Sunday, September 22, 2013

Fall Cleaning


Yesterday I was so moved by the fall-like temps that I decided to do the unthinkable… I cleaned my closet.

For those of you who may not know me I am a VERY neat and organized person. Ummm, except for my closet. Things just seem to migrate there and live there. No, I’m serious. Someone could be living in there and I wouldn’t know.

So yeah. I cleaned. I purged. I found my Wrestling Box, which I hadn’t opened in about two years. Now THAT was fun. Just looking at all the trinkets I collected over the years. Autographs, photos, souvenirs… the usual. It brought back a lot of good memories – things that I had forgotten about. Like the time I got my first floor seat (8th row) and thought it was the best seat in the world! Anyway, it was good to go through the box.

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Co-Writing with Hasty Words...


I am about to tread into new waters. My good friend, Hasty Words, and I are going to co-write a book together. I am so excited to see where this goes.

We sent a page back and forth to test the waters and the results were pretty neat. We need to plot things out some more (since there was already confusion LOL), but I can already tell it is going to be awesome!

Oh yeah, check out her blog here:

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Dull Blade


Dull Blade

This thing between us has gone on for too long
Habits that cannot be broken
Habits that we can’t walk away from
When did we stop caring
And start hurting
When I see you I feel it...
The dull blade of the knife cutting at me
Each snub is a cut
Hurt upon hurt
Let us end this madness now
Or at least find a new, sharp blade

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Summer is over...


After enjoying the summer it is now time to get back into my writing routine. I have so many ideas that I can’t wait to put down on paper. Here’s to hoping the words will flow with ease. 

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Caged Bird

Little Caged Bird... So scared to fly
In a safe nest made of lies
The doors begins to crack
And the wings begin to spread
Fly away, Little Bird, before it's too late!
Fly away while you can!
Don't let the door shut on you,
Breaking your wings for good
A scary new world awaits you
With new sights to see
Don't look back at the cage, Little Bird
Instead find the biggest tree
And build a nest made of Hope.
Fly away, Little Bird...
It's not too late!


Friday, May 17, 2013

Messy Sheets with Hasty Words

Today, the wonderful Hasty Words is visiting my blog and she's brought us all a special treat... One of her amazing poems. I've been blessed to call her a friend and i hope you all enjoy her poetry as much as I do!

*** Hasty says that this poem is in honor of my journey in writing erotic romances. ***



Messy Sheets

Tangled up in
Messy sheets
Clothes ripped
Shredded and torn
Lying scattered
On the floor
Wild passions
Breaking silence
Give me what I need
Let’s leave love
Out in the hall
Dive in deep
Stay down low
Until you just can’t
Breathe anymore
Filling empty spaces
Muscular tension
Dissolving stresses
Everything you want
Is everything I need
Feed your desire
Grabbing hungry
Every part of me

By: Hasty Words