Author Davee Jones

Getting plastered at a wedding is the sign a good time has been had, but not when it’s the bride! Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Today in The Locker we have the lovely Amanda Ward, my friend from "across the Pond". This week we celebrate the release of her newest title, Viva Pann Vegas!  Viva is the sequel to the quirky fun of The MisAdventures of Pann Haggerty. The fun and games continue as Pann Haggerty travels around America with her ‘average’ Joe on their way to Las Vegas.  This time, Joe thinks he’s the one in charge, and able to handle his beloved quirky English rose.   Apparently not.   Surprises, secrets and wedding bells are in store.  Has Pann given Joe the answer to his big question? Read on in the second MisAdventure of Pann Haggerty.  Laugh at Pann’s antics, thrill to the romance, indulge in copious mugs of tea and try out the delicious recipes! Above all…enjoy. Excerpt One- “You know, Pann, this hand would look...

http://www.amazon.com/Finless-Davee-Jones-ebook/dp/B007SNTKMQ Ahoy Fellow Fathomers and welcome to 2014! What a year 2013 was...for me anyway. I've had so many personal struggles it's hard to keep track of it all. But, with 2014 starting off smoothly...I'll hope it stays the same. I decided this year for Saturday Sippers I will highlight different drinks, beers, wines, etc...anything beverage related. With that being said...welcome to the first entry for 2014...and the dynamic duo --ANGRY BALLS - it's how we started off NYE! Many thanks to  Angry Orchard for this amazing concotion Angry Balls™ Ingredients Angry Orchard Crisp Apple 1.5 oz of Fireball Cinnamon Whisky Method In a pint glass combine over ice, 1.5oz cinnamon whisky and Angry Orchard Crisp Apple ***as always, exercise moderation, this would be a hellacious hangover.

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J It’s almost Thanksgiving, my favorite day of the year. Nothing beats my Grandma Helen’s dressing, celery casserole, and of course the turkey. But, most of all, it’s spending time with my friends and family beside a bonfire sharing laughs and love. The kiddos get hot chocolate, but, the adults can have: HOT CHOCOLATE MARTINI! Ingredients 3 ounces hot cocoa 1 ounce dark Crème de Cacao Splash Irish Cream liqueur 1 ounce chocolate vodka Combine all ingredients in a shaker, pour into a martini glass and serve.

Saturday Sippers in The Locker Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to the feature here in The Locker called Saturday Sippers. Each week I’ll post a new, sometimes, skinny cocktail recipe for you to try. Many thinks to my Cali Bestie, Rhonda, for providing me with the deck of cards recipe book. J Today November 16 is my baby brother’s birthday. He really is 29, egad, that makes me old. Last year I gave him a girlfriend that won't talk back, this year, he is special guest in my blog. (both are probably about the same excitement. LOL) In honor of Samuel Wylder, I present to you a renamed drink: The Hot Sammy! Ingredients 1 ounce apple cider 1 t lemon juice 2 ounces bourbon Honey to taste Begin with a steaming mug of hot water. Add all ingredients. Drink a few and it’s guaranteed to cure your sore throat or whatever else ails you.

I know last week I left everyone wondering where Joelle fell when the rotting walkway gave out. But, with this weeks' word prompt, abrupt, I couldn't fit it in! So, I'm moving back to my other work in progress, Sexy Bea Spelling. Let's see what Andrew thinks of Bea... “We don’t have to go home yet, do we?” “I’m still on administrative leave until they decide what to do with me, Andrew. You’re the one with a job in the morning.” The velvety nighttime sky set a perfect backdrop for the downtown Dallas skyline of lights. The ribbon of lights around the Omni Hotel changed colors as it cascaded down the numerous stories. The Reunion Tower ball glowed brightly with a dancing display of clear lights. They hopscotched around the orb in hyperactive motions. Andrew drove leisurely through the city holding Bea’s hand, his thumb stroking her palm. “You know what they say it means when someone scratches the palm of your hand, don’t you?” Bea leaned closer to him from he...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! For this week's Tuesday Tales, we are writing to the word prompt, "Sweet". Please see another excerpt from my paranormal thriller, Jerky.   “I’ve seen the near impossible happen right before my eyes so you know I believe you Jo, and it’s hard to imagine some mortal human was capable of something like this.” Wylder pointed to the scene below them. “I’m going to make my way down there, just in case someone is hurt.” “I’ll follow you, just be careful, I don’t trust this rickety walkway.” Joelle slid both arms into the backpack straps of her crime scene go-bag. Wylder tentatively pressed with increasing weight before he finally took each step. The wood groaned and creaked, almost speaking the horrors of the room. A musty odor wafted from the dank wood railing to which they clung with gloved hands. The sweet, metal scent of blood lingered in the heavy air. Joelle closed her mouth tightly, breathing exclusively through her nose to keep from tasti...