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“When did they let you off the reservation?”

Christopher didn’t bother rolling his eyes or turning to the kid who had come up behind him. He’d been born in a suburb, not even on a reservation. Hadn’t even set foot on one. but, some people thought they were so funny. He’d dealt with it through elementary and high school, but he’d thought college might be different.

The kid said more as he continued to follow Christopher out of the building, but he ignored him. He’d gotten good at blocking things out over the years. If he’d let every taunt lead to him throwing a punch, his mom would’ve…well, he wasn’t even sure. He’ couldn’t even lightly say she’d kill him. There’d been too much death in their family for him to joke about that.

“Seriously, man, just leave him alone. Do you even realize how ignorant those comments make you seem?”

Christopher smiled at the way John thought he need to swoop in to the rescue. The smile fell away at the name the boy called his friend, but John put a hand on his shoulder. “Just leave it. My face is scarred, everyone knows it. It’s not even a good insult because he doesn’t know how I got them. And we’ve got more important things to do. Arlene is waiting for us at the library.”

That brought back his smile. Spending time with those two always managed to do that.

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This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was to use ‘reservation’ any way you like. Christopher is a side character in Flames of Renewal, which I just sent to my proofreader yesterday. He’s only fifteen in that one, which is when he meets John. There’s a story for them and Arlene forming in my head. I thought it would be the next one in my ‘The Rileys’ series(which is a spin-off from the Flames series, and Arlene is the Riley connection here), but it looks like they’ll wait one more.

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“Stop letting the unknown into our house.”

Kayla glanced up at Adrian as he strolled through the door. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said even as she ran her hand over the kitten’s head again.

Her husband didn’t bother rolling his eyes. “Do I need to do a head count of the animals every time I come home from work?”

She laughed then walked over and put the kitten in his arms. “Come on. Tell me you could have looked in his eyes and told this sweet thing no.”

He stared hard at her then looked down at the cat. Then, he let out a long sigh. “No. No, I couldn’t.”

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I found the prompt(Stop letting the unknown into our house) on Pinterest(as pretty much all my Fiction Friday prompts are). If you want to see more of Adrian and Kayla, they first appear in Flames of Redemption. I should be getting the second novel in the series out later this month(maybe July).

We’ve got another showing for our house today. Hoping something will actually come of this one. The last time we were told the people who looked at it were really interested and planned to go to the bank, but then we heard nothing else. Of course, the house we’d been looking at in town sold, so we’ll have to find something else.

We had a busy weekend, went to see a minor league baseball game Saturday night. Didn’t get home until really late. Got up early Sunday morning to help mother-in-law move to a new apartment. Just about killed my knees from all the stairs and jumping down out of the back of a friend’s truck a few times. Then, we had our monthly motorcycle club meeting, which should have been this upcoming Sunday, but it got pushed up because of Father’s Day. By the end of all that, I was wiped out. Good thing I already planned to take a Mellow Monday(although I actually got more writing done Monday than I did Tuesday *shrug*).

Tuesday morning I was combing the girl’s hair out and found a bunch of lice. *shudder* First time we’ve had to deal with this(as parents. I had it when I was 4/5 and had to get my middle of the back length hair cut off). Husband brought home stuff to treat it last night, and I spent 2 hours combing through it to get rid of them. Not sure how successful I was. I’ll comb through it again this morning to see if I can find more.

I feel behind on just about everything this week. I guess that should balanced out last week where I was incredibly ahead. It can just be hard to convince my brain that’s really okay. And I did finish this week’s goal on Flames of Knowledge this morning. So, that’s something.

The people came to look at the house half an hour early. I’d *just* finished cleaning and hadn’t put the dogs away yet. The old dog ran into the younger dog’s crate(they’re the same size but hers is out in the garage because she really hates people coming into our house, even when they’re people we know). So I ended up putting him on the leash and just taking him to the neighbor’s with us. Now, they’re gone, and I’m hoping to finish this post.

Got this last week. Created by: Marianne Nowicki.

It’s WiPPet Wednesday time again!! I was working on Flames of Renewal during my last writing block of time and still have it open, so that’s what I’m sharing from this week. I’m working on polishing this up then sending it to proofreader, so hopefully it will be ready to go out by the end of the month or early July. here James is talking to Teresa’s 15-year-old son. I have 13 paragraphs

He laughed as he left the kitchen and found himself wondering again why being with her brought this playful side out of him. Christopher looked up as he stepped into the living room. “What happened to your hand?”
“I tried to put a dent in a brick wall.”
One of the boy’s eyebrows quirked up, but otherwise there was no change in his expression. “I take it the wall won.”
The smile spread over his face. “Yep.”
He set the guitar down. “This about the phone call Mom got at work today?”
His lips fell. “Yep.”
There was that eyebrow twitch again. He had a quick flash of Teresa doing the exact same thing when she’d been younger. He didn’t take completely after his father apparently. “How is punching a wall supposed to make all this go away?”
“It was supposed to make me feel better.”
“Did that work?”
The boy’s voice was so dry, James couldn’t help but laugh. “No, it didn’t. I never said it was a good idea.”
“Are you going to be sticking around?”
James’ lips turned up again. “Are you asking my intentions, Christopher?”
The boy glanced over at him as he reached for the guitar again. “Someone’s gotta do it.”

Christopher is a sweetheart, but he feels rather protective of his mom. I actually have a story planned(only in my head so far) for him. But, it will take place a few years+ after this.

Color Code

Goal Met

Progress

Nothing Done

Set Aside

Plotting:

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – Outline Act 4
  • Secondary: Heart to Heart – Brainstorm
  • Tertiary: Heart to Heart – Character Back Stories – Wrote Natalie, Marshall’s & Maia’s back stories.
  • Stretch: Heart to Heart – Plot Summaries – Short & medium summaries done

Writing:

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – 1st draft – 11817/~20000 words
    • This Week: Write 5 scenes – 5/5 scenes
  • Secondary: Side Projects – 850 words – 2804/850 words
  • Tertiary: Jonas & Isaac – 9.5 pages – 9.66/9.5 pages
  • Stretch: By the Gun – 11 scenes – 5/11 scenes
    • This Week: Write 2 scenes

Editing:

  • Primary: Flames of Renewal – Beta Edits – Through Chapter 24/24
  • Secondary: Flames of Renewal – Polish –14/49 items polished
    • This Week: Finish polishing
  • Tertiary: Stained Blood – Beta Edits
  • Stretch: Short Story Collection – Fleshing out Bree & Jenny

Reading:

  • Read: 10 books – 9/10 books
    • Hot Pursuit(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Monday morning. Finished it Monday night.
    • Getting Worked Up(Erin Nicholas) – Started this Tuesday morning. Finished it Tuesday night.
    • Vanish(Becca J Campbell) – Started this Wednesday morning. At 17%
  • Listen: 10 books – 10/10
    • Night Watch(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Friday afternoon. Finished it Monday morning.
    • Run the Risk(Lori Foster) – Started this Wednesday morning. On Chapter 2/24

Social Media:

  • Post 5 regular weekly posts – 10/23 posts
    • This Week:
      • Writing Wednesday 
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
      • Sunday Summary
  • Post to Patreon 3 times – 2/3 posts
    • Flames of Renewal Cover Reveal
    • What I’m Working On

Crafting:

  • Knit: Dunfallandy Baby Blanket – finish side 4 and finish up
    • This Week: Get through Row 56 – Through Row 56/56

Sunday Summary: Fixed

The new transmission for our washing machine came on Friday. Sturdy afternoon my husband managed to get it put in. So we now have a working washing machine again. I have never been so excited to be able to wash clothes before.

Soaking up some sun

I met all my writing goals for the week by Wednesday. So, I was able to start another round through them on Thursday and again on Friday. Definitely a lot of progress. Also on Friday I got the final version of the cover for Flames of Renewal. I’ll share that here on Wednesday.

The dogs were losing it with the neighborhood bunnies right outside the window

Yesterday we went to a minor league baseball game. Mother in law had gotten us tickets through her work. They reserved the party deck and it included all you can eat hamburgers, hot dogs, nachos, popcorn, peanuts and pop through the sixth inning. Our team ended up losing(5-8) but we ate a lot of crap. Today we’re moving my mother-in-law into her new apartment. And of course, it’s raining today.

I’m hoping to get through a lot more goals this week, but we’ll see how that goes.

Color Code

Goal Met

Progress

Nothing Done

Set Aside

Plotting:

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – Outline Act 4
  • Secondary: Heart to Heart – Brainstorm
  • Tertiary: Heart to Heart – Character Back Stories – Wrote Natalie, Marshall’s & Maia’s back stories.
  • Stretch: Heart to Heart – Plot Summaries

Writing:

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – 1st draft – 8234/~20000 words
    • This Week: Write 6 scenes – 9/6 scenes
      • “You weren’t wrong. I wish I hadn’t screwed everything up, though.”
        “What if you didn’t?”
        He looked up and saw their lips were slightly parted, their gaze right on him. “You said you couldn’t be with me. That was it. Final. Over and done.”
        “And I can’t admit if I’ve been wrong?”
  • Secondary: Side Projects – 850 words – 2126/850 words
    • This Week: 
      • Derek – 500 words – 1105/500 words
      • Hawk – 500 words – 1030/500 words
  • Tertiary: Jonas & Isaac – 9.5 pages – 9.66/9.5 pages
    • This Week: 2.5 pages – 9.21/2.5 pages
  • Stretch: By the Gun – 11 scenes
    • This Week: Write 3 scenes – finished scene 5/3.

Editing:

  • Primary: Flames of Renewal – Beta Edits – Through Chapter 24/24
    • This Week: Edit through Chapter 24– Through Chapter 24/24
  • Secondary: Flames of Renewal – Polish – 6/49 items polished
  • Tertiary: Stained Blood – Beta Edits
  • Stretch: Short Story Collection – Fleshing out Bree & Jenny

Reading:

  • Read: 10 books – 7/10 books
    • Aydarr(Veronica Scott) – Started this Saturday morning. Finished it Sunday afternoon.
    • Lost in Prophecy(S.M. Reine) – Started this Monday morning. Finished it Friday night.
    • A Midnight Clear(Debbie McGowan) – Started this Tuesday morning. Finished it Tuesday evening.
    • The One You Can’t Forget(Roni Loren) – Started this Wednesday afternoon. Finished it Saturday afternoon.
    • Watch Over Me(Kait Nolan) – Started this Thursday morning. Finished it Thursday afternoon.
    • Friday, I’m in Love(Mari Carr) – Started this Friday afternoon. Finished it Friday evening.
  • Listen: 10 books – 9/10
    • Everyday, Average Jones(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Saturday morning. Finished it Monday morning.
    • Harvard’s Education(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Monday morning. Finished it Monday afternoon.
    • Hawken’s Heart(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Monday evening. Finished it Tuesday afternoon.
    • The Admiral’s Bride(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Tuesday afternoon. Finished this Wednesday morning.
    • Identity: Unknown(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Wednesday morning. Finished it Wednesday evening.
    • Get Lucky(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Thursday morning. Finished it Thursday night.
    • Taylor’s Temptation(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Friday morning. Finished it Friday afternoon.
    • Night Watch(Suzanne Brockmann) – Started this Friday afternoon. On Chapter 10/17

Social Media:

  • Post 5 regular weekly posts – 9/23 posts
    • This Week:
      • Writing Wednesday 
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
      • Sunday Summary
  • Post to Patreon 3 times – 1/3 posts
    • Flames of Renewal Cover Reveal

Crafting:

  • Knit: Dunfallandy Baby Blanket – finish side 4 and finish up
    • This Week: Get through Row 56 – Through Row 56/56

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’ve gotten farther on Hawk’s story this week. And I’m skipping just a little bit ahead in the next scene. I got rather creative with punctuation to make this fit.

I’d sent him off; yes, I wanted to be sure Mr. Bentley was still safe, but that wasn’t the reason I’d done it. He was better off away from me; all of them were, but I knew I couldn’t see that happen until I could move around on my own.

Which meant I couldn’t do anything that would keep me from healing up faster. The Riders had always been there for me when even my own family wouldn’t have cared. I’d tried to reach out to my little step-brother once, through Mr. Bentley, but I’d never got a response from him, so I could only figure my father had poisoned his mind. Maybe it was just as well; I didn’t want to know how he’d turned out living in that house.

I wasn’t sure I could live with it.

He’d been a sweet boy, but that would only make him more vulnerable to a man like my father; easily twisted and molded into what he’d want from a son. That had obviously never been me. I knew that was a good thing, that I was a better person to not fit his image, but it was what I’d longed for during most of my childhood, until I learned how vile he was.

Was his little brother twisted by his father? Or might there be something else going on? And did Hawk make a big mistake by sending Devil away? Just wait and see 😀

 

“Flowers.”

Carolyne didn’t even look away from the invoice she was compiling on her computer. “Yes. That’s what I sell here. It is a flower shop.”

The man who had just stepped into the shop let out a weak laugh. “Right. Of course.”

She looked up at the man, then. He was tall, and wide. She could picture him thundering down the football field. She had seen it, too, back during high school. “Chris. What can I do for you?”

“Flowers. I really think I need some flowers.”

She watched as he scrubbed a hand over his face then ran it up into his thick dark hair. And she couldn’t help but smile and lean against her side of the counter. “How bad did you screw up?”

“Bad,” he said. “I think really, really bad. Roses aren’t going to cut it. Not with those two.”

Carolyne didn’t react to that last part. She’d seen him around with both Reagen and her girlfriend. And their relationship was none of her business. Except when he’d apparently screwed things up. “Roses never cut it. Not when it’s really important. Don’t worry, I’ve got you covered.”

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This week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was to start with a noun. I will be writing Chris’ story sometime soon. It’s not the next one on my list in the series, but I think it will be the one after that. And this might be how I introduce Carolyn into the series. I wrote about her in a Story a Day piece last month, Flower Shop, as well as a couple others that month.

I have another Fiction Friday post. Here’s this week’s prompt(chosen randomly from my pinterest board):

The guys were unusually well behaved this evening.

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Corrin stepped into the apartment and glanced around. It was never this quiet when both the guys were home, but she knew Jeremiah didn’t have a work shift. Silas was in the kitchen, stirring something on the stove. Jeremiah sat on the couch.

That was odd. The guys were unusually well behaved this evening.

“All right,” she said. “Which one of you needs to confess.”

They both turned to look at her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jeremiah said. “I’m pretty sure neither of us have done anything to confess about. Have you, Silas?”

“Nope,” the other man said. “Not that I believe in confession. I think that’s your deal, Corrin.”

She rolled her eyes and headed for the bedroom. She didn’t want to get in an argument, even a playful one, with Silas right now about her faith. It had been a long day, and she just wanted to get a shower then relax with her boys. Was there really anything so wrong with that?

She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the shower. It had been a long day at the pub. She loved working there, but sometimes it felt like too much when she had a lot going on. And now the boys were acting weird. She’d have to figure out what was up with that.

When she stepped out of the bathroom, only a towel wrapped around her, both of them were waiting for her in the bedroom. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice breaking.

“Why do you think there is?” Jeremiah asked. “We were just waiting for you to get home.”

“There’s usually more…activity involved when you’re waiting for me.”

Silas laughed. “I think she’s trying to say she expected to see us making out and waiting for her to join in.”

“We’re not that hedonistic, are we?” Jeremiah asked.

“Passionate’s the word I’d use,” Silas said. Then, he looked back at Corrin. “And we were waiting for you. It’s been a year, Corrin. Well, since you officially moved in with us and stopped claiming to simply be crashing on our couch. A year since we agreed we were going to do whatever it took to make this thing between the three of us work. I know I’m usually the…”

“Goofball?” Corrin asked, smiling even though tears blurred her vision.

“That doesn’t mean I don’t take anything seriously. I take us seriously, Corrin. I love both of you. I just want to make that clear.”

She stepped toward them and both wrapped an arm around her. “I know you do. I love you, too, both of you. We are making this work. No matter what anyone else believes.”

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I could take this a little farther, but I try to keep the steamier bits off the blog. 😉 I’ll leave it to your imagination just what happens next.

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