Apparently they do this every morning…
It has become a morning habit to sing Bohemian Rhapsody on the way to school in the morning. Depending on traffic, we can usually start the song as we pull out of the driveway, and pull into the school just as the song ends.
I was going to write this long post about writing and what nots. Sadly, I started thinking about other things and then, fell into the giggles when I thought of these.
Admittedly, I have the sense of humour of a five year old. These are hilarious to me. I don’t know why. But they are. So I share.
And I GIGGLE! God, I am so ashamed.
Well, no not really but we’ll pretend I do.
And when I was done giggling, I giggled some more.
Dead Man’s Hand by Lee Jay Stura
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
For Denver Sinclair, long-time conman, gambler, and recently-made vampire, there were worse things than sleeping late next to the woman you love, except when it’s close to dawn and the world is crashing down around you. Denver and his partner in crime, Lily Fong, are caught between hellfire and destruction as the Great San Francisco Earthquake of 1906 turns his carefully built life upside down.
He and Lily were so close to freedom from Denver’s Mistress, the cunning and cruel Lady Xue Ying. He’d gambled, stole and smuggled for Xue Ying, holding back a little with each con until he had enough to run far from Xue Ying’s influence, taking Lily with him. Just one more dirty deal on the Barbary Coast, and he could leave San Francisco…and Xue Ying… behind.
It was a dangerous con. The greatest con he would have ever pulled. Despite controlling most of San Francisco’s opium and shanghai trade, Xue Ying longed for more. Her capricious appetites and furious temper meant one thing for Denver; that she would never let him go. As far as Xue Ying is concerned, she’s owned Denver body and soul since long before the night she forced her blood on him and turned him into a vampire.
He had hopes Lady Xue Ying didn’t survive the Earthquake but Denver wasn’t taking any chances. He would take Lily and make a run for it, praying to the God he’d forsaken that they’d make it. With the US Army imploding the city around them and ravenous flesh-hungry ghouls plaguing their every step, Denver and Lily race through the ruined city for the promise of their new life together.
Still, Denver wonders if he’s finally run out of luck and drawn the dead man’s hand.
The hardest thing about writing is not really knowing what is going to happen before you write it. Sure, I can plot the shit out of something but actually putting the words down? That’s like a roll of the dice. And admittedly, when you’re face first into the screen for hours on end, you start to lose focus of what you’re doing then all of a sudden, everyone’s naked and you’ve got to put out.
Sex scenes are kind of difficult. I think there has to be a good balance between emotional satisfaction and physical gratification. I’ve read a lot of books where it was pretty much Tab A goes in Slot B and squicka squicka squicka. Fluids all over the place and men shouting “Fuck me hard with your ivory shaft of hot love!”
I don’t think I’ve ever heard nor said that while having sex. Maybe it gets some people’s buttons. I dunno. It just seems kind of weird.
I’m going to share a bit of Cole and Jae that happens in the first third of the new book, Dirty Secret. It’s not a lot and honestly, I can’t share a lot more without spilling spoilers everywhere. Also, the book’s not been optioned yet so please keep in mind, this isn’t the final end all be all. It’s got to go through edits and such so consider this a beaten up final.
I’ll talk about Sinner’s Gin maybe tomorrow. :::laughs::: God that book’s kicking my not inconsiderable ass.
Continue reading “Dirty Secret Sneak Peek [Caution: Smut Ahead]”
I have great admiration for those who reach “in” to those who cannot reach out anymore. I wish this for my life when I am at this point in my life. I hope someone reaches in for me. If so, Metallica, Hyde, Tool, the blues… and Janis Joplin, please.
Dirty Secret is out for consideration. And I’m halfway through Sinner’s Gin. I feel like I should post SOMETHING of what’s being written. Opinions?
It’s raining cats, dogs and goats. So since it’s nearly like being home, we’re having lau lau tonight for dinner.
lau lau (taro leaves, beef, pork and black cod with rice and shiso furikake)
I’ve been AWOL of late. Mostly because I went home to visit my Mom in Hawai’i. Got no writing done but hell of a lot of food, driving around and coffee drinking. So…. yeah, I have to get back into the groove of things. No word yet about Dirty Secret from DSP but it’s early yet. Going to dive into Sinner’s Gin since I don’t go back to work until Monday.
If ever you’ve adopted a “throwaway” dog, you understand the joy of seeing the first time, it actually romps around and smiles.
This is Fiona’s story.
Isn’t she adorable?
This is my rescue mutt, Jaxon P. Fuglestein aka Jax or JJ.
I drove up to the Mojave Desert to get him from a rescue hovel. It really wasn’t the best situation but he got along with my dog, Draven and seemed very sweet. He smelled so bad I was honestly debating stopping at a car wash on the way home to hose him down.
We had to get buck shot removed from places on his body and his teeth were impacted with wood and rocks because that’s what he was trying to eat to survive. A month later, he spiked a high temperature and my vet stayed open past closing so I could bring him down. After a couple of days of fluids and medicines, his kidney was taken out because there was a cactus-like stone in it so large it was rupturing the organ.
He’s much older now. Still not the brightest bulb in the package but a very sweet old man.
I have two dogs from breeders, both are mutants and my baby… my cairn, has severe fear aggression that we’ve been working on for a couple of years. He’s gotten so much better and really adores his older brother, JJ.
If you ever have the chance to adopt a rescue or stray dog, please consider it. They show so much love and happiness.
And finally, if ever you’re looking to pick up guys, Jax is the dog to take out with you because damn, they come across the parking lot to the Starbucks we’re kicking back at to come say hello to him. Just saying.
Rhys Ford 