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 (8^th row) and thought it was the best seat in the world! Anyway, it was good to go through the box.

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:

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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

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. 

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!

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

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