STATE CAPITALS - A QUIZ - HOW WELL DO YOU KNOW YOUR STATE CAPITALS?

 

How well do you know your state capitals? Take this quiz and find out. Which city is the correct capital?

1)  California                             a) San Francisco  b) Sacramento

2)  Delaware                               a) Wilmington  b) Dover

3) New Jersey                            a) Trenton   b) Newark

4)  New York                              a) New York City  b) Albany

5) Florida                                    a) Tallahassee    b) Miami

6) Georgia                                   a) Atlanta   b) Macon

7) Arizona                                   a) Tucson   b) Phoenix

8) Ohio                                        a) Columbus  b) Cleveland

9) Kansas                                    a) Kansas City  b) Topeka

10) Maryland                              a) Annapolis   b) Baltimore

11) Missouri                               a) Kansas City  b) Jefferson City

12) Texas                                    a) Austin    b) Dallas

13) Minnesota                            a) St. Paul   b) Minneapolis

14)  Maine                                  a) Portland   b) Augusta

15) Washington                          a) Seattle       b) Olympia

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 Since I'm going to see Hugh Jackman in The River this week, I picked Now and Forever, a Love Story to be the book of the week. Why? Because Mr. Jackman was the inspiration for Mac Caldwell, main hero in four of the five books in the Now and Forever series.

Meet Mac Caldwell

 Mac is a man's man. He's chivalrous, smart, protective, hard-working and dedicated to the welfare of his son. He's divorced and although he was a bit of a player before his marriage, he's changed. Now he's a little awkward and shy about dating, conscious of being a role model for his toddler.    When he falls for Callie Caldwell, a new girl at  Kensington State University, he's not sure how to get close to her without being inappropriate. Oh did I mention he's gorgeous & sexy as hell, with bright blue eyes. If you want to read about him, the book is FREE! Click HERE . 
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Answers to the state capital quiz:
1)b 2)b 3)a 4)b 5)a 6)a 7)b 8)a 9)b 10)a 11)b 12)a  13)a 14)b 15)b

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Welcome! I'm Jean Joachim. I write contemporary romance and romantic suspense just skirting erotic at a three flame level. Writing, losing myself in a story is my favorite thing to do. 
One of the happiest days of my life was when I received my acceptance letter from Sandy Sullivan back in 2011 for Now and Forever, The Book of Danny. I was on top of the world, knowing that someone else loved my story and that I had found a home for my work. I have had story after story published there ever since. Thank you, Sandy, and SCP, for making my dream come true.

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LOVE'S LAST CHANCE

Questioning her decision to leave each of three attractive men five years ago in New York, Dorrie returns to the Big Apple for one more day with each. Was she hasty in her decisions to leave them behind? Will one of these men make her change her mind? Will her return to the past bring the love she is seeking or will loneliness propel her back into the arms of the one man who broke her heart?

LOVERS & LIARS

Alone in the world, Erica Wheeler needed a job or face eviction. The aspiring actress harbored a lifelong dream of movie stardom. She knew she had the talent, all she needed was a chance. Her roommate, Amy, plotted revenge on her former boss, sexy, bad-boy producer, Gunther Quill, for firing her. Together she and Erica bent the truth like a pretzel to get her a job working for Quill. He surprised her. Was he the same meanie Amy described or was he simply a smart, ambitious man on his way to the top?

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TUESDAY TALES - WORD PROMPT "GRAY"

Welcome! We have more of Buddy's story this week. I'm posting it here as I'm writing it in my new book. Well, not all of it. But some. Here we go. Thanks for coming. Head back to some awesome authors with the link at the bottom. 

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 When he entered the woods and a comfortable lope, Buddy let out a breath. Escaping the news media camped on his doorstep, ready to pounce with personal questions about his relationship with Emerald was like escaping a cobra ready to strike. He shook his head. He’d be happy to oblige them if he had any answers. He didn’t know any more than they did where he and Emerald were going.

The wide receiver cut his loop short and headed back home. The sky was turning gray, the sun blocked by clouds. He smelled rain in the air. Too dangerous to run in the rain. Buddy protected his career by being careful in his daily life. One broken ankle could sideline him for months and maybe wreck his career.

As he rounded the last neck of woods, the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He stopped to catch his breath, leaning his hands on his knees, perusing the street. All the news trucks and reporters were gone. It was quiet. Too quiet. With one deep inhale, he straightened up and headed for home, glancing from side to side to quell the unease inside.

   He closed and locked the door. Once he was in the house, Buddy blew out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. He popped open a bottle of water and wandered over to the picture window in the living room. It looked out on the street. Then he heard them. Pop, pop, pop, gunshots and the shrieking of glass shattering.

Buddy hit the floor. A few shards rocketed toward him leaving small cuts on his arm. Blood trickled down in a thin stream.

“I know she’s in there. Send her out. I don’t want to hurt anybody. I just want Emerald. I promise not to hurt her. But she’s mine.”

Buddy picked his head up slowly until only his eyes were above the sill.

“She’s not here!” He shouted, then ducked.
“Liar! I saw the news trucks. I know she’s there. Send her out.”

Again, Buddy called out.

“She left. She’s not here.”
A spray of bullets flew into the room, over his head. Buddy flattened himself on the floor. He fished his cell out of his pocket and dialed 911. They’d better get here before he comes through the window.
“Emerald! I’m here. Come on out, baby!”
Anger seized the footballer. One foot into my house and I’ll kill him with my bare hands. In the distance a siren wailed. Inching to the side of the window, Buddy took a chance and looked out. The lunatic on his front lawn put his rifle on his shoulder and sprinted for his car. 

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TUESDAY TALES - NEW YEAR

Welcome! Today's post continues with Buddy and Emmy's story to be published in the First and Ten series. 

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“Those assholes chased her away, didn’t they?” Buddy turned to Gert.

“Guess so. She was mighty upset. They kept bugging her.”
“Emmy hates bad publicity.”

Gert patted him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, Mr. Buddy. She loves you.”
He smiled. “Ya think so?”

Gert picked up her bag and hoisted it to her shoulder. “Damn right I do.”
He laughed and walked her to the front door.
Watching her fight her way past the reporters, Buddy sighed. It will always be like this for us, won’t it? Always be people prying into our lives. Will we ever have a life?
Buddy finished the last of his coffee and stepped away from the window. He placed his cup in the sink and changed his clothes. After stretching to loosen his muscles, he opened the door.

He jogged past the newsmen and women who chased after him for a few feet. Buddy stepped up his pace, leaving them in the dust. He focused on the changing leaves on his neighbors’ trees as he zipped past, heading for the trail in the woods.

Once he was out of sight of the nosy news teams, he slowed. Stopping to catch his breath, he cleared his mind, preparing to think about the new plays Coach Bass and Griff had cooked up.

But thoughts of Emmy returned, crowding out football. He leaned on his knees, dropping his head. The feel of her skin made his fingertips tingle, the sound of her laughter echoed in his brain.

He resumed his run. Getting into his stride, thoughts of the new play the Coach had named “panhandle” returned. I need to forget her. Focus on football. Who knows if we’ll be together when the new year comes? No time for love now. 

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