Finding Love and Bigfoot , the second in the Critter Getter series.      “Kalista shivered in the cool autumn air with Caleb’s sentence. She rubbed her arms and returned a question.   “What about us talking makes us so crazy?” Caleb thought for a moment before answering quizzically. “It’s part of the fun, right?   The anxiety, anticipation…you know, like Thumper in Bambi. He called it twitterpated.” “Twitterpated? Yes, I remember that scene now. I can identify with that.   But, you have your own business. You chase Bigfoots and mean fish underwater. Us talking should not be this complicated.” They both burst into laughter. “It definitely should not be this complicated.” Caleb decided, before taking Kalista’s hand in his own. “Thank you ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday! It's time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week we have a delicious word prompt- " chocolate ".  Today we visit a campfire from Finding Love and Bigfoot , the second in the Critter Getter series.      “What do you have there, Mr. Caleb?” Leandra laughed, attempting to get a better look at what Caleb held in his fingers. “Something I hope you sweet tooth connoisseurs haven’t seen yet.” Caleb held up a bag containing fluffy white blobs. “Okay, dude, we’ve had marshmallows before.” Kalista slightly dipped her head and raised one eyebrow. The campfire light danced across her warm features. Caleb opened the bag and retrieved a white cylindrical treat almost the size of a tennis ball from the package. “But, have you ever seen them this size?” “Whoa, that’s amazing!” Leandra rushed forward, one hand outstretched. “Candy makes it all better, just like when we were kids.” Owen laug...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday and time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you  to the second in my Critter Getter series, WIP,  Finding Love and Bigfoot.    I present the word prompt, " green ":  "Leandra perched once again with her laptop investigating her new obsession- Bigfoot. “Did you know there have been sightings all over the country?” She asked Kalista, while chomping on a green apple candy rod. “Owen was right, the only place not having a sighting is Hawaii.” “Old-fashioned stick candy, huh? What gives…where’s your stash?” Kalista demanded, her focus obviously toward something sweeter than internet surfing. “Got a root beer one?” She rooted around in a kitchen drawer. “All that’s in here is miscellaneous receipts, some take out menus, and random batteries.” “Nope, they are in the cabinet, behind the ramen noodles. I figured they would be safe there since you rarely eat those.” Leandra jokingly gave up her hiding spot. ...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday and time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you again to my new paranormal WIP,  Finding Love and Bigfoot - a part of my Critter Getter series.   For our journey to the unknown, I present the word prompt "cool". “Maybe tomorrow you can talk to me more about this research of yours. I admit, you have me intrigued, Caleb Chandler.” Kalista inhaled deeply and looked toward the gear shift. “I guess we better head home, in case the storm moves in again.” “Will you please let me know you made it? Maybe…call me or something?” Caleb asked sheepishly. “Definitely.” Kalista revved the ignition with her foot, projecting the image of cool ness. Her insides danced with butterflies sitting in the seat he normally occupied. “Thank you for another great day on the river, even though we didn’t get a second catfish fry.” Leandra bubbled with a beaming smile. “This is more fun than we’ve had in a long time, no mat...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Happy Tuesday and time for another edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I take you a new paranormal WIP,  Finding Love and Bigfoot - a part of my Critter Getter series.   For our journey to the unknown, I present the word prompt "knife".   “There is no way you just said… bigfoot .” Kalista said solemnly, almost under her breath, still inspecting the muddied, bloody smudges all over her car window. “You wouldn’t get a crazier response from me if you had come at me with a knife.”   “Yes, I did, Kalista, and I’m not joking.” Caleb said just as earnestly, admiring the evidence all over the glass. “By the way, I’m not the violent type. The only knife I use is a fillet knife on the catfish.” “I know tracking bigfoot is a big part of your business, and I’m sure tourists pay good money for a spooky thrill, but, seriously, you can be truthful with me. Your secret is safe.” Owen interjected into the conversation, his eyes da...