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Tina Gerow: New Year's resolutions for smut writers...
Tina Gerow: New Year’s resolutions for smut writers…
Everyone I know has the more normal New Year’s resolutions – you know…lose weight, clean out their closet, exercise 4X a week…
Yeah – not my style. Not that those aren’t admirable resolutions to have, but they just aren’t on my list. And I would probably never keep them beyond January anyway.
So what IS on my list?
Write daily! I already try to do this, but end up on a pretty normal week only…
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5 Publishing Myths every new writer should know!
5 Publishing Myths every new writer should know!
All of us were new at one time and had to learn the hard way what was actually the truth of things in the publishing industry. Lately I’ve heard each of these 5 Myths about the Publishing Industry and hope that this blog will save at least one new or aspiring author the pain and suffering that a lot of us went through before we learned this stuff.
Myth 1:Authors Don’t need to do promotions,…
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Book ideas from a hot woman on a gravestone?
Book ideas from a hot woman on a gravestone?
Where do book ideas come from? Everywhere and anywhere! Join me for a discussion of some of mine…funny, snarky and even serious. :)
I’m always asked where I find my book ideas. This picture by Jon V Jones was the inspiration for my popular Maiden seriesso I thought this would be a great place to start. I don’t even remember WHERE I first saw this picture. It was back in early 2004, so it might…
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Typos and Boob Blabs: The life of one wacky writer...
Typos and Boob Blabs: The life of one wacky writer…
Have you ever had one of those weeks where certain things follow you? Well, I’m having one of those months. Embarrassing typos seem to be stalking me!!
For those of you following any of my social media world lately, you’ve seen a TON of new stuff from the Butterscotch Martini Girls. The BMG‘s is my long time critique group, and we’ve recently changed our focus to become a promo group. We’re still…
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After the Mixer ll Zackery & Cassie
Zackery
Zackery helped Cassie sit down on a bench out in the courtyard. "Seriously. Are you okay?"
cassie
"I'm fine just a little dizy." She lied again. She didn't want to tell him how bad it really was because she was scared.
Zackery
"You still think you can lie to me?" Zack looked at her in the eyes.
cassie
"Fine! I feel weak, dizy, and my stomach has this excruciating pain." She cluched her stomach just as she that.
Zackery
"What to throw up? It'll make you feel better. We can go to my apartment. Yeah?"
cassie
"Okay. Yeah." She said softly. She looked up at him. "Are you mad at me?"
Zackery
"No. Just a little frustrated." Zackery stood up. "I'm sorry if I upset you. Come on, I'll carry you." He wrapped an arm under Cassie's arms.
cassie
Cassie let Zackery carry her. She didn't feel like talking because she felt sick.
Zackery
Zackery carried Cassie all the way to his apartment. "Crap." He said when they arrived to the door. "Hold on." He told her as he tried to open the door. Once he finally got inside he slowly set her on the couch. "I'll be right back." Zackery knew exactly what to do. It wasn't the first time Cassie got this bad. He grabbed a bucket, water, napkins, and something light to eat. "Here." He set everything down. He pulled her hair back and rubbed her back.
cassie
Cassie sat on his couch and watched him get everything she felt sick and once he brought the bucket she was pucking. She finally stopped and got a napkin to whip her mouth off. "I'm really sorry zackery."
Zackery
"Why? Because you're puking? I can handle it." He tried to lighten the mood. He handed Cassie the glass of water. "You hungry?" He asked, pulling her into his arms.
cassie
Cassie smiled and took the glass. "Yeah a little." She said as she looked at the boy.
Zackery
"I still suck at cooking but any requests?" He smiled back at her.
cassie
"I just really want a pb&j." She laughed
Zackery
"I will make it with love and hope it doesn't make you puke again" Zackery laughed. He stood up and walked over to the kitchen which was right across from the living room. "Toasted bread?"
cassie
Cassie laughed along with Zack. She laid down while he made her sandwich. "Yes please." She yelled back at him.
Zackery
Zackery whistling Cassie's favourite song while he made the sandwich. He made one for himself without peanut butter. He then poured them both apple juice before setting it all on the coffee table in his living room. "Dinner is served!"
cassie
Cassie got up and went to the table. "Aw it looks like where feeding six year olds" she laughed and kissed his cheek. "Thank you Zackery"
Zackery
"You're welcome." He kissed her forehead. "Have you already forgotten the twins?" He joked.
cassie
"Of course not.. What where there names again?" She joked and sat down
Zackery
"Um... Penny and James?" He laughed.
cassie
She laughed and started eating the sandwich.
Zackery
"You know we are actual six year olds." He joked while taking a bit of his sandwich as well.
cassie
"Very true." She laughed. "Is your sandwich as good as mine?"
Zackery
"Better. No peanut butter." He held his sandwich out for her to try. "Rip off a piece. Don't get your puke taste on it."
cassie
"Your a wierdo." She ripped a piece off and ate it. "Hmm.. I guess its okay." She finally said
Zackery
"Okay?!" Zackery pretended to be offended. "You miss have terrible taste. Except in men." He laughed. "Oh! Guess what!"
cassie
Cassie laughed at zackery. "Oh! what?" She asked excitedly.
Zackery
"There are new dragons." He whispered to her.
cassie
"New?! Like babies? How do you know?" She whisper yelled.
Zackery
Zackery laughed. He liked Cassie's enthusiasm. "Some professor was talking about it. Although she warned me to stay away. I think I'll get in trouble but I ignored her for the most part."
cassie
Cassie was jumping up and down at the thought of cute baby dragons. "We should go see them! Who cares if we get in trouble!'
Zackery
"No, Cas!" Zack held her hands. "I can't get into any more trouble. I'm trying to go into law enforcement."
cassie
"Okay fine. How's that going by the way, law enforcement?" She asked trying to get her mind off the baby dragons.
Zackery
"Sorry. Maybe we can talk with the professor about viewing them form afar?" He suggested to make her feel better. "It's a lot of fun. I'd much rather be painting but you have to pay the bills, right?" He looked around his apartment.
cassie
"Yeah that'd be good to " she smiled at him. "I guess?" She shrugged her shoulder's "I mean of you'd rather paint than what don't you?"
Zackery
"That way you see baby dragons without dying. I can't have you dying on me." He kissed the top of her head. "Like I said, I need to make money and painting isn't very profitable."
cassie
"Well then I guess that's understandable." She smiled. "Well I'd buy your paintings." She said and gave him a peck on the lips
Zackery
"Then how would you pay your bills?" He asked. He smiled when he kissed him. "You taste like puke" Zackery laughed then pecked her lips again.
cassie
"I'm gonna be super rich" she laughed. "Ew don't talk about puke" she said before he kissed her again.
Zackery
"Oh really?" Zackery chuckled. He grimaced into the kiss. "Go brush your teeth while I make us more sandwiches." He stood up and walked to the kitchen. "Are you spending the night?"
cassie
"Okay mom." She walked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth making sure she got rid of that puky taste. She walked back into the kitchen. "Yeah I'd rather stay here incase I get sick again."
Zackery
"So I can look after you?" He chuckled. "And you call me mom sarcastically." He finished making the sandwiches, this time making six. "We may not eat all of them but we won't have to get up again!"
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