Snippet Sunday

Snippet Sunday Hi, Y’all! Are ya ready for another snippet? I am still working on Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats. It is exceeding the 50k mark. I had a twist pop up that adds a lot of drama and brings us into TJ’s past. I have skipped down, and this is Chapter 20. In TJ’s view.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats ( Copywrite 2015)

“Sorry coach. Annie isn’t answering her phone. I have a strange feeling in my stomach something is wrong.”

“I am sure everything is ok. I need you in your right mind. I will give Caleb a call while you guys warm up. He can try to get hold of her, and when he does, I will let you know.”

“Thanks, Coach.” He is a good man. I am lucky to have him as a coach. And friend.

“Ok guys.  We are past mid-season. We started out full force then you all got a little too self-assured and cocky. Once we had a loss, you all got too defeated. This is a game, but it’s also some of your futures.  We need to get out there and show these guys we are a force to be reckoned with. Simon you have been on fire until a week or so ago. Whatever is bothering you talk to me or work it out? Tonight I want to see that old Simon. The one that shocks everyone that is watching.  TJ you need to get your head out of the clouds and remember this is a team. All of you. If you are not playing for your own futures, paly for the team. Now let’s pray.”

We all form our circle placing our hands on top of each others on a bat. The coach says a quick prayer.

“Ok, guys warm up. TJ I will make that call.”

I watch Coach Rick make his call. It is too quick for my liking. His phone must have rung almost immediately. He answers, nods his head slips it back in his pocket.

The game starts. I can’t focus. Finally, it’s our bat. I notice the coach is avoiding me. That can’t be good.

In the bullpen, Simon corners me.

“Hey what is up with you. I’ve never seen you drop the ball so much.”

“Annie didn’t answer her phone  when I called.”

“Maybe she left it in the kitchen or she was on the road driving back from Vicki’s.”

“Possible. She has never missed calling me or answering my call before a game. I feel like something isn’t right.

Music starts up signaling we are up. I notice coach on the phone again, and then hurriedly grabbing his assistant coach, Harrison Johnson.

“Hey TJ. I need to you come with me to the locker room, please.” The look on his face confirms my suspicions.  Something bad has happened.

Well, what do you think? Does it make you want more? 

If you like snippets here are some excellent ones.

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Snippet Sunday~~#Winner Winner!

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Ya’ll. Can you believe it’s December?  Good news. Despite the crazy month last month.  I am a Winner!

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I  made my NaNoWriMo count, but its was a race to the finish line.  Even better news is I am not quite finished with the story. I think I need at least four more chapters and maybe an epilogue since other characters deserve a story.

Writing sex scenes are out of my comfort zone. My Paranormals are about a two-flame story. I amped this up to four though during edits I may damper the heat some. This week I decided to share one of them with you. Annie has decided to take the next step with TJ and see where the relationship goes.They go out on a special date that began with her watching him coach his little league team of boys from the homeless shelter. She sees what a wonderful man he is despite his young age.( If you missed that scene I posted part of it last week. It is hilarious and one of my favorite from the book.)

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats (Copyright 2015)

We barely get in the door when I find myself trapped between the wall and a hard body. He ascends on my mouth our tongues tangoing I try to push him away so we can head to the bed, but my arms are pinned to my side.  He edges one knee between my legs parting them slightly putting us at an angle where his length is rubbing against my hip.

 He breaks contact heaving. “Oh hell, I am about to—well-” his olive skin is flushed, lips thick and puffy, brown eyes as dark as coffee. I take this opportunity to take back control and ease him back to the bed, pushing him to the edge.

“You ready to unwrap your present?” I slid his hands to my back. It takes him a moment, but he finally finds the small zipper that keeps the girls trapped in. He slowly tugs it down; eyes trailed to my breasts.  He slowly glides the straps off. He sucks in a deep breath as the white silky demi-bra barely conceals the girls is exposed.

“Holy hell. You are so beautiful” he buries his face in my cleavage. I feel warmth even through the thin fabric as he sucks my nipple through the material. He has a cloth fetish I think. First keeping my panties that first night, now laving over my new bra.  Suddenly I find myself tossed over on the bed with a sweltering TJ over me. He tugs off the dress takes and places it on the chair by the window. He stands to stare at me. I feel a little self-conscious as he begins caressing me with hands and tongue.

“Hey aren’t you a little over-dressed. I want to get my hands on some skin too.”

“I have a little problem.”

“It’s not as little as you think it is.”

I hope you enjoyed this snippet. I would love your thoughts on the sex scene. Is it too explicit? Not enough? What would you like to see more or less of?

If you would like to read more of BaseBall Bats and Cowboy Hats and missed the first three snippets ”

 snippet 1 

snippet 2

Snippet 3

 

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Snippet Sunday

Snippet Sunday

Hi, ya’ll! It’s time for another Snippet Sunday. I hope you had a great Thanksgiving or if you don’t celebrate a great weekend. It’s been busy here. I finally have got caught up with my story, and it’s possible iI may be able to reach that goal by the First. I am going to skip way down the story to chapter 18. I wrote this yesterday, and it was so fun I had to share! Remember this is rough and hasn’t been beta-read proof read or edited!

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats( copyright 2015)

 The kids are arriving as we pull up. Simon and I have the field first today. He is following us. I think he is going to stay in town for a while today. I saw him doing a few web searches for Edenfield and a couple towns close by. He promised we wouldn’t run into each other. I’m not worried about him. It’s the town’s people I worry about. She is concerned they will think she is cradle robbing I assured her she doesn’t look over 30, and I look older than my age. It didn’t help reassure her much.

We walk over to the group of young boys.

“Hey, guys! This is Annie.”

“Is this the lady you been telling us about every day?”

“OOOh she is purrrttty!” there are lots of cat-calls and whistles.

“What have you been saying TJ?” She whispers in my ear, a concerned look on her beautiful face

“He says you have horses!” one boy shouts.

“And goats.” another runs over and tackles another, Sim pulls up and runs down the field to help control the hoard.

“And Chickens!” This elicits lots of laughter. A few start walking around with their hands on their butts like tail feathers making funny clicking and clucking sounds a couple bobs their heads and waddle. Chaos ensues as they act out farm animals one gallops off as another chase him around the bases. TJ and Simon hoard them up. A tall, broad young man runs over blowing a sharp whistle. The boys all line up listening aptly to Simon and the other man.

“When Couch T talks about you he smiles big like a silly Jack=-o=lantern one of the boys said. Several began giggling.

“Noo Jack-o-lanterns are scary. Like a funny clown.” This one made a big silly face. They all started laughing.

“Sorry about that.” TJ apologizes. Not a great start to the day.  I told them about the farm. I was going to ask if later on you would let them come out for a field trip. I see that isn’t a good idea,’

I think that’s a great idea TJ you work it out with the counselors and home supervisors. They will be escorted, and we have the guys it will be fun. We can have a picnic by the pond let them fish.”

“Really? You’re amazing.”

“TJ are you gonna flirt all morning or come coach these guys.”

“I better get busy. Oh, that’s Ace Clemons’s he is our EMT we have to have one for each team.”

I hope you enjoyed the snippet I think this is one of my favorite scenes ( besides the love scenes) Wish me luck I only have today and tomorrow to hit my 50 k I don’t think that will finish the story so I will be working on it still next week.

If you want more Snippets head on over to V.L. Locey’s Blog and check out her Snippet If you like MM contemporary Its called Home Ice and it’s sooo good!

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Snippet Sunday

Snippet Sunday

It is time for Sunday Snippet once again! I am steadily falling behind in NaNo but I am not giving up. I love this story and though it will need a lot of work after Nano I know it will be worth  it.

This week I am skipping  down near the end of Chapter two. The 6 guys Annie is hosting has arrived, they finished lunch and  she showed them around the house.  This next bit gives  a glimpse into TJ’s past.

Baseball Bats & Cowboy Hats (Copywrite 2015)

After the tour she told us we could unpack and relax before dinner. She even showed us a neat room that belonged to her boys that had two tvs and a couple older game systems.

We don’t have practice until Monday so I figured I would have all weekend to check out the farm and see what she has and how its ran. It has been so long since I got to work with horses or even be in the country. I hate the city life but I really needed to go to school if I wanted to show everyone I am not just some poor Latino boy with too big dreams.

The ball came naturally. I guess I learned to run fast when I helped my uncle at a very young age. There is nothing like running for your life to build speed. I can swing a bat since I refused to use a gun at under 8. Sometime I had to defend myself form my uncles sleazy friend and him too. A good old bat and strong arm came in handy.

 

I hope you enjoyed my snippet If you missed the first two weeks you can find week one here

week two here

My friend Vicki Locey also has some awesome snippets to share. If you like A sexy MM story go check  hers out. I have to tell ya its awesome!

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Snippet Sunday~~ NaNo falling Behind

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Y’all this hasn’t been the best week. I have been gettign sicker instead of better. and had to go back to the Dr again. Yes the fluid is still trapped  in my sinuses( noKidding perhaps that’s why I have the headache from hell for two months?) More antibiotic and nothing to relieve the headaches not much he can give me that don’t affect my seizures or stomach.  To top it all off being in the Dr office and crowded sotre afterwards cased me to catch  a cold right in my chest.  It’s hard enough to type with a headache but do it propped on pillows in bed with  chest on fire. But I ma managing a few words a day.

 

I write in  first-person split views.  I tried hard this time for third but the first chapter was so flat i had to redo it.  If you missed it last week you can find it here.

Remember this is a very raw rough draft.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copyright 2015

TJ

This week  is TJ’s  a small portion of TJ’s take he was very fidgety.

The ride from Iowa City seemed to take forever. It’s not the first time I have stayed in a host house. Last year we had a married couple that had kids at home. That was quite an experience. The kids at last year’s host house were active, loud and followed me around all the time when I was there.

I grew up mostly alone. My older brother was killed when I was eight. He was 4 almost 5 years older than me. He was hardly ever at home hanging around my uncle Tito. I try to not think of that day when we got the news about Manny and Dad. It still saddens and angers me in so many ways.

When I was offered to stay here if I would donate a couple hours a day to some farm chores I jumped at the chance. When I found out our host had a couple horses, I was ecstatic. Not only do I get to play baseball in a prospect league with a chance of draft I finally get to work on a real farm.

Having some of the other team mates around will be different but nice as well. Especially when I found out my best friend and current roommate, Simon Beckner was staying here as well.

Simon comes from money so he volunteered to drive his SUV. This way we have transportation to practice and town if we need it. He is excited as I am about staying here and getting to work with the animals. He wants to be a vet, though I don’t know how he plans to do that and play ball.

I hate this music he listens to. I think e only owns 6 songs on his IPod since the same six have been playing for hours. I can’t call it rap since it has singing and it I slower than hip hop.
“And how much longer till we get there? Your music is giving me a headache”

“I have some aspirin in the console if you need some. We are in Edenfield now where the Stadium is I want to map out our route from The Field to Mrs. Thomas’ so we know how to get here and how long it takes.”

“You always do think ahead Simon but I really need to get out of this car.”

“DO you want to get out and look around at the Stadium?

“No I can make a few more minutes.”

“I think it’s more like 20 or 25.” Simon ( says sarcastically)

I love Simon to death but he can be hard to take in large doses. At least at home I can go to my room and ignore him.

“At last we get to be in the same house. You know how meeting new people is for me.”

Simon isn’t small but he is very different and get picked on a lot. He isn’t violent in nature and won’t defend himself. I on the other hand have no problems decking some homophobic butt-head first and asking questions later. That goes for anyone I care about. I won’t lose anyone else without taking action.

“I think we know a couple of the others form our school and team.”

“I think there is only one from our school. Carl Brorby.”

“I know Carl he is pretty cool. But isn’t he really wanting to play professional baseball? Why would he want to work on a farm?

“Yeah. He is majoring in business. I think he can works with his brother some in construction. Some of us will help with the animals some with minor repairs.”

 

“I see. I guess I figured we were all going to be used as ranch hands.”

Can I change the music since we are almost there?”

“I guess I can listen to a few minutes of some country cowboy whining about  losing their girl, house truck and dog.”

I playfully punch him, then search for a good station.  I figured being near the country it would be easier but most were Simon’s kind of music, some rock and I finally found one with older country music.

 

We left the main road and the sight was stunning. Lots of grassy pastures with cows, or goats grazing, some trees, fields with wheat and corn coming up and windmills. I love windmills.

After a few miles on this off road we turned onto a gravel road.  I could see in the distance a large yellow house with white trim, a natural wood barn. The closer we got I saw a small herd of goats.

We pulled up and Simon got out to greet out host while I gather my phone and Walkman placing them in my pockets.

I looked up to see the most beautiful woman standing with Coach Rick that I have ever seen. Where is her husband? Wouldn’t he want to meet us to show us our chores?  Maybe he works somewhere else. I see Coach Rick glaring at me so I tuck the Walkman into my shirt pocket and head out to meet my host.

I hopped out of the vehicle and jogged up to Coach and the hostess. Why the heck did Simon park so far from the house. Then I saw the others tossing ball and figured he didn’t want to t chance a ball through his window or a dent. The way we pitch a ball can do some damage.

Excitement overtook me as I took her small fragile looking hand in mine.  I had a strong urge to pull her into my arms and kiss away that nervous look. I only met her moments ago and deep down I want to protect her.  Hot dam no ring! How on earth could a women this gorgeous be single? I guess she could have a boyfriend but all is fair in love and war.

“TJ go join the others while we finish out business.”

He doesn’t look very happy with me. He turns his head back and begins talking with Annie.  A sweet name for a lovely woman. The way the coach is looking at her and talking so gentle I wonder if he has a thing for her?

My friend Vicki  Locey is also writing an intiguing MM romance for NaNo too. If you would like a sneak peak at hers check it out here.

http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

 

 

 

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