Sunday, June 24, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday, Inamorata part 3

Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday! :D

Here are six more sentences (unedited) of my work in progress, Inamorata.

 Her heart ached for him, her body longing for his touch. She moistened her lips in anticipation of his kiss. She lifted her torso up off the bed just enough to pull him into her arms. But, he had vanished. “No, don’t go, no.” As her dream man disappeared, she woke up verbally begging him not too leave her, again.

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Sunday, June 17, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday, Inamorata part 2

Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday! :D

Here are six sentences (unedited) of my work in progress, Inamorata.

Laura and Aidan just assumed he climbed up in the ceiling to adjust something. Sebastian’s mouth was covered tightly. No one could hear his screams or see the horror in his eyes as his carotid artery was ripped open by sharp teeth. Usually a vampire’s bite was an erotic experience. Not in this case, the attack was ruthless. The way he tore into his flesh, horrified him to the point he wasn’t really seeing or feeling anything.

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Thursday, June 14, 2012

My reaction to Tuesday night’s episode of The Devils Ride.

My reaction to Tuesday night’s episode of The Devils Ride.

MAJOR SPOILER ALERT of The Devil’s Ride, Season Finale, aired Tuesday, June 12, 2011

About the Devils Ride

 It's a bike club. It's a brotherhood. It's The Devils Ride, premiering Tuesday, May 8, at 10 p.m. E/P on Discovery Channel.

For the first time Discovery goes inside the world of motorcycle clubs with the members of San Diego's Laffing Devils.

The Devils Ride sports a diverse crew, but one bonded by a commitment to each other and the club. Meet Laffing Devils president Gipsy, who must balance the club's growing ranks with pressure from older members to maintain the status quo. An ex-Marine who served in Iraq, Gipsy credits the club for helping him deal with the emotional scars of war.

Then there's club vice-president Billy the Kid, who waits in the wings wondering if he'll have the chance to lead the Laffing Devils.

And younger member Snubz breaks all the biker stereotypes with his degree in finance and a full-time corporate job.

The Devils Ride finds the Laffing Devils not only in open conflict internally, but also at risk of losing their homebase. The Laffing Devils' unofficial headquarters is the auto body shop owned by fellow member Hawkster, but police pressure might force the club to find a new home. Moving is going to cost the club money, so Gipsy seeks out security work for the Laffing Devils guarding a liquor store in a very dangerous part of town. Will their new responsibilities pit the club against one another?

The Devils Ride also covers what would-be members must do to prove themselves to the club before they can be "patched in." In order to earn his spot, prospect Charles is out on an official club task of protecting some of the club's wives and girlfriends, or Ol' Ladies, on a night out. When a pushy photographer gets too close for comfort, blood boils and the situation gets physical. Will Charles' actions protecting the women earn him the respect of the young blood and, more importantly, earn him his cut?

My physical reaction

I watch every episode of The Devils Ride on Discovery, glued to the edge of my seat. The show is gripping, exciting and driven by humanity. It’s hard but I have to wait until the next day so that hubby and I can watch it together. Sometimes I watch it and then just re-watch it with him, shhhhh, hee hee very sneaky, I know.

 This last Tuesday I decided to wait and watch with my hubby because the commercial led you to believe that someone died and that would be hard to keep quiet about or to myself J. I figured it was clever advertising techniques, but I waited to be safe. As we watched this episode I kept wondering what was going to happen. Also, I kept bugging my husband, I repeatedly said, “there is no one way someone died, this is a reality show for crissakes”.

Usually when we watch TV shows, we try to guess who died. But we agreed that there was no way had a human being died and it was being announced on a television show. Just about the entire episode played and it was fantastic, then just when we thought the episode was over, they skipped to three weeks later and they showed the cameos of Laffing Devil members talking about how this death affected their lives. Finally somebody said that a club member, Juice—that was trying so hard to turn his life around—had a heart attack and died. I feel sick just talking about it, my heart fell and tears flooded my eyes. My husband and I just sat there devastated. We only spoke to each other to agree that we were done watching TV for the day. We didn’t know him of course, but it was way more heartbreaking when you’re watching a reality show and one of your favorite characters dies, because they are dying for encore :(

Rest in Peace Juice. My heartfelt sympathies to his club and family.

Keira Kroft, a fan for life.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday, Inamorata first six.

Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday! :D

Here is the first six sentences (unedited) of my work in progress, Inamorata.

The pain seared in Trent Garland’s abdomen as he slithered toward freedom. If he could just make it to the bathroom, he would be okay. He just needed use to the toilet and maybe take some Pepto-Bismol. Surely, he would be just fine. This would be easier if he could walk, but he didn’t possess enough strength to get up on all fours and crawl.
I just ate or drank too much at the Christmas party. He told himself, dragging his heavy body across the floor of the side corridor.

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Friday, June 8, 2012

Toe Tags and Tequila

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Benjamin Cain is struggling to adapt in a post Katrina ravaged New Orleans as he ekes out a life as a mortician’s assistant. With nowhere else to turn for comfort, he clings to a tequila bottle while he slowly loses his grip on reality. However, Cain is about to find out that alcohol only burns the throat and chest but it’s what’s in the chest that burns the soul. Goaded by devils and delusions to seize control of his destiny, he devises a covetous scheme to get his life back on track. Yet when his plans come to fruition, Cain finds out that no one escapes their sins.


 “I already shot you, Bob—you’re not stupid enough to think I won’t do it again, are you?”

“You patched up my leg, Cain. You’re stupid, but you’re no fool. You kill me and you’ll get the death penalty. You’re in enough trouble, tough guy. Untie me now and maybe you’ll get off with just assault rather than attempted murder.”

“Get on your feet, Bob.” Cain said pulling Fontenot up by the rope around his neck.

Once on his feet Fontenot gasped for air but then looked proud and satisfied, as though he had caught Cain in a bluff.

“The keys better be under the seat, Bob.” Cain said shoving Fontenot towards the door.

Outside, the doctor led the way to the SUV. With the padded barrel of the gun, Cain prodded him onward.

“Under the driver’s seat,” Fontenot motioned with his chin.

Cain retrieved the set of bright metallic keys from under the seat.

“If you get so much as a scratch on my new truck, you’ll wish you had killed me.” The look on Fontenot’s face was a mixture of hate and arrogance.

Cain opened the backdoor of the SUV. “Get on the floor” he ordered. His voice cool and steady.

“Screw you,” Fontenot blustered.

Cain drove his knee into Fontenot’s gunshot wound. Under the weight of the pain, the doctor fell into the floorboard of the backseat. A legion of voices compelled Cain forward, urging him to let go of reason and hold on to instinct.

“He’s not so big now is he? Do it. Where are his snide comments now? Do it. Show him that you’re not weak. Do it. Show yourself, you’re not weak. Do it. We’re waiting. Do it. Do it!”

Cain placed the gun to the back of Fontenot’s head.

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Sunday, June 3, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday

Six lines from Glow in the Dark, which is free on amazon today

She passed two men standing outside of the firehouse. “Good morning!” one of them shouted, and the other stood ogling and smiling at her.

Corey didn’t get a good look at them, but from a quick glance, she knew they were hot. Flattered by the attention, she didn’t see where she was going and drove her front tire between the curb of the sidewalk and the grass. Her heart raced as she tried to get her feet free in time to catch her balance.

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