Must get down thoughts before they hop away...

"What I came to find is already gone."

And the saddest words in the whole world ... "I will always love you."

Now ... off to frolic with the current Evil Plot Bunny.

...I was a dreamer.
You were a dreamer.
But perfection is consuming
And it seems we're only human after all.
And we're both taking the fall...

Thank you, Eric Carmen!
Whoo hoo hoo!

...and tummy... (-:

This is what happens when you spend a long, damn near sleepless night, fighting stress-induced nausea. From Book Two of "Choices". Those of you (all three of you!) who are reading it, consider this a Shiny Preview Button.

Di ... Henri ... whoo hoo hoo! Love your wayward boy!

( An excerpt from The Choice Before You )

This was in response to Chapter Six of "Choose Life". It is two words and pretty much says it all...

"Uh Oh..."

(-:

...after the week I've had. And I finished the next chapter in "Choose Life" and the reviews are coming in...

Okay, it's official: I love fluff. Which means this chapter is the bees' knees.And the speculation about what happens next has begun. I have been asked by a few folks to not give them any clues even though we have chatted about this story ( Read more... )

These are the "author notes" for my new story:

Each and every day all of us are faced with choices in this life. We make small choices - what to wear, what to eat - that only affect us. We make large choices - right or wrong, good or evil - that affect not only us but all those around us. These choices no matter when they are made have a way of ( Read more... )

... considering the direction of my new story...


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... my beloved Sounding Board ( Read more... )

I just murdered two characters for my new story. The baby was already dead but he was murdered, too; and that information was also revealed ( Read more... )

...you start questioning everything. And I do mean everything! It must have something to do with the way the brain operates when every other part of your body is also succumbing to the invasion of The Lizard Spit. Tonight the Lizard Spit is not happy with my choice for dinner. Or maybe it is still protesting the fish I had for lunch ... I am not ( Read more... )