Don’t Mislead Me #MFRWauthor #bloghop #petpeeves

Welcome back to the MFRW 52 week blog hop challenge. It is week 22 and our topic is our biggest pet peeve in a book. This is harder than I thought it would be since I read so much. After much thought and deliberation I think most of mine spring from the blurb or pumped up reviews. #1 I hate reading a blurb, gettign all excited and the book delivers nothing the blurb promised. Don’t get me started on the cute blurbs that are just hyped up one liners, such as…A captivating story of love, hurt, romance  and mystery.  Ok, that’s all good but tell me a little more about what this book is about not a generalization. Tell me something about these particular characters and the plot. Make me want to pick this up and buy it. Now once I have it in my grubby little hands nothing irks me more than the story being completely something else than the blurb  suggested. If it says some mystery give me some mystery not one page of a quick rundown. If it promises romance give me some not one scene at the end.

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I also don’t like  big words or names in a story. Keep it simple so I don’t have to stop every page and look up a word or try to sound out a name that not even in the dictionary. That kills the flow for me.

Since i am avid book reader I also am picky. If you borrow one bring it back and I hate seeing people that dog ear or leave a book open upside down. Please use bookmarks and put it on your bedside table or where it belongs after reading.

What is your biggest pet peeve in books?

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Serenity Sunday ~~New family members

A few weeks ago when we was having the heavy rains and flooding my husband called me to his shop. outside under a pile of metal he found one of our outside strays with kittens. They were drenched and muddy. the mom is semi feral and hard to touch but she let us get the babies we were able to save two of the three. Meet Iris  (the mostly white one)and Calla Lilly the puff-ball). The other stray has a couple two but we can’t get near them.

Memories of mom and floods #MFRWauthor #blogchallenge #memories

 

Welcome back to the 52 week blog hop challenge. This weeks topic is a Childhood Memory. Since this month was mothers day I wanted to share a memory of my mom. There are some many. She was the funniest, sweetest loving women. Everyone in town loved her. She had more shoe than anyone i know. She had to have a pair for every out fit or some just because she liked them. One day she comes in with a pair of bright red  sequined flats. She called them her ruby slippers and actually wore these to work. In her later years she worked days at the hospital and nights at Wal-Mart at the service desk. Every kid that come by she would take their hand and do the No Place like Home routine. It was so fun to see kids running up to her looking to see if she was wearing them.

We had this tree in our back yard that had lots of strong limbs, that we all called the Starship Enterprise. It was easy to climb and had many “seats.”  it was also called the pee tree in summer swim season(don’t ask) We had so much fun on this tree, but it was also a safe haven. One day we had gone to grandmas and I cant remember what my sister and I did but we were in trouble. We ran to the tree. I boosted my sister up and we went as high as we could. Mom came tearing after us smacking the tree with a switched hollering you have to come down sooner or later and I will be madder. I can’t remember if we got switched or to( probably not. She also liked playing jokes. Her favorite was to put us in the tub at night then go outside scratching on the bathroom window and laughing like a loon when two naked wet little girls come slip sliding out of there. I also remember the weekends we went on trips. We didn’t have much money so we camped. Mom would get up like four o clock and fry chicken. We would stop at a roadside park halfway to our destination or on our picnicking  if it was closer. Sunday we always had fried chicken beans and cornbread. I loved waking up to that smell and was more worried about when can we eat chicken than how much further till we get there. I always miss mom, but Mother’s day brings back so many memories.

One of the songs mom always listened to while cooking. Always makes me think of fried chicken!

Where I live near the river May also brings another issue and that is high waters. We get them every year but sometimes we actually had floods. This year was one of those years. That reminded me of a time when I was a teenager and had stay across town wit a friend. We had a bad flood and the roads were lie little rivers and unpassable by car. Our town had lots of drainage ditches back then that we played in like free pools. My friends dad took his canoe and rowed me home via the ditches. we now have drainage ducts and no more ditches. The river got high but didn’t flood the streets.

Sometimes I miss the simple life when kids longed for the rain to go outside and dance, for the ditches to fill so we could swim in them, for free campsites and tents, and mom and her ruby slippers.

What are some of your favorite childhood memories?

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Just for Giggles and..#MFRWauthor #blogchallenge #laughoutloud

Hi, Ya’ll Welcome to the 52-week MFRW blog tour challenge week 18. This week’s topic is What Makes Me Laugh Out Loud.  I don’t have a big sense of humor. It takes a lot to make me cry or laugh out loud. One thing that always drew laughs from me is Lucille Ball. I loved the I love Lucy Series and one of my favorite movies is The Long, Long Trailer. I too have an obsession with rocks and canning stuff so I related so much to that movie.

My grandkids make me laugh out loud. Right now we have birds that visit the tree outside my dining room and taunt my cats. You heard that right. The BIRDS tease the cats not the other way around. We have a robin that comes each morning around ten and perches in the tree then flies into the window over and over. I dubbed it Crazy Bird. Some days the cats just sit and watch some days they hop up and down like they are trying to catch it. Some days they even tumble off the window. It’s pretty hilarious.

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Kitness sleeping on guard.                                                                                                 Kitness waiting for Crazy Bird

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Chloë sleeping on duty too.

I read or listen to ebooks a lot too and sometimes those can bring forth a giggle too.

What makes you laugh out loud?

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Take a Peek Tuesday~Does Age Matter? #amwriting #romance #teaser

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Welcome back to Take a Peek Tuesday. Each week I will post a little tease from what I am currently working on. Right now I am doing a self-edit on a story I wrote during NaNo 2015.  I am hoping to release it this summer.  Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats is a contemporary sports/cowboy romance. It is sweet and spicy with a touch of humor.

Remember this is very raw, not having been beta read or edited.

This week I take up where I left off last week but in TJ’s view.

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I don’t think Annie realized Caleb was in love with her. It was clear as a bell to me. I didn’t plan to kiss her. I guess it was another one of those strange ‘the moment is right’ things. She seemed so sad. So vulnerable. I bet very few people had ever seen this softer side of Annie. I’ve kissed a girl before, but it had never felt this amazing. My body thrummed with excitement. Every muscle, every nerve, yearned for more. I could feel myself shaking with desire. She melted into my arms, her hands slid up cupping my face, fingers entwining in my hair, pulling me in closer. Her lips parted allowing me entrance, giving me control. Control. Damn. Now is not the time. I want her with every fiber of my being, but I have to prove to her that I want more than a quick roll in the hay. I reluctantly pull back gazing into those warm, chocolaty eyes. Her lips are puffy and swollen. My body aches with want. I reach up and brush my finger over her mouth tracing it over her lips, sliding it into the long windblown curls. I expected a slap or at least her running like a frightened rabbit.

“Please don’t apologize.” She whispered.

“I have no intention of apologizing. I’ve done nothing I’m sorry about.”

“I shouldn’t want you so much.” She stepped back, gazing at the floor.

“Why? Because of my race? Afraid your friends will find out about me being from a poor family with a drug lord for an uncle? That I won’t ever amount to anything or be worthy of you?” I can’t believe I’m saying these things. All my fears seem to pour from my mouth. Talk about spoiling a moment.

“Heavens to Betsy, no. If anyone isn’t worthy of anyone, it’s me not being worthy of you. You are the strongest young man I have ever met. Young is the problem. I have a son older than you.”

“Age shouldn’t have any bearing on your feelings. If you feel anything for me at all, it is worth exploring. What’s in your heart is all that matters.” I saw the worry and fear begin to cloud over her eyes, trying to shut off her feelings. I take her face into my hands and kiss her forehead. “I don’t want a one-night stand or even a summer fling. I want you. I knew that from the moment we first met. Mama always told me I would know when the time was right, to not jump in with every girl I date, to wait for that woman. She was right. I felt it in my heart the moment we touched. I can wait until you are ready.” Reluctantly I stepped back. She stood staring at me in shock. “TJ…”

“Don’t. Please. We have the summer to get to know each other. Let’s let time, destiny, fate, whatever you believe in decide our future.”

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Do you like May/December Romance? What do you think about TJ and his values?

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