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Friday’s Page 69 ~ To Night Owl from Dogfish

Friday’s Page 69 ~ To Night Owl from Dogfish


Ben!

I’m VERY happy that Kristina IS COMING TO FAMILY DAY! I told the head of camp (+ I asked him to keep it a SECRET) + he was super happy, too. His name is Daniel Birnbaum + he wanted me to let Kristina know that he saw TELL ME WHEN JIMMY COMES HOME 4 times in Chicago + he’s a BIG fan.

Teaser Thursday ~ Gunsmoke & Glamour

Teaser Thursday ~ Gunsmoke & Glamour


Today is January 31st, so I thought it would be fun to use that for today’s Teaser Thursday. Since this one is an ebook, I went with 31%.

She must have sensed him hesitating on her front lawn because she came to the window and unlatched it, leaning over the box of flowers. The moonlight made her hair gleam like spun silver. It also made the white teeth inside her smile resemble horrible, gnashing fangs. Clay didn’t know if he should run at her or away from her.
By the tilt of her head and the come-hither motion of her hand, probably far, far away.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Whispers

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Whispers


There once was a boy who heard the Whispers.
He heard them late in the day as the lazy sun dipped below the treetops and the woods behind his house came alive with the magic of twilight. The voices came to him so gently he though it might be the win, or the first trickle of summer rain. But as time passed, the voices grew louder and the boy was sure they were calling his name. So he followed them.

Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Beauty That Remains

Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Beauty That Remains


It starts then. The hungry kind of missing-Sasha that makes me feel like she’s just out of reach, not gone forever, and I’m just not trying hard enough to get to her. The thing inside me that’s always on edge drops off its cliff. And I don’t know if it’s because I’m tired or if I’ll never get used to something as simple as not making toast for my sister, but as I climb onto my bike, I feel overwhelmed and alone again. I manage to make it to the end of the block before I’m crying, my chest tightening, like someone has me pinned and is sitting on top of my body.