Wednesday, January 11, 2017


Cara showed up at Ben's door soaking wet, bruised, and covered in glitter.

"What the hell?" he exclaimed, taking in her appearance.

"The only good thing I can say is, no one got arrested," she replied, stepping inside to drip on the little rug inside the front door. "But, I am never, ever going to another bachelorette party planned by your sister."

“Shit,” Ben said, rushing over with towels, “I told her nothing crazy.”

“Well, if you consider strippers, huge glitter bombs, and a fight then yeah it wasn’t crazy at all.”

Cara stripped her sodden, gritter covered clothes off and carefully placed them on one of the towels. Yep, they were definitely going in the trash. There was no way she was putting them in the washer and ending up with glitter on everything they washed for the next ten years. The stuff was like cat hair, once it got on something it just wouldn’t come off. Ever.

Ben wrapped the second towel around her and hugged her close. “I am so sorry. I hope you are still planning to marry me.”

“I kind of have to, we already bought the house together,” she teased, leaning her head on his chest.

“That’s right,” he said, kissing her, “the house and I are a package deal.”

He led her through the house to the bathroom, where she climbed into the shower. Sighing, she stepped under the hot spray and watched streams of glitter run over her body and down the drain. She hoped like hell the water company wouldn’t call them complaining.

“So, please tell me what happened?” Ben said, from the other side of the curtain.

“She took us to this classy place called The Meat Market, where we were forced to drink horrible, over-priced drinks through penis straws. Unfortunately, there was another bachelorette party going on at the same time as mine and, I think, certain people, thought it was a competition over which group could be the most outrageous.”

“My sister?”

“Yeah, but she wasn’t the only one. There were two or three girls, including the bride, from the other group who acted like they’d lost their mind. If one of us would stuff a dollar, then two or three of them would stuff more. If one of the dancers was wagging his junk in our face they wanted him to come over to them. I don’t know, it just got stupid. Alcohol was consumed, insults hurled, and the next thing you know glitter had appeared.”

Ben stuck his head around the shower curtain. “How did glitter get involved?”

“I don’t know,” Cara said, shaking her head, “I was an innocent bystander. One minute I was sucking my penis straw and the next thing you know I had a face full of glitter.”

Ben coughed into his hand, which she knew, from experience, meant he was trying not to laugh. She rolled her eyes at him and rinsed the soap from her hair.

“Okay, so then what happened?”

“Are you done laughing?”

He tried to look serious as he nodded at her, but his eyes gave him away.

Ignoring him, she went on. “Once glitter was thrown, bouncers showed up, but that didn’t stop your sister from getting into a fight with the other bride. Punches were exchanged and then other people started getting involved. It basically turned into a mini-brawl. I tripped over a chair trying to get away from the fight and ended up scraping my knee and hands.”

Ben climbed into the shower with her and she smiled. Damn the man was handsome and he was all hers. Every last inch of him. He put his arms around her and she snuggled into his embrace.

“I am so sorry,” he murmured against her ear.

“It’s not your fault. I will admit that I left. I have no idea what happened. I know I heard someone yell to call the cops, but beyond that I haven’t a clue. It could be that my entire bridal party is spending the night in jail. I don’t know.”

“So, you’re telling me if the phone rings—”

“Be prepared to bail some people out of jail.”

This time he didn’t hold back and burst out laughing. “I think you and I are going to stay right here. If the phone does ring, we won’t hear it.”

“Good idea,” she said, going up on her tip-toe to kiss him softly on the lips.

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Wednesday, January 4, 2017


Hello and welcome to 2017!! We've added a new topic to the randomness that is Wednesday. I know, we're tricky. We like to spice things up and keep y'all on your toes.

So, I'm supposed to list the top 10 things I'm proud of. Let's hope I come up with ten and really, these are in no particular order.

1. Actually finishing a book - of course, this isn't a work that would ever see the light of day, but I learned that I could finally write The End.

2. Publishing my books - I dreamt of being a published author and it actually happened. 

3. Starting college - we didn't have the money so I didn't go to college right out of high school. Luckily, I got a job at a private university and was able to work toward my bachelor degree.

4. Getting my Masters of Art in Teaching - such hard work since it meant going to school full time and working full time.

5. Graduating from university . . . three times! Yep, I have 2 undergraduate degrees and a Masters. Go me!

6. Surviving clinical depression - this is an on-going battle, but I'm winning.

7. Writing a letter to the person who sexually molested me and giving the guilt and the responsibility to him, where it belongs.

8. Kinder self-talk - I used to talk to myself so horribly. I mean, really, if I'd spoken to another person the way I talked to myself I would have had no friends. Now, I find that when I make a mistake I just take it in stride and move on.

9. I can stand up for myself and I don't feel guilty about it. 

10. I have learned to say No and mean it.

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Wednesday, December 28, 2016


I was going to mention 2016, but really what's to say? Oh wait . . .

Yeah, there it is. My feelings exactly.

My goals for 2017 are huge, but simple. New job and actually putting out books. I know, stunning!! 

I am still staggering through Entangled. I have well over 65k on it and it WILL be finished by the end of January. No matter what. 

I have already started the next Promises book, called Broken Promise and that will be finished as well. 

The next book in the Sandaki series, first book was Mated, is already cooking in my head as well as another book. I have this idea with Shifters so I want that to be another one for 2017. 

Look at me . . . 4 books. They will be finished. I am putting myself on a schedule. I know once I start writing every day the words will flow. It's happened before and it will happen now.

And that's it. My plans for 2017. I'm not going to rehash the horror of 2016, there's no point. It's over and done with. Time to wash my hands, have some wine and move on. If you'd like to join me, please do. 

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Jessica D

Wednesday, December 21, 2016


Happy Yule, Happy Hanukkah, Merry Christmas, and Festive Whatever-Winter-Holiday-You-May-Be-Celebrating!!

Can you believe it's that time of year again? Nope, me neither. And, I can tell you with confidence, that I am so glad it's almost over. LOL! 

One reason is I'm working at the bookstore and, Jeez Louise, do the people get dumber this time of year. I've realized that my most hated phrase is "I saw it on your website." This is said with a tone dripping with smugness. Yeah, that's great buttercup, but my store isn't the website. Surprise! So, the obscure book you want that was printed in 2005 isn't on our shelves. In fact, it's out of print so the reason you saw it on the website is because somebody is selling their copy. Of course, I say it nicer, but still the sentiment is there. This will usually cue the argument.

As I recently told one fabulous person I work with, "Yeah this time of year my spirit animal is a fucking bitch. Woo hoo!!"

So, yeah, I'm glad it's almost over. Not just for that, but because it signals the end of this amazingly shitty year. I will be glad to see 2016 kicked to the curb. You? 

Though, there are things that I love about this time of year. The music, lights, all the amazing food, the gorgeous decorations. Sis and I are once again crafting and cooking. Okay, she'd doing most of the cooking since my schedule is crazy, but I leap in when I can. Our house is decorated within an inch of its life. We both have an unhealthy obsession with the making of wreaths. Right now we have 7 we've made, three just this year. We're also creating another cute house. As soon as it's finished I'll post pics.

I hope all of you have an amazing holiday, whatever your chose to celebrate. Eat and drink lots of good food, hug your family close, and celebrate.

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Wednesday, December 7, 2016


There were so many great toys when I was growing up. Some, I wasn't allowed to have, like the Easy Bake Oven. Bitter?? You bet I am. Every child needs a piece of equipment they can burn their fingers off with . . . right???

So, here are some of the toys I actually received

This one only lasted maybe a week before she stopped tumbling. I was so bummed.
This, my friends, was the original Barbie Dream House. I know you are so jealous, but, at the time, I thought it was amazing.

I loved this toy!! I carried him everywhere.

This is the doll to make up for my lack of Easy Bake Oven. She was pretty cool, but Mom didn't let me use her all that often.

Yes, I know, how appropriate and Sis and I loved this game. We'd love to find it again. 

As I got just a bit older, Barbie ruled! Whoops, can't forget the airplane. Yep, had that too.

These were some of the dolls I owned. The only one I still have is the bottom one. She was a gift from my dad.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2016


So, today is wordless and, like always, I have stuff to say. First, I want to apologize for being MIA for many weeks. Stuff happened-work, depression, the stupid election-and suddenly it was a bunch of weeks later. Second, I couldn't NOT do this post. I mean I'm going to show you all the stuff I love. How could I not share?

So, here it is in no particular order what I think of when I see the word Love

And, there you have it. Now go on over and visit the other bloggers and see their amazing pics.


Wednesday, October 5, 2016


So, apparently there was this television show called Friends  . . . yeah, I'm teasing you. I never really watched it, but heard all about it. 

Anyway, so on this one episode, someone . . . somewhere had this list of 5 celebrities he or she could sleep with and it wouldn't count. Now, really, let's be honest, this list exists with the idea that it would never happen in a billion million years. Couples could laugh about it, but what if it did? I mean, really, what if someone on that list showed up. Huh, something to think about, right? Awesome premise for a book, right?

Can you tell I have vacation brain? Yeah, I'm on vacation right now and can't string two rational thoughts together though I have been writing. So, let me give you my LIST of men I could so totally have sex with without consequence.

1. Viggo Mortenson
I don't think I even need to add anything. Just the picture will do.

2. Gerard Butler

3. Idris Elba

4. Jason Momoa

5. Daniel Craig

And, there they are, my amazing 5. Now go and check out who the other bloggers have on their lists. Oh, and let us know who's on your list.

Jessica D