(a bit of fiction based on a whole lot of reality) My husband is over six feet tall, by about two inches or so. Probably weighs about 5 or six pounds over what he’d like to, but is still physically attractive to me – it’s the broad shoulders and muscled arms that get me every … Continue reading If I believed in Soul Mates
The alarm went off at seven a.m. She turned it off with eyes closed, a smile sitting comfortably on her lips. It was April 17th. He was coming home. She had twelve hours to finish getting things in order. At least she'd have a lot to keep herself busy. It would make the time go … Continue reading Welcome Home
What's Love Got to do With it? What is Love? Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me...no more. Love in an Elevator. Love Stinks - yeah, yeah. You Give Love a Bad Name. I could do this for hours - writing down the names of songs I know and like with the word "love" in … Continue reading Love.
As is the norm, let's start first with being single. I am told to be patient with myself as I continue to haunt his memory while desiring to get over it already and get on with being happy and in love with myself. In this case, I am 99% sure he is so not thinking … Continue reading 3:20 AM + Migraine = Random Posting
My experience would have me believe that men (well, males in general) put a lot of energy into doing things, whether it be working out, taking care of or avoiding taking care of their children, their jobs / careers / studies when they have them, etc. They get sex when they can, as often as … Continue reading Morning Pondering – for those of you who don’t see my FB page.
Awhile back someone suggested I write a piece that would amount to being a letter to my ex-boy dudes. I did something along those lines in a blog post a year ago but for some reason, my Muse came in to revamp the idea. What follows is what He and Ana came up with. I … Continue reading Jagged endings.
I wake to a day free from chores and to-dos. A day perfect for that Sunday morning kind of love. Where whispered 'good morning' leads to a few slow kisses interspersed by solutions to a few of the worlds problems; discussions of dreams leave no fantastical stone un-turned. Laughter and smiles are easy to come … Continue reading A Sunday Morning Kind of Love (not poetry)
But my Muse had other plans. Click to read the New Blog Post. Have a great rest of the weekend :-).
Or at least as far as I'm concerned. I'm watching a movie, texting, AND writing. The scene needs polish, and granted it's a measly 1500 words, but this was a scene I was struggling with. I've got the basics, the bones. When the rewrites happen, it'll only get better. But anyway, here's a snippet: She … Continue reading Multi-tasking nets one groovy scene