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It’s been all about the piano today. Was feeling really down and alone. The piano helps distract me from my nagging reality. Thanks to my 3 month free subscription to Skoove, I’ve been …
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It’s been all about the piano today. Was feeling really down and alone. The piano helps distract me from my nagging reality. Thanks to my 3 month free subscription to Skoove, I’ve been …
Jun 21, 2017 " Be Writing" #bewriting #writing #writers #inspiration #onefitperson #lifecoach
This is a very good video to watch if you want to write a book... FAST!
This could not be more true, but mine is more like sugar.
A Little Flash Fiction to Start the Day.
Jeffrey Whitmore Bedtime Story
"Careful, honey, it's loaded," he said, re-entering the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard. "This for your wife?"
"No. Too chancy. I'm hiring a professional."
"How about me?"
He smirked. "Cute. But who'd be dumb enough to hire a female hit man?"
She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel. "Your wife."
Dick Skeen Into the Night
Look, smile, teeth, lips, voice, sexy, car, feel, apartment, couch, music, dance, lights, drink, moist, dry, soft, firm, fast, slow, easy, hard, leg, knee, thigh, shoulders, breast, fingers, silky rough, breath, living room, bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, basement, bed, pillow, sheets, shower, cigarette, coffee, stockings, bra, dress, shirt, naked, rattle, door, husband, scramble, kill, clothes, window.
Hillary Clay Evening Surprise
Shimmery stockings stretched over shapely thighs—a perfect backdrop for a body-skimming cocktail dress. Glamour radiated from the ends of the diamond earrings to the tips of the spike-heeled shoes. As a shadowed eye surveyed the mirror’s reflection, painted lips pursed with pleasure.
Suddenly, a voice cried out from behind, “Dad?!”
Don't be a writer; be writing.