Damn. Damn, damn, damn. How did he find out? Lynne couldn't imagine any other reason that would he be flying home on short notice saying we had something important to discuss. Divorce? Does he want a divorce? God damn it. She shook her head; she should have never had that damn affair. She walked into the waiting area and looked at the Arrival's screen. Thi...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a fun piece that I've been toying with on and off for years. What would happen if the characters in a story got to critique the author's work? And what would their private life be like, when the writer isn't writing? The only way to find out is with another story-within-a-story, as you'll see. This tale won't give you any orgasms, but...
Chapter 3 --book-- Teagan didn't sleep much that night, she kept hearing Candace's voice in her head. There was no doubt now that Professor Jackson knew exactly who she was. Sitting up she wiped the sleep from her eyes and trudged to the shower. She grimaced when she saw her face in the mirror, her eyeliner smudged and her cheeks paler than normal. Grabbin...
A note to readers: I sometimes write sections of my stories out of sequence or to ensure that a specific idea or scene is captured when I think about it. I hope that when I fit the parts together they appear seamless and the resulting story does not 'jump shift' when the parts are melded together. Below is such an example of a scene that I did not want to...
Kainene woke up with a smile on her face. She instantly remembered all that had occurred the night before and she panicked quickly before forcing herself to calm down. She remembered her promise and this made her smile widen. She looked over and saw Rufus looking cute and boyish in his sleep. She could not stop herself from reaching out and touching a soft c...
22He moved in a few months ago, I would see him a few times a week, whether in the buildings' elevator or the laundry room in the basement of our apartment building. When we would see each other, we would nod and say the occasional "hi" and "how are you doing?" As far as saying more, I wish I could do that! Guys like him always intimidated me: tall, dark an...
Penelope's Fall She couldn't understand the attraction. Wasn't she more grownup than this? Thirty-five years old, divorced, successfully employed in a job she liked. But here she was, dancing with a college student and hugging him! "Eric, what are you doing, holding me close with a hand on my behind?" "My mother taught me to treat women with respect." Th...
Oggbashan's Advice: Is this book valuable? This was written for charity shops selling books in the UK but can have some application elsewhere. A secondhand book has NO value unless somebody wants to buy it. 1. Books that have NO value Readers' Digest Condensed Books and Mills and Boon paperbacks can soon swamp the largest shop. There are buyers for pris...
There's a small bookstore on Conner Avenue, situated near the middle of a block along the north side. The four story brick building houses three businesses on the street level; the bookstore, an artist supply store plus a bicycle shop. None of these businesses are particularly profitable and nor will they go away easily. Conner Avenue has three blocks devote...
"I really like these diamond earrings. Two carats is impressive to this girl." "Callie, you've changed my life. And my parents like you. My mom just told me how she thinks 'Calypso St. Claire is a pretty name, and she's so classy." "I was christened Edna Mae Womack, and grew up in a double-wide, but I'll take it." "Oh God, you're making me almost spurt, C...