Wednesday, September 28, 2011

OCTOBERFEST WITH BOOKS CONTEST


Don't miss out on your opportunity to win books, books, and more books. Or even the chance to win the grand prize...a week on Novel Works! 

Are you a reader who would love the opportunity to share your favorite books? Are you an author who would love the opportunity to have your books spotlighted for a week? Would you just love to win from great books? 

For the next five weeks, you have your chance with OCTOBERFEST WITH BOOKS CONTEST! Join me on Novel Works. Exciting next few weeks. 

SUSPENSE WEEK (Sept. 26-30) with Wild Rose Crimson Rose line!

Celebrate COFFEE TIME ROMANCE (October 2-7) week!

Tales of fantasy, science fiction and the paranormal with CRESCENT MOON PRESS (October 17-21) week! 

BOOKS, BOOKS, AND MORE BOOKS! 

Every week ebooks will be given away. At the end of the contest the grand prize, a week on Novel Works will be given away. How do you enter?

Follow, follow, follow, and follow...so many ways to enter. You can check out NOVEL WORKS, follow this blog, follow ROSES OF PROSE blog, check out Jannine Gallant Author's on Facebook...stay tuned there be more ways to enter.

For each option you like of follow, you get your name put into the hat. If you do three, you get your name in three times. Easy...easy...easy. Everything is linked. All you have to do is hit the button.

The contest ends midnight October 31st. The winner will be announced on November 1st.

The winner will have a week to promote on Novel Works within the next calendar year (November, 2011 to October, 2012). The week will be agreed upon by the winner and Jerri Hines. The week includes Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday. A normal promotion will included 3 posting per day. The posting have to be okayed by Jerri Hines for content. You can include in your promotions postings of blogs, reviews, books, and/or websites. Covers have to be PG 13 rating or okayed by Jerri Hines.

The ebooks will be given away the Sunday after the week ends. Still collecting ebooks, but the library includes so far...

Victim of Desire by Jannine Gallant

Dream Walker by Jerri Hines

Patriot Secrets by Jerri Hines

A Man Like That by Alison Henderson

Storm's Interlude by Vonnie Davis

Holly and the Millionaire by Margaret Tanner

Sleeping with the Lights On by Brenda Whiteside

Ancient Blood by Barbara Edwards

J L Wilson's Donated Titles
         Suspense: The Deadly Landscaping Romances
                         Lilacs, Litigation, and Lethal Love Affairs
                         Foxgloves, Fancy Fungus, and Fatal Family Feuds
                         Daisies, Deadly Force, and Disastrous         Divorce Disputes
         Paranormal
                         Human Touch
                         Living Proof
                        Leap of Faith                    
    Many thanks to the Roses of Prose Authors for their donations!                     





Tuesday, September 27, 2011

A LITTLE TIME TO SAY THANK YOU!

I need to take a quick moment to say a thank you for everyone that helped make the Alzheimer's Walk a success. It was a beautiful day and the turn out was amazing. With a disease that you don't have a lot of control over, it was nice to feel like you were finally able to do something.

A while ago I did a blog on one of my nephew's, Mikey, An Aspiring Author. It has been one of my favorites. I have promised his brother, Eddie, I would do an interview on him. Time...time...time. Where does it go? I have to sit down with Eddie and do my interview. Which brings me to my point today. I wish I had the time Sunday to have interviewed Eddie about the walk. I took this great picture of him. So interesting to see things from a child's perspective.

He told me it was a great day to walk. "Everyone gets to get some fresh air together," he said. "And we can help Nana."

My children were lucky. They are older. They have a million great memories with their grandmother. The younger grandchildren have missed out on knowing on just how wonderful a lady their grandmother had been. At the walk you heard time after time another story about the loss of a love one. Alzheimer's affects everyone no matter your intelligence or social background.
The Hines Walk for a Cure

But the walk brought everyone together, like Eddie, said to walk with the same purpose.








Just a reminder about the Contest's running. Don't forget to follow by blog for a chance to win OCTOBERFEST. I've link the contest and rules to Octoberfest. I will be updating the book give away tomorrow. Have a few more coming. And don't forget the week on Novel Works.

Also, the last days of my contest on Coffee Time Romance.

(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!

Thanks again everyone!

Sunday, September 25, 2011

OCTOBERFEST WITH BOOKS!

Suspense Week
OCTOBERFEST WITH BOOKS


As a reader have you ever wanted a week to highlight your favorite books on line? Are you an author and would love the opportunity to have your books spotlighted? Now you have the chance.

For the next five weeks, I’m holding OCTOBERFEST WITH BOOKS contest!

First join me on Novel Works. Exciting next few weeks.

SUSPENSE WEEK (Sept. 26-30) with Wild Rose Crimson Rose line!

Celebrate COFFEE TIME ROMANCE (October 2-7)  week!

Tales of fantasy, science fiction and the paranormal with CRESCENT MOON PRESS (October 17-21) week!


Books, books, and more books!


Every week ebooks will be given away. At the end of the contest the grand prize, a week on Novel Works will be given away. How do you enter?

Follow, follow, follow, and follow….so many ways to enter. You can check out NOVEL WORKS, follow this blog, follow ROSES OF PROSE blog, check out Jannine Gallant Author’s page… stay tuned there may be more ways to enter.

For each option you like or follow, you get your name put into the hat. If you do three, you get your name in three times. Easy…easy…easy. Everything is linked. All you have to do is hit the button.

Now to finish your entry- I need to know what you’ve done. Just email me a jhines340@aol.com. Subject- Octoberfest

Tell me how many you liked or followed. I’ll put you in the hat that many times. If you have already followed, you can enter too. Count that in your amount of entries.

The contest ends midnight October 31st. The winner will be announced on November 1st.

The winner will have a week to promote on Novel Works within the next calendar year (November, 2011 to October, 2012). The week will be agreed upon by the winner and Jerri Hines. The week includes Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. A normal promotion will included 3 posting per day. The posting have to be okayed by Jerri Hines for content. You can include in your promotions postings of blogs, reviews, books, and/or websites. Covers have to be pg13 rating or okayed by Jerri Hines.

The ebooks will be given away the Sunday after the week ends. Still collecting ebooks, but the library includes so far…


Victim of Desire by Jannine Gallant (Suspense Week)

Dream Walker by Jerri Hines (TBA)
Patriot Secrets by Jerri Hines (TBA)

A Man Like That by Alison Henderson (TBA)

Storm’s Interlude by Vonnie Davis (TBA)
Holly and the Millionaire by Margaret Tanner (TBA)
Sleeping with the Lights On by Brenda Whiteside (TBA)

Thanks to my Roses of Prose pals for their donations. Great reads!


Don’t forget my contest on Coffee Time Romance until the end of the September.
(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Novel Works

Just a little reminder. My Coffee Time Romance Contest if anyone is interested.
(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!

Starting next week, September 26th, Novel Works is going all out for the Fall. SUSPENSE WEEK, Wild Rose Press Crimson Rose Line, will be featured the first week. Authors from the Crimson Rose Line will come by and you'll be able to catch up with their latest releases.

I'm so excited to be spotlighting COFFEE TIME ROMANCE, the first week of October!!! I haven't done a review site before. I'm thrilled to be doing Coffee Time Romance. What a great site. Should be a fun week.

Then I have CRESCENT MOON PRESS lined up for a week. What better publisher to have for October! Tales of fantasy, science fiction and the paranormal.

That's only the next three weeks...

Come by and join Novel Works starting the week of September 26th. Have to give a thank you to Jannine Gallant for helping me set up the weeks to come on Novel Works.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Where Did She Go?


Today I wanted to share with you a short story that I wrote...
  for my mother-in-law, Marilyn. 

         Where Did She Go?
                          by Jerri Hines

  



            Time is a relative thing. Isn’t it? I mean the older we get the faster it ticks away. There are never enough hours in the day. Running late as usual, I stopped by for a quick visit. Have to. Haven’t been by in awhile.

            The backdoor open, I walked in, sliding back the screen door to find Mom sitting in her chair. She smiled up at me, the most beautiful smile. A laugh escaped her, a laugh to die for. The house used to echo her laughter.

            “Oh, it’s you. You have come to visit,” she said.

            I smiled back at her. It’s been years since she said my name. I looked over at Dad. It has been one of those days I can see. His tired worn eyes betrayed him, but not his words.

            Leaning over and kissing Mom’s cheek, I turned to Dad. “Why don’t you go out? I’m here for as long as you need me. Pat is at a dinner for work.”

            “Do you mind? I could run down to the Knight’s?” he asked.

            “Not a problem,” I answered, reprimanding myself. I should have come by more often and watched her for him.

            Realizing in that moment, I have taken my older sister, Donna, for granted. She has taken the blunt of this. Never having married, I had convinced myself she had the time to look after Mom and Dad. Forgetting perhaps, she was my mother, too.

            I watched Dad leave from the window and turned back to Mom.

            “Where did that man go?” she asked.

            I sighed. “He’ll be right back.”

            “Who?” she asked. She stood up and walked toward the kitchen.

            “Are you hungry? Let me fix you something,” I said while following her.

            She leaned down and picked up a tiny, tiny scrap of paper on the floor. I wondered for a moment how could she have seen it. She picked it up and placed it in the palm of her hand.     

            “Do you want me to take that?”

            She doesn’t answer, but I reached over and took it. Throwing it in the garbage, I watched her walk over to the table, rearranging the centerpiece. She turned back to me.

            “Where did that man go?”

            “He’ll be back in a minute,” I answered her again. My eyes caught sight of a stack of pictures at the corner of the table.

            Picking them up, I flipped through them. I held the past in my hand. Pictures of my father fifty years ago. So good looking, smiling in his army uniform. Another of their wedding…baby pictures of us kids.

            So long ago. How I missed those days. Engrossed in the pictures, I didn’t noticed at first she had sat down. She held the picture of my father in her hand. Gently her hand glazed over the face.

            “He’s handsome,” she said, not releasing it but gripping it tighter. She reached for the stack of pictures. I relented and studied her as she looked through them.

            Suddenly the urge surged through me that I wanted her back. I wanted her to take me in her arms as she had when I was a child. Smooth away the pain. To tell me that all would be fine.

            “Everything will be better in the morning,” she used to tell me.

            Instead, she looked up at me. “Where did that man go?”

            “He’ll be back in a minute,” I answered once more. She seemed appeased and went back to looking through the pictures.

            We sat there going through the pictures. I answered her patiently when she asked me who it was.

            “That’s Tommy. Your oldest grandson.”

            “Are you sure?” she asked.

            I nodded. She stared down at it thoughtfully. I saw her mind struggle to remember, searching for something familiar. There had been times in the past when she would break down and cry at this point. Today she went to the next picture.

            How desperately I wanted to share with her my memories. Moments in my life I cherish. Would always cherish. Wouldn’t I?

            I wanted to tell her I would never have survived high school without her. It wasn’t until my children got to be in high school that I realized why Mom stayed up and hugged me before I went to bed. Later in life she told me she just wanted to make sure I hadn’t been drinking. Nothing ever got by her. I wanted her to know I have done the same with my children.

            I chuckled to myself remembering how much she disliked Pat when I began dating him. Never did she come straight out and tell me. No, it wasn’t her way. Subtle remarks here and there. They stopped the day I married. Over the years, surprisingly she formed a special bond with my husband.

Then the vision of her when I was giving birth to Justin flashed before me. Pat was by my side when the doctor said his heart rate dropped and they needed to perform an emergency Cesarean. Being wheeled down the corridor to the OR, I heard her before I saw her. Running down the corridor like a mad woman, she stopped us for a second.

 Bending down over me, she whispered, “I love you.”

I heard her as I was being wheeled away. “I couldn’t let them take her in without telling her…”

            I looked back at her. Oh, God, what happened to my mother? The woman who never forgot a date in her life, a birthday, an anniversary, dates that I didn’t even know meant anything.

            Smiling at me, she asked, “Where’s that man? Suppose he forgot to come back.”

            “He’ll be back in a minute.”

            She nodded. Her head tilted to the side when she came to the next picture, the picture of her on her wedding day. Beautiful, smiling broadly, so happy.

            Her eyes met mine. “Where did she go?”





            More than 5 million Americans are affected by Alzheimer’s. My husband’s mother, Marilyn, is one of them. From a personal perceptive, Alzheimer’s is an awful disease taking from your love ones their memories. I have watched my husband’s family struggle with this fact. At first, I watched a lovely, warm woman struggle to remember simple facts. Frustration sets in. She wasn’t what she wanted to be. Then after another stage, she became more like a child. Accepting what you told her amiably, instead it was his family who endured the hurt. I have watched my father-in-law stand by his wedding vows, for better or worse, in sickness or health, faithfully. When I write a romance, I write about finding a love to last a life time. It happens…I’ve seen it.

            So come Sunday, September 25th, my family and I are walking for Marilyn. My hubbie's idea. In a situation where you don't have a lot of control, he wanted to do something for his mother. If not his, someone's. Marilyn would have liked that. She was always helping someone.
If you are up here in Boston, you are welcome to join us. If you can’t walk, think about a small donation if you can. Every little bit helps. Here’s the link. You can hit donate to a walk participant, then go to Robert Hines (Duxbury) if you want.  Or just hit donate.

Thanks for letting me share. Thank you for caring....


Friday, September 16, 2011

Tides of Charleston Series!

Tides of Charleston
So excited. Signed the next two in the Tides of Charleston series today.  So it will be a series! The Judas Kiss is set to release January, 2012. Hopefully followed six months later with The Promise. Then, this one I'm thrilled to finally have come out, Another Night Falls, will follow. Although, I am going to retitle Another Night Falls. I signed The Judas Kiss, formerly The Sun Will Rise, back in January with the hope of making it a series.

I love Charleston. Anyone that follows me knows I had the most wonderful time this summer in Charleston. Having used the historical Charleston for so many settings in my manuscripts I was thrilled to discover it was just as I imagined.


Now The Judas Kiss begins in Charleston (Charles Town). Both The Judas Kiss and The Promise go back and forth from Charles Town to England. Another Night Falls is completely South Carolina. My husband came up with the title for the series, Tides of Charleston. I'll have to blog on the reasoning behind the series name. At the moment, I'm enjoying the fact that manuscripts I loved to write are going to be published. I hope everyone enjoys them as much as I enjoyed writing them.

Oh...Just a little reminder. My Coffee Time Romance Contest if anyone is interested.
(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!

Next week I am blogging on my upcomings weeks on Novel Works. I'm gearing up for The Judas Kiss release! You know it's going to be fun!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Beautiful Day...

       I'm not going to write much today. I had thought about writing about September 11th, 2001. Do I need to say much? I don't think so.
        Looking out our window this morning, my husband said, "What a beautiful day. I remember when it happened it was a beautiful day. I remember there wasn't a cloud in the sky."
        Funny what we remember about that day. But we all remember something. We carry it around with us at all times. I know I do.
        I believe that the important thing is that we do remember and don't ever forget.


Just a little reminder. My Coffee Time Romance Contest if anyone is interested.
(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!

Monday, September 5, 2011

Happy Labor Day!

Before I start my blog- Coffee Time Romance Contest
(Cheat Sheet- Answers 1) Tulips 2) Marcus 3) Williamsburg) If you want to read the excerpt I linked it. Enter to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 Amazaon Gift Certificate! Good luck!


Drayton Hall


Hope everyone is having a good Labor Day. Can't believe the summer's at an end. I'm going to have start preparing for my release, The Judas Kiss. I've been calling it the Judas Kiss for the last month or so. It was The Sun Will Rise, Part One. If I've learned one thing during this summer it is patience. It will be a year after I signed the contact before it's released! But the sequel should come six months after the first release (I hope).

I'm excited for The Judas Kiss or The Sun Will Rise which ever title is used. It's the first book of mine to be published with Charleston as the setting. Well, the story begins in Charleston. This book moves to England; then back to Charleston. Now, The Judas Kiss is broken into two parts. Orginially, I had it as one manuscript. I tend to write a tad long. So Whiskey Creek Press has broken it into two parts. After I wrote it, I wrote the sequel, Another Night Falls. I"m hoping that makes out the Tides of Charleston series.

Charleston is great setting for a story. When it was first settled, Charleston was known as Charles Town. So rich in history. People with fire in their blood. Even The Winds of Betrayal series, the second book after Patriot Secrets, is set in Charleston. The American Revolution's South Campaign is a fascinating tale. If you watched the movie The Patriot, you could get a feel of the conflict.

In my writings I used Drayton Hall as inspiration for the home of my heroine. I love the history surrounding Drayton Hall. Even my Civil War novel I'm revising I used Drayton Hall as the inspiration for the mansion I used in that story. When we went this summer to Charleston, it was one of my first stops. Drayton Hall has not been renovated, but kept in its original state as best as they can perserve it. Drayton Hall has survived since the American Revolution even during the Civil War where many plantations homes were burnt to the ground.

So over the next few months, I will be revisiting Charleston, taking a look at the place where so much history has happened.

Have a great Labor Day!

Friday, September 2, 2011

COFFEE TIME ROMANCE CONTEST

COFFEE TIME ROMANCE CONTEST!

I'm holding a contest over at Coffee Time Romance. Read the excerpt below and answer the questions on the link below. Good Luck!

Excerpt:

      Within the early November morning air, Hannah had set to plant tulip bulbs outside her grandmother’s window. She wanted to surprise her grandmother in the spring with the emergence of flowers that had bloomed beautifully around her home in Williamsburg. She wondered how her home looked now. Her heart pained and with her manner in dealing with that pain, she pushed all it back within her. No, she told herself, she had a mission and had no time to grieve or her heart would rip apart.
      “Hannah.”
      Sitting upon the ground, she looked up. In front of her Marcus stood, dressed in clothing similar to when she had first met him. Was he going out again to deceive others into betraying their cause?
      He smiled at her, a charming, disarming smile. He extended his hand to her. She pulled her gloves off, accepting his assistance. With ease, he pulled her up to him, much too close. She wanted to back away, but he held firm. His eyes lay intent upon her.
     “I was looking for you. I didn’t mean to catch you off guard, but wanted a minute of your time. I knew you would be up and about.”
     She dusted her skirt off and pushed back her unruly hair. “Of course not, but I’m sorry about my appearance, Marcus. I wasn’t expecting anyone this morning. Grandmother loves flowers. I was hoping for blooms in the spring for her. She’ll so much enjoy them, I know.”
     He didn’t reply. His fingers wiped her cheek where a streak of dirt lay. His hand lingered on her arm. She glanced up at him. He stared into her eyes. She wanted desperately to turn from his gaze, but wouldn’t show a sign of weakness. Her heart beat rapidly, but he said nothing.
     “You’ve a purpose to this visit, Marcus,” she asked. “Or do you want to see Grandfather? I’m sure he’s within his study.”
      “No, it’s you I wanted to see,” he answered under his breath. Suddenly, his hands went securely around her waist.
      “Marcus,” she protested her hands against his chest. “Pray, what do you think you’re doing?”
      “I find that I must once more depart. And I have only one question for you Hannah. Are you going to be here upon my return?” He drew her closer. His hand touched her cheek, easing behind her neck. “I wonder. I wonder if you will remember what it is like to have my arms around you as they are now. I wonder if you will dream of me while I’m gone.”
      “Please release me, you arrogant man!” she pleaded. “Someone will see.”
      “That’s no answer,” he whispered. She wanted to be able to jerk away and run, run far away from him, but she found she couldn’t move. His hand caressed her cheek, running down her neck.     
      “You’re a strange one, Hannah Corbett. Why are you really here?”
      “I have told you, my grandmother,” she murmured, finding it difficult to find her words. “Is that so hard to believe?”
      He gently held her, but firmly. “I know what you told me, Hannah. How you wanted to leave before the invasion and would do so now if you could. It’s just…I imagine if you really wanted to leave, you would do so. I find it hard to leave you. I can imagine all sorts of trouble you could find yourself in.” 
     “I don’t believe it’s your concern, Marcus. I wish you well in your journey.” Her tone emotionless, she twisted, but his gripped only tightened. He pulled her to him. Her protests drowned as his lips came down hard upon hers. His mouth settled upon hers. She could feel a fire within him as his mouth claimed hers. And to her horror she found herself responding to him.
      Her hands, which once pushed against him, trying to resist, opened freely and she pulled him to her. Her body betrayed her mind, melting into his, his touch, his kiss. His mouth kissed her cheeks, her neck, and back up to her lips again.
      She couldn’t breathe. Her chest heaving, she finally broke away. Ashamed she responded so; she found she had no words. Oh what was she going to say that her body had so willfully denied with his touch. He caressed her cheek again.
      “You make it hard to leave, Hannah Corbett,” he said softly. He gave her no opportunity to utter a response. He quickly kissed her lips once more. Then without another word, he departed. She stared after him, turning to find Susanna standing in the garden in her night dress.

Coffee Time Romance link to contest! Play to win a copy of Patriot Secrets and a $10 gift certificate to Amazon.com.

Buy your own copy of Patriot Secrets!

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Today is the First Day of the Last Year

Today is the First Day of the Last Year

Today is the first day of the last year I'll have anyone in school. My baby is a senior this year. Funny, it just hit me yesterday. She said no big deal. Yet, to me...it is. The age old question Where has the time gone?

Contrary to what my children think, I do remember what its like to be a teenager. Oh, to have everything in front of you and you don't even realize it. The problem is, though, I do remember what it's like. That's what makes everything kinda...I guess the word I want to use is...sad. It doesn't seem that long ago.

Someone at work told me she's expecting her second child the other day. She said how this pregnancy was so different than her first...she was tired all the time. I found myself envious. I absolutely loved it when my children were babies, toddlers, grammar school. I have found its so hard to let go. Yet its our job. But it's so hard not to let them fall.

Can you have empty nest syndrome while your child is home? My husband thinks I'm crazy. He has a point. Our youngest has led us down a merry path at times. Since I work overnights, at times he's the one waiting up for her this summer. I think he wants to get to sleep before 11:30. Well, its school now... for another year, not even. So we won't have that problem except on weekends. You know were not getting any younger. We need our sleep. Although I do remember the days or nights should I say when I didn't get any...sorry...another subject for another blog...has absolutely nothing to do with staying up for my kids to get in at night.

Oh, my mood has to do with numerous things. After the hurricane last week and losing power for over two days...then having Facebook temporary lock me out of my account for a day...and I have had my patience tried...I have tried to be patient and understanding. Losing power for two days can't compare to so many of my neighbors who still don't have power. It could have been a lot worse. It could have been in the dead of winter with a foot of snow and freezing temps. My Facebook account was temporary locked because they told me someone tried to hack into it. So I guess they were protecting me, its just I'm so lost if I can't get in. Maybe I have a control problem.

Today is September 1st. SEPTEMBER!!! I need to be focusing on my release coming in January. I have so many great ideas for blogs with Charleston. I haven't shown hardly any of my pictures of Charleston. I think I've told you I love Charleston.

I am patiently waiting for word on my submissions also. I have three books out. Two I should have already heard back from. Both publishers have the whole manuscripts; one's a fantasy, the other historical romance. The fantasy said it could take up to eight months to get a response; the historical romance, I thought it was a rejection, but I got a email saying they were running behind with their submission. So is that good or bad? The other, another historical romance, I just submitted. So I have to be patient...have I over used that word today?

Then I've been building up to start querying agents again. Should I do it? I hate rejections. At least with publishers, I get professional responses such as using my name. I hate getting dear author letters and with agents it seems to be the norm for me. Although I read that The Help's author, Kathryn Stockett, got 60...60 rejections from agents before someone picked hers up. That gives an old lady like me hope.

I've been enjoying the Roses of Prose blog. I love interacting with other authors. Have I blogged about the progressive story we're doing? I have to say its been a different experience. Expanding myself. It's that control thing again. The vision I have... and the path the story is going...interesting...but I'm growing as a writer. First because its contemporary romance. Second, it's great to see others' creative process.

So it's almost time for school to get out. The first day of the last year...my baby's a senior...there again maybe its just the jitters of the thoughts of college bills that come after...