Snippet Sunday


Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. It’s  already the end of February!  I can’t believe  how fast the month has went by. This week I am still working on second draft of Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats. Some of you may remember this from back in November. I tried to pick different snippets, but if they overlap these should be a lot smoother since I have run a grammar check and have been adding in stuff and taking stuff out. This is further down in the first section of chapter one where you finally meet the leading man.

This is still a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough please be kind.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copyright 2015

The four that had already arrived headed to Rick’s  van unpacked their belongings and began tossing the ball around.

Rick glanced at hs watch. “I told them to be here by 11. I came a little early to make sure you still wanted to do this.”

“Oh yes.” Watching the boys playing ball and laughing lightened my heart.  I have no doubt in my mind that that this is the right decision.

Rick pulled a thick file out of his briefcase. I motioned for us to sit on the porchswing. Thankfully it was partially shady this time of the morning.

‘Here is a copy of the paperwork with all the agreements and signatures. You are not required to pay for any personal items, only to provide basic meals such as breakfast and lunch. When we have a game, the sponsors provide a light meal beforehand, and if we are on the road, we stop and get pizza or burgers on the way home. You won’t be required to wait up or cater to them.  None of these guys have any allergies. One is vegetarian. If that’s an issue I can  try to find another placement for him”.

“No, I think I can handle that, Rick. I usually make plenty of side-dishes and keep fresh vegetables handy.  There should be plenty with the garden coming off.” I couldn’t imagine turning  one of them down at this point over an eating preference, Both of my boys were picky. David only liked meat and potatoes. Stephen preferred casseroles and main dishes made with ground beef. Stephen also loved a lot of fruits and veggies.

In the distance, we could hear music blasting as a silver SUV came down the lane. A tall, sandy-haired young man climbed out of the driver’s seat and walked over to us.

“Hi, I’m Simon. Sorry if we are late. I thought we had plenty of time.” He chewed on his lower lip and stared down at the gravel.

“No Simon you’re not late. I came early to go over the terms of the agreement. Sit your bags on the porch and join the others.”

Simon popped the hatch with his key-fob. Rushing to the passenger side, he whispered to the other man that was still sitting in the car. He had the seat laid back as if he were napping. He jumped, startled, slowly emerged stretching languidly before joining Simon at the rear of the car. Simon wheeled two suitcases to where the other bags lay. He took out his glove and slowly joined the other men.

 He seemed to be a little more laid back and reserved than the others.

 Then the last one bounded from behind the vehicle with two duffles and a  bag of sports equipment.  His strong biceps are bulging under the weight, yet he trotted over to us, a bundle of energy packed into a tight pair of jeans a shirt stretch tight around his muscular frame and a cowboy hat on his head. He dropped the bags with the others, bounds back over to us shakes Rick’s hand then takes mine into both of his holding them securely.

“ It sure is kind of you to let us stay here in your lovely home. Coach didn’t tell us our hostess is such a beauty” He lifts my hands up to his full lips and lightly brushes them with a kiss. “Oh, I am TJ. By the way.”

“Down Casanova. Get your butt over there with the others. You’re here to play ball not charm all the women you meet!”  Rick rolls his eyes as he playfully punches TJ on the arm.I stood there mesmerized by the cutest boy—young man I’ve ever seen in years. Broad shoulders, big brown eyes and wild curly hair that’s a little too long. His handsome face in need of a shave. He would be my dream man—if only he were 20 years older.


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#snippetsunday~~#Baseball players and Cranky #bestfriends

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. It’s February and what better time for a sweet contemporary romance? I took a different turn this week. I had a cute Idea to add to a scene in Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats. I went to drop it in and found some chapters in first person some in third person. YIKES! What was I thinking? In my defense, I was doing this in Nano which is a race to get 50K  rough draft. It’s rough all right! I decided to take a week or so and  run this one through Grammarly and get it ready for a Beta reader or two. ( If you are a big baseball fan and romance lover and may be interested I could use some help with the baseball plays, find me in contacts above.)

This is a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough please be kind. I posted this first chapter back in Nov.  I am not posting the entire chpater this time only a bit of it. I hope it reads much better this time.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats copyright 2015

I checked each room for the third time today wanting everything to be perfect. I had already chewed my nails into nubs the past week wondering if I’ve made the right decision.  Mom and my friend Vicki both agreed it was a great idea to open my home to host some of the boys for the local prospect league team. The arrangement seemed to work for everyone. It would give the players that lived farther away a place to stay closer to the field for practice and give me some help on the farm. Plus as an added bonus, I wouldn’t feel so alone. The boys would do a few chores in exchange for room and board plus meals when they were not out at practice or on the road for a game.  

The City Council met in the high-school gymnasium to discuss the summer season of the Edenfield Eagles.  I saw the announcement in the community booklet the city puts out each month and felt this was something I wanted–no–needed to do.

My other best friend, Caleb Douglas, nearly had an aneurysm when I raised my hand to volunteer. I chuckle at the memory of how red his face got, the veins in his forehead popping out to the surface. It was scary then, but I could laugh about it now.

Ever since my husband passed away, Caleb has become more and more protective. Like the big brother of which I always dreamed of having.  I don’t know, if a big brother was anything like Caleb Douglas, I’m glad I didn’t have one or I’d probably be a 40-year-old virgin.  Speaking of a cockblocker, this man barely gave me room to breathe.  The local men stayed away, and the women were all jealous of how much time and energy Caleb spent on me. 

It would be nice having boys around again. I admit to missing my sons now that they are grown and gone. Occasionally they visit but not as much as they used to. The big house was lonelier than ever since Stephen left a few weeks after graduation.  David left two years earlier. Now he is a proud dad. David and Casey,  his wife, lived in Iowa City and didn’t make it down to visit much. Stephen is off hiking and exploring life before going to college. Neither liked working on it getting their hands dirty. They both suggested I sell it after Steve died.  It was all I had to keep me going, and it did bring in some income.

Caleb was amazing when David’s baby was born. He stayed at the farm, took care of things for two weeks while I was out of town.  Heck, he is always amazing and would do anything I ask. He brings the feed orders out so I don’t have to go get them and doesn’t charge me a delivery fee. In exchange, he gets a home cooked meal. We both get some company. He would do more but. I couldn’t impose on him all time. 

The drawbacks of a hobby farm are feeding and caring for the animals every day. My farm isn’t big enough to warrant paid hands  but a bit more than I can handle on my own.  Vicki’s’ son, Mark comes by to help with the morning goat milking, which is a godsend. That’s all he has time to do since he has a job in town.  His mom uses the milk for her soap making business and I make gourmet cheese we both sell at local markets, so he does this for us for free.

The crunch of tires on the gravel drive snapped me out of my digression. Too late to change my mind now.


I am it sure what next week will bring. One thing about me as you can never call me predictable! My plan is another week of Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats to get it  ready for the next step, but in my world plans seem to change frequently. Hopefully you can never call me boring either LOL!

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets our eclectic group has a wide variety of stories!

Skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.  For some super sex Hockey romance http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy check out Valkyries Curse  by Ellie Mack. https://quotidiandose.wordpress.com/

This week we have another fun snippet by Misty Harvey  https://mistyharvey.wordpress.com/  She writes horror, so this should be interesting!

As you see we have a little bit of everything!  Hopefully, you can find a new book or author our 4 to add to your list!


If you can dream it…You can do it!

Snippet Sunday~ Why did the chicken cross the road?

Snippet Sunday

Hi, Ya’ll. It’s time for more snippets! Today I decided to give TJ’s view of last weeks snippet. If you missed it and wanted to see what happened to Annie, you can catch it here…Not One but Two Broken Hearts.

Remember this is very raw, being a first draft.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats (Copywrite 2015)

I didn’t think this day could get any worse. Simon left practice early and brought me home. He assured me everything would work out. I walked into the house to talk to Annie and the day just got worse. There she sat nearly nose to nose with Caleb holding an engagement ring.
Perhaps I should take the offer to go to Indiana. At least, I wouldn’t have to see her with Caleb. I should have know he would win her over eventually. They have been friends forever and shared a lot of history. He is also closer to her age. I look for Simon in his room but can’t find him. I see his keys on the bed, so I grab them and head back out. My eyes burn as I sped out of the driveway.
It wouldn’t surprise me if Caleb weren’t behind all of this. It is not common for a college to recruit anyone in their senior year. It is also very convenient that the homeless center rescinded their offer of a job and me coaching the boys as well. My having an Uncle that was selling drugs and a cartel and me getting past that life and making a new one should have been an incentive to help me, not hinder me with that job.
In my rear view mirror, I see Caleb’s car catching up to me. Don’t need him gloating on top of all that has happened today so I speed up.
Suddenly a damn chicken decides to cross the road. I swerve to miss it winding up in a wet ditch. The more I spin my wheels, the more stuck I get. Simon will kill me.
“TJ! Are you ok?” Annie yells, running down the ditch.
I can’t fathom why she would be chasing after me. She grabs me pulling me close. Her hands run over my arms, and then she grabs my face kissing me harshly. Next thing I know I feel a sharp on the side of my face.
‘What the hell were you thinking! You could have killed yourself.”
“What would it matter to you?” Harsh? Yes, but my heart was bleeding.
“I’ve had the day from hell. Go back to your fiance. I will be leaving for Indiana soon, and you can move on with your life.” Now my mouth seems to have developed diarrhea.
“What are you talking about TJ? Indiana?”
“Yes. Ask your Fiance! He probably set up the whole thing to get me as far away as he could. Congratulations it worked!”
I turn away not wanting her to see me cry. No matter how macho we may think we are. Sometimes feelings seep out.
“TJ honey. Come home let’s talk about this? You haven’t signed anything yet?”
“No, the damn chicken stopped me!”
“Chicken? How many painkillers have you taken?”

I hope you enjoyed this clip. I am having a lot of fun with this story, but it is soon over. That is a good thing though. That makes it closer to time for you to get to read it.  I am not sure what next week holds. I f I will be pitching a new story idea or one last snippet of Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats.

If you want more snippets from some awesome authors check out V. L. Locey and her sexy MM Hockey Romance  I just love Victor and hate that it his last story.. Sigh… but I know Vicki well and there will be something fabulous next. so follow me to V.L.Locey’s blog.

And My lovely friend Ellie Mack has a little something for us from her first release…Red Wine and Roses. so stop by and congratulate Ellie!

Snippet Sunday ~~not one but two broken hearts

Snippet Sunday

 It’s time again for  Snippet Sunday. The story is nearly complete. I can’t believe it! There have been a few twists. This will be the last snippet from the story but I think next week I may give you a taste of the epilogue.

Here is this week’s snippet. Annie has to spring some news on her best friend, Caleb. Let’s see how he takes it.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats (copyright 2015)

“Hey, Caleb. Would you like some lemonade or tea?”
“From the look on your face, I think a shot of bourbon,” He said as he stood back, a forlorn look on his face.
I don’t think I can go through with this. I fix him a glass of tea and sit it on the table.
“ Have a seat why don’t ya?”
“I moved TJ into my room last night.” I went for the ripping off the bandage technique.
“So what does that mean? Is he not going to school?  Is he going to help you run the farm? Are ou moving off with him and selling out?”
I sit dumbfounded. I hadn’t thought any of that over.
“Do you love him? I mean truly love him?”
I can answer that one. “I do love him. I think I need more time and ur love will blossom more as the days go by. I care for him very much.”
“I didn’t want to spring this on you yet, but now you have pushed my hand. Caleb after she drops her news
The ranch is losing too much money. I’ve been covering the deficits. HI love you, Annie. I have loved you since the first day I saw you at school. I watched you marry my best friend because I saw how much you loved him. I wanted those looks for myself. After he had died I did all I could for you and the boys as if you were mine. I always thought someday you would come to me, confess your love.
I didn’t know what to think. I knew he cared for me. Eve loved me. But this. I couldn’t stop the tears from trickling down my cheek. I never wanted to hurt him. I also didn’t know how close I am to losing the ranch.
“You don’t have to lose the farm, Annie. I know how much it means to you. I can even forgive this fling with TJ.”
He reaches into his pocket and brings out a pretty wooden box. He presses it into my hand. Out of reflex, I open it. The ring is beautiful. It has one large chocolate diamond set in the center with Caleb and Steve’s birthstone on one side in a heart and David and Stephens on the other. I can bet the are real stones as well. I ts beautiful
I sat staring at the ring, trying to digest what Caleb had said. I didn’t hear the door open.
I hear a sharp intake of breath and footsteps running up the stairs.

What do you think? Exciting? Sad? Crap?

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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? 

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V.L Locey is posting from her WIP;  a MM hockey romance so skate on over there for some hot sexy fun ( I love Victor!) http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

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