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Friday, January 13, 2012


Just for fun, I have scrambled the names of  20 movie stars. Can you unscramble them? Please leave a comment telling me how you did and if you like this kind of puzzle.
(Answers at the end)  Who are these guys?

1. Mot Sucire
2. Nynad Tivode
3. Drab Tipt
4. Slusrel  Wocer
5. Tamt Madon
6.  Kacj  Clabk
7.  Omt  Knash
8.  Nary   Dleronys
9.  Caz  Forne
10. Dolneraro   Craipdio

1.  Tace  Clathbent
2.  Take  Swilent
3.  Taike  Shemol
4.  Nan  Wathayha
5.  Lehla  Rebyr
6.  Redw  Merabryor
7.  Nirenjef  Sninanot
8.  Leehn  Remrin
9.  Harilyl  Kwnas
10.  Take  Sonudh

"The Marriage List" - $.99! Sizzling contemporary romance!

Can happily ever after start with a list? Grey Andrews thinks so. After ten years of working, saving and investing, Grey finally achieved a level of wealth that allows him to do what he wants with his life. He needs a woman to share it with, but not any woman, the perfect woman. A woman who has the three essential qualities on his marriage list. But after three years of searching he isn’t any closer to finding her than he was when he started out.
 Carrie Tucker, an aspiring mystery writer and divorcĂ©e struggling to make it in the world of advertising, turned her focus from men to her career after dating too many creeps and losers. She’s finally earned her big break, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become the first female creative director in a hot New York ad agency. So what if it means working nights and weekends? It’s not like she has a social life anyway.
Is the marriage list a failure or will a chance meeting at a fiction-writing conference prove the list to be the key to Grey’s happiness after all?



Grey was on a mission, gathering data, information, formulating his plan for wedded bliss. After two pitchers, tongues started to loosen up.
“My wife is a pain in the ass with her decorator and her cook. The living room is white, can’t wear shoes there. Can’t put my feet up on the coffee table. And food! Tiny portions, salads. Give me a good meatloaf any day, I eat like a rabbit,” Will complained, refilling his glass.
The table was silent for a moment.
“Bobby, how’s that sexy lady you married?” Spence asked, his eyes glittering with either desire or envy, Grey couldn’t tell which.
“Watch it, Spence. Just because she has big boobs…”
“Man, she must be hot,” Spence continued.
“I said watch it!” Bobby got halfway out of his chair before Grey put a hand on his arm to stop him.
“What’s the matter, Spence, not getting any?” Bobby teased.
“Susan’s a great talker. She loves to talk. Very smart. Intellectual, in and out of bed. But the action I want in bed doesn’t involve talking,” Spence said, gazing down at his beer.
“I wish Tiffany would talk a little more. She says lawyer stuff is boring. I tell her ‘yeah that lawyer stuff is what pays for your wardrobe, honey’ but she doesn’t get it,” Bobby said, signaling the waitress for another pitcher.
Grey didn’t hear anything like what he’d expected. He had steeled himself to hear enough bragging to make a strong stomach retch, but it never materialized. Instead his friends continued to complain about their wives, what their seemingly perfect wives lacked and what the Horsemen were missing. His frustrated pals killed his taste for the women at the bar and the discovery of their dissatisfaction caused Grey to wonder if married life was a good idea for him after all.

1. Tom Cruise
2. Danny DiVito
3. Brad Pitt
4. Russel Crowe
5. Matt Damon
6. Jack Black
7.Tom Hanks
8. Ryan Reynolds
9. Zac Efron
10. Leonardo DiCaprio

1. Cate Blanchett
2. Kate Winslet
3. Katie Holmes
4.Ann Hathaway
5. Halle Berry
6. Drew Barrymore
7.Jennifer Anniston
8. Helen Mirren
9. Hilary Swank
10.Kate Hudson

Monday, January 9, 2012


Welcome and thanks for stopping by. Today's post is from my WIP, soon to be a published novella. It's a continuation of Grey and Carrie's story from "The Marriage List."

"The Love List"
Flipping off her shoes, Carrie slipped her fleece pants off and hung them over the back of a chair. She left her fleece top and bra on as the chill in the air made the room too cold for sleeping topless. She climbed into bed, snuggled in under the down quilt and closed her eyes. Sleep came quickly.
            Grey opened the door quietly and tiptoed into his room. He noticed his private present for Carrie was gone and wondered if she hid it intending to take a peek later. He chuckled to himself over her insatiable curiosity. Forget trying to hide anything from her, ever!
            He slipped off his shoes and hung his jeans over a chair. Slowly peeling down the covers he slid into bed next to Carrie. She moved slightly as the bed dipped under his weight. After she rolled over on her stomach, he inched closer to her and put his head down on the pillow. But he wasn’t tired. Grey warmed his hand under his chin then placed it underneath her fleece sweatshirt, resting his fingers on her back. He loved the feel of her soft skin as he glided his hand up slightly then down to the edge of her panties.
            A month ago we were apart. I was alone and now she’s going to be my own Christmas miracle.
            His fingers toyed with the lace before ducking under the edge and cupping the firm flesh of her behind, giving it a gentle squeeze. Carrie turned her head toward him, stifled a yawn and cracked her eyes open.
            “Hey, sleepy,” he said, pulling his hand out from under the covers to stroke her hair.
            “Hey, you.”  Carrie blinked up at him, squinting.
            She flipped over onto her side and faced him. He moved his hand down, stroking her shoulder on the way to her breast, where it stopped. His fingers closed around the soft mound and he gave it a light massage.
            “Did you have something in mind?”
            “No time, honey,” he replied.
            “Copping a feel?”
            He nodded but did not remove his hand.
            “Don’t get me started, if we have no time…”
            “Guests due in about half an hour.”
            “Oh!”  Carrie cupped her hands around his face, kissed him, then threw back the covers and pushed out of bed.
            “What’s the hurry?”
            “Got to get dressed. The ham…the dips have to be…and the veges aren’t washed.”
            “They’ve got you well trained already,” he sighed.
            “Nine o’clock you’re mine, Mister,” she said, shooting him a wicked grin.
            “I’ll be here…with bells on,” he said.
            “And nothing else?”
            Grey pulled back the covers, got out of the bed heading for the chair to grab his jeans. Carrie brushed her hair and smoothed down her fleece top. She returned the brush to the dresser and stepped close to him. She slid her hand down below his belly and patted him while her other arm snaked around his waist.
            “Now who’s getting who started here?” He asked her, his hands on her shoulders.
            “Checking to make sure I’m not leaving anything…unfinished.”
            “And if you were?”
            “I might have to do something about it.”
            “No lie? Damn! If I’d known that...”
            “Too late.”  She moved away from him, chuckling and reached for her lipstick.
            He laughed and pulled her back into his arms, holding her tight.

            “Touching you wasn’t about sex,” he whispered near her ear.

            “No?” She cocked her head and stared straight into his eyes.

            “Maybe…uh, most of the time, yeah. But not this time.”

Read "The Marriage List" before the sequel comes out. Only $.99 now but the price is going up when the sequel is published.