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Thursday, July 25, 2013

This is a new feature on my blog. From time to time, I will spotlight a hero or heroine from one of my books. The spotlight will include some quick facts about the character in the spotlight and a quote or two.
This week, it's Jake Mattthews, hero of MOVIE LOVERS

Oops, looks like we've caught Jake getting dressed!
Graduate of: Kensington State University
Hometown: Willow Falls,
Marked characteristic: Shyness, awkwardness at Hollywood parties.
Favorite food: Steak and baked potato
Favorite author: Playwright William Inge. (Jake starred in Picnic in college)
Where discovered: Pine Grove Playhouse
Discovered by: Gunther Quill
Biggest surprise: Jake's a mover with women.
A tidbit from Jake's pov from the book, MOVIE LOVERS:
Again, Jake’s eyes met Grace’s across the table. Her look was warm but how warm? Is that a “let’s be friends” smile or something more? Does she have feelings for me? What does she really think of me? Damn, she’s the hardest woman to read…ever.

The dinner was convivial, with everyone laughing, joking, and practically inhaling the excellent food. After the main course, they took a break to sing more carols. A smile swept across Jake’s face when Grace came up behind him and rested her hand on him again. Her tender gesture sent flames through his veins. Will I ever be able to touch her again? Even just to put my arm around her? Or will she always be leery because I was a jerk?

Monday, July 22, 2013


Welcome! This week is picture prompt week. This picture reminded me of a story I've been sharing on Tuesday Tales, so I thought I'd continue. No more than 300 words, here it is.

Dale decided walk to clear her head. The sun was still bright as she wandered down Little Pond Road. She hadn’t seen Cliff in over twenty years, yet she could still pick him out of a crowd. He hasn’t changed much. A touch of gray in his hair, maybe. She couldn't forget the way his eyes looked at her, startled at first then a flash of pain. What’s he got to be hurt about? I’m the one who got dumped. 
A tightness in her chest reminded her. She was surprised her heart had not healed completely. A tiny ache still pulsed there. She looked across the field, trying to divert her attention from the fact that her heart rate had kicked up the second she laid eyes on him. She had to admit to herself her feelings for Cliff had never died completely. She shook her head, a rueful smile on her lips. I’m just a stupid romantic. He picked someone else. Get over it already. It’s been forever.
Lost in thought, she let her feet guide her. At the bottom of the dead end road, she stopped abruptly. There it was, McCauley’s barn. The ramshackle building had deteriorated since her high school days. Cautiously, she approached, opening the door slowly. The damp, dank smell of rotting hay and horse manure stung her nose. This had been their secret meeting place. They first made out in this rickety old barn. And it was here where she gave Cliff her virginity. Dale sighed, remembering their passionate nights.

Footsteps behind her unleashed adrenaline into her blood as fear pulsed through her body. She turned to face the intruder, a tall man.
“What are you doing here?” He asked.
“I might ask you the same thing, Cliff,” she responded.