SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY:
“Don’t pretend, Caroline. You know I want to have an affair
with you. I’ve wanted it for a long time. Brad has his…other life…so
why shouldn’t you have yours?”
Caroline’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
“What happens between Brad and me is none of your
business. I’m married, Stan, and even if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t be
interested in sleeping with you. Never have been, never will be. I
suggest you leave.”
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Best Confessions and Lies Ever!
As promised, here is one of the great confessions of all time! Tomorrow is Six Sentence Sunday, so I will not have another confession post until next week. If you want your story told, anonymous is fine with me, please send it to me at: sunnydaysbook@gmail.com.
Next week I start the serialized prequel to "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights" revealing a little more every week. Hope you'll join me.
Now enjoy this fabulous story from Missy Martine:
Good Morning,
The biggest lie I ever told in my life popped into mind when I saw your post. It's been so many years, and the fact it'll post on the internet and he doesn't know my pen name, makes it seem pretty safe to tell now Smile emoticon
Back in 1996 I was having an extremely hard time getting a divorce. I'd been in an abusive marriage for twenty years and he just wasn't willing to let go. Nothing the lawyer did got him to sign the papers. Finally, he did sign a financial agreement dividing the bills and they set a court date - then he changed his mind and told me he was going to fight the divorce. Mind you, I had no experience with divorce and for all I knew he could fight it and win and the judge could make me stay married. I'd been told by my lawyer that the judge might insist on counseling and a mandatory trial reconciliation.
I'd up and moved to another state when things started getting ugly right after I left him. At least that way I could come and go to work without fear of him catching me. When he backed out and said he was going to fight I didn't know what to do, so, I lied! I got a friend to call my lawyer and pretend to be my ex, and had them tell him that he'd changed his mind again and the divorce hearing could go ahead as planned. Then, I told my ex that I was willing to talk and I would meet him at the place where he worked on a certain day.
I showed up in court - this was in Georgia and the courthouse in the county seat was really small. There were about 50 people standing in the hallway waiting to go into the courtroom. My lawyer came and asked me to follow him. He'd arranged a private hearing in the judges chambers to hurry things along. Since he'd already "notified" my ex, on the phone, of when the hearing was to take place he saw no reason to notify him by mail, so my ex was never informed of the actual hearing date.
I stood in front of that judge and told him that we'd finally come to an agreement and that my ex didn't feel it necessary to miss a day of work of for the hearing. He shrugged, and declared me divorced and gave me the car! I got my divorce while my ex cooled his heels waiting for me at work - and I never met him. As soon as the divorce was final I got in my car and headed back to Oklahoma where I'd moved. When I paid off the car I needed my ex's signature on the title to get a new one even though I had divorce papers saying it was mine - so I was all upset wondering what I would do. My ex had not taken it well when he found out he was divorced - even threatened to have it overturned. I know now he couldn't do that. Anyway, my friend grabbed the title from me and signed it with my ex's name without me asking - and I got my title.
To this day I still avoid the ex!
Is this the kind of confessions you're looking for Smile emoticon Seems kind of funny to tell it now, although it kept me awake at night during the time it was happening. I was so afraid of getting caught.
Missy Martine
www.missymartine.com
Next week I start the serialized prequel to "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights" revealing a little more every week. Hope you'll join me.
Now enjoy this fabulous story from Missy Martine:
Good Morning,
The biggest lie I ever told in my life popped into mind when I saw your post. It's been so many years, and the fact it'll post on the internet and he doesn't know my pen name, makes it seem pretty safe to tell now Smile emoticon
Back in 1996 I was having an extremely hard time getting a divorce. I'd been in an abusive marriage for twenty years and he just wasn't willing to let go. Nothing the lawyer did got him to sign the papers. Finally, he did sign a financial agreement dividing the bills and they set a court date - then he changed his mind and told me he was going to fight the divorce. Mind you, I had no experience with divorce and for all I knew he could fight it and win and the judge could make me stay married. I'd been told by my lawyer that the judge might insist on counseling and a mandatory trial reconciliation.
I'd up and moved to another state when things started getting ugly right after I left him. At least that way I could come and go to work without fear of him catching me. When he backed out and said he was going to fight I didn't know what to do, so, I lied! I got a friend to call my lawyer and pretend to be my ex, and had them tell him that he'd changed his mind again and the divorce hearing could go ahead as planned. Then, I told my ex that I was willing to talk and I would meet him at the place where he worked on a certain day.
I showed up in court - this was in Georgia and the courthouse in the county seat was really small. There were about 50 people standing in the hallway waiting to go into the courtroom. My lawyer came and asked me to follow him. He'd arranged a private hearing in the judges chambers to hurry things along. Since he'd already "notified" my ex, on the phone, of when the hearing was to take place he saw no reason to notify him by mail, so my ex was never informed of the actual hearing date.
I stood in front of that judge and told him that we'd finally come to an agreement and that my ex didn't feel it necessary to miss a day of work of for the hearing. He shrugged, and declared me divorced and gave me the car! I got my divorce while my ex cooled his heels waiting for me at work - and I never met him. As soon as the divorce was final I got in my car and headed back to Oklahoma where I'd moved. When I paid off the car I needed my ex's signature on the title to get a new one even though I had divorce papers saying it was mine - so I was all upset wondering what I would do. My ex had not taken it well when he found out he was divorced - even threatened to have it overturned. I know now he couldn't do that. Anyway, my friend grabbed the title from me and signed it with my ex's name without me asking - and I got my title.
To this day I still avoid the ex!
Is this the kind of confessions you're looking for Smile emoticon Seems kind of funny to tell it now, although it kept me awake at night during the time it was happening. I was so afraid of getting caught.
Missy Martine
www.missymartine.com
Friday, March 25, 2011
Confessions!
Okay, folks, time to get interesting. Do you have anything you've wanted to confess, tell the world about but didn't have the nerve before? Now is the time to do it. Everyone has something. Send it to me at sunnydaysbook@gmail.com and I'll post it here on my blog.
Let me go first. This is an old lie, very old, so old that it seems funny to me now. I always wanted to be a writer. When I was 15, my English teacher assigned us a book report on a book of short stories. I couldn't find one in the school library or the town library. Panicked as the due date drew near, I closed my door and invented a book! I wrote the report on the invented book and I invented all the short stories, too.
Being the painfully honest person I was at 15, the next week was hell. So afraid my teacher would discover I lied, I started thinking up cover stories as to why I couldn't produce the book I was expecting her to demand. "Where is it" I kept hearing in my nightmares. Finally the day for the reports to be returned came. I trembled as she handed me my paper, sure there would be a "see me" note on it. Hah! I got a B- on the report. That was the first time I ever thought I had what it took to be a writer.
Tell me your stories and I'll print them here.
Let me go first. This is an old lie, very old, so old that it seems funny to me now. I always wanted to be a writer. When I was 15, my English teacher assigned us a book report on a book of short stories. I couldn't find one in the school library or the town library. Panicked as the due date drew near, I closed my door and invented a book! I wrote the report on the invented book and I invented all the short stories, too.
Being the painfully honest person I was at 15, the next week was hell. So afraid my teacher would discover I lied, I started thinking up cover stories as to why I couldn't produce the book I was expecting her to demand. "Where is it" I kept hearing in my nightmares. Finally the day for the reports to be returned came. I trembled as she handed me my paper, sure there would be a "see me" note on it. Hah! I got a B- on the report. That was the first time I ever thought I had what it took to be a writer.
Tell me your stories and I'll print them here.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Settings
How does a city girl like me end up writing five books about the country? I learned about the country taking my kids to a bungalow colony in Sullivan County for years. I fell in love with the place, the town and the county. As a writer I appreciate the total peace and quiet that never occurs in Manhattan.
Country came to me as Mac and Callie, characters from my first book, did. I created a town and a university and had so much fun doing it I kept the next books there. After book three, I maneuvered my first main character there because I was in love with the town and why waste a great location? Why invent something new when this town was dripping with charm?
I started my sequel to "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights", which will be titled, "April in the Moonlight" and happen in the same small town as the first book. But not the same small town as the other five! I know it's confusing, I'm confusing myself! I have 84 pages of another book that takes place...finally...in New York City! But that will have to wait until I finish sequel number one...then sequel number two. I'm busy, but at least I'm not bored. Hope you all are having a great day. Hugs and kisses to everyone.
Country came to me as Mac and Callie, characters from my first book, did. I created a town and a university and had so much fun doing it I kept the next books there. After book three, I maneuvered my first main character there because I was in love with the town and why waste a great location? Why invent something new when this town was dripping with charm?
I started my sequel to "Sunny Days, Moonlit Nights", which will be titled, "April in the Moonlight" and happen in the same small town as the first book. But not the same small town as the other five! I know it's confusing, I'm confusing myself! I have 84 pages of another book that takes place...finally...in New York City! But that will have to wait until I finish sequel number one...then sequel number two. I'm busy, but at least I'm not bored. Hope you all are having a great day. Hugs and kisses to everyone.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sale over!
Sorry to say the amazon.com sale is over. But you can still buy it there for $3.99, not exactly a budget-breaking price...I hope!
Sexy, romantic stuff
What are the sexiest songs you know? The most romantic? I found a new song, "Summer Rain" by Michael Morrison from Glee that absolutely blows me away. I have to use it in a book, maybe several books!
Michael Buble and Michael Morrison have very sexy versions of "Sway" out there. Using it in my NYC love story, "To Love or Not to Love." I dance to it in the kitchen when I'm feeding the dog. Tell me your favorite romantic/sexy songs!
Came up with a character name, Rook Devlin that made me laugh at first. Then friends said they loved it. So he crept into my mind. On the train ride home from Boston yesterday I outlined a story for Rook. Gave him a great love he only sees, mysteriously, on vacation. Don't want to give away the story. But it will be a fun romance to write.
Michael Buble and Michael Morrison have very sexy versions of "Sway" out there. Using it in my NYC love story, "To Love or Not to Love." I dance to it in the kitchen when I'm feeding the dog. Tell me your favorite romantic/sexy songs!
Came up with a character name, Rook Devlin that made me laugh at first. Then friends said they loved it. So he crept into my mind. On the train ride home from Boston yesterday I outlined a story for Rook. Gave him a great love he only sees, mysteriously, on vacation. Don't want to give away the story. But it will be a fun romance to write.
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