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Writing Wednesday: A Little Slower

I’m not quite as far ahead this week as I was last week. But, I’m still making progress. We had a busy weekend, and the kids have had vacation bible school this week. Mother in law picks them up and takes them in, husband brings them home. Which gives me a few hours in the evening of having the house all to myself.

Not much else going on this week. Though it seems we might finally be lice free. Can I do a happy dance now? Cautiously optimistic right now, since yesterday is the first day I found none when combing through the girl’s hair. For about a week before that, I’d been finding about 2 each day. They just didn’t seem to want to give it up. But, hopefully now they’re gone.

I’m still working on Nowhere to Run this week, so you actually get something from that this week for WiPPet Wednesday. This is just after James and Tracy meet for the first time. James’ brother, and a couple others are taking him out for his 21st birthday. They’ve just ordered him his first drinks. I have 9 paragraphs(1+8 for the day)

James stared at the waitress who had just turned and gone back to the bar with the orders. He wasn’t even sure what the guys had ordered him to drink. He didn’t really care, either. He thought he might already be intoxicated.
What had just happened there?
His brother laughing drew him out of his thoughts. “What’s so funny?” he asked.
“You,” Todd said, still chuckling. “You look like you’ve been pole-axed.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Todd put his arm aver James’ shoulders. “Don’t worry. It’s natural. I’m pretty sure I felt the same when I first saw Jade. My god, was she lovely? And so often spitting fire at me.”
“She still seems to do that,” James said, shrugging his brother’s arm away as he saw Tracy heading back their way with a tray of drinks. “Stop being an idiot. This is nothing like that.”
Todd snorted, but James ignored him, keeping his gaze on the waitress. “Yeah, no,” Todd said. “Not a thing like that. Not at all.”
Even James could hear the sarcasm in his voice.

Already in denial, James? How long are you going to be able to keep that up? 😉

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  • Primary: Heart to Heart – finish Story Toolkit
    • This Week: Event Brainstorm 1 & 2
  • Secondary: Heart to Heart – Outline Act 1, List rest of scenes
  • Tertiary: Nowhere to Run – Outline Act 2
    • This Week: Outline – 20/20 scenes outlined
  • Stretch: Neil & Lin(Rileys #2) – Brainstorm


  • Primary: Nowhere to Run – Draft through Chapter 14/~25000 words – 15054/25000 words
    • This Week: Write 6 scenes – Finished scene 4/6
  • Secondary: Side Projects – 5000 words – 3329/5000 words
    • This Week:
      • Arresting Callum – 275 words – 0/275 words
      • Hawk – 250 words – 0/250 words
      • Jacob & Matthew – 250 words – 0/250 words
  • Tertiary: Jonas & Isaac – 15 pages – 7.25/15 pages
    • This Week: 3.5 pages – 0/3.5 pages
  • Stretch: By the Gun – 4 Chapters – 2/4 chapters
    • This Week: Chapter 3– 0/3 scenes


  • Primary: Short Story Collection
    • This Week: Bree & Jenny – 1 scene
  • Secondary: Stained Blood – Beta Edits(as I get chapters back)
  • Tertiary: Flames of Renewal – Proofread(once I get it back from proofreader)
  • Stretch: Law of Choice – CP edits(if I get it back this month)


  • Flames of Renewal


  • Read: 20 books – 19/20 books
    • Country Heaven(Ava Miles) – Started this Sunday morning. Finished it Sunday evening.
    • Two by Two(Debbie McGowan) – Started this Sunday evening. At 79%
  • Listen: 5 books – 10/5
    • Rescue My Heart(Jill Shalvis) – Started this Monday morning. Finished it Monday night.
    • Rumor Has It(Jill Shalvis) – Started this Tuesday morning. On Chapter 26/28

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    • This Week:
      • Writing Wednesday
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
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    • This Week: Coming Soon

Writing Wednesday: Another Showing

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.

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  • 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


  • 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


  • 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


  • 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

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    • This Week:
      • Writing Wednesday 
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
      • Sunday Summary
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    • Flames of Renewal Cover Reveal
    • What I’m Working On


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

Fiction Friday: Midas’ Daughter – “James”

I’m back with another scene from Midas’ Daughter. Today we’re back to Calla, who is about to find out just what her father is up to.

“It’s about time.”
Her father didn’t even look at her as she walked into his study. Didn’t take the time to see what she’d done with her hair or that she’d put a dress on. He only knew she’d kept him, and whoever his guest was, waiting.
“Sorry, Father,” she said. “I didn’t know to expect company.”
Her father didn’t respond or even look at her. “You’re almost twenty-one,” he said. “It’s time you took on the duties of this household instead of wasting your time playing with that horse.”
Her throat burned, but she held back the tears. She wouldn’t cry, not in front of her father and certainly not in front of the man sitting across the parlor. What duties didn’t she already do? But, that wouldn’t be the right question to ask. He’d likely list them. Not that it was ever something he’d brought up before. She felt the other man’s eyes on her. She wouldn’t embarrass herself or her father in front of him.
“I understand, Father.” Even though she didn’t. Not at all.
“Good. Your birthday is in two weeks. We’ll be having a party here. The housekeeper and butler have the plans and guest list. Make sure they don’t screw anything up.”
What was she supposed to say? He expected her to oversee her own party. A party she hadn’t even asked for. Likely to prove a point. Or humiliate her when it all went wrong. Did he think she’d done that to him the other night? She’d been trying to help. Why was that so wrong?
Calla kept her hands at her sides but felt them trembling. She wanted to be back out in the stable with Ariadne. And Flip. No, she shouldn’t think about him, she knew he didn’t think about her. Instead, she had to be in feeling like she was a child having her hand slapped. She couldn’t believe he was doing this. What had she ever done to deserve him to treat her this way?
He didn’t wait for her answer anyway. “This is James Adair. He’ll be a special guest at your party. I expect you to show him around until then and treat him with the utmost respect.”
This was all hard to swallow, but she nodded. “Yes, Father.” This wouldn’t give her any time to spend at the stables with Ariadne. Which may be his point. He made it even clearer when he stopped her at the door to the study.
“After the party, you’ll be engaged or he’ll be buying your horse.”
No! She’d almost thought she’d shouted the word, but neither man reacted. They had her whole future planned out for her, and it wasn’t one she wanted. She either got married and got to keep Ariadne, or she’d lose everything. And without a penny to her name until he released her trust fund, there wasn’t anything she could really do. Anywhere she could go to get away from this.
“I understand, Father.” She only wished she didn’t.

Flames A-Z: Zachary Brooke

This is the final installment of  my Flames A-Z posts. I may do another one for one of my other series for the official A-Z challenge in April. We’ll see. I’ve stretched this out quite a bit, but it’s been fun.

Zachary Brooke is the younger son of Robert and Carol Brooke. James is his older brother. Zachary is just under a year younger than his brother, and they did pretty much everything together. Both went into the fire service, got married within a year of each other, and Zachary’s daughter was just about a year younger than James’ son.

Zachary was always the more impulsive, reckless of the two. He got into situations that James usually ended up having to drag him out of. Sometimes literally. He was light; blond hair, blue eyes with a very bright, outgoing personality. James was the darker one, almost black hair, green eyes, and a much more serious demeanor.

Zachary married Angela before he even turned twenty. Their daughter, Kayla, was born less than a year later. They were still celebrating that when Zachary carried his nephew out of a burning house. He stood with his brother as he had to bury his family. But, he didn’t know what to do when his brother wanted to hide away their memories as well, as if that would erase all the grief.

Zach and Angela wanted to add to their family, but it was ten years later before their son, Jeremiah, was born. Both of his children showed an interest in following him into the fire service. That worried him a bit, knowing the dangers it held. So, he asked both of them to put in at least two years at a regular college before they decided to join the fire department. He didn’t stop either of them from volunteering with the department once they were old enough, though. In fact, it made him proud they wanted to.

When Kayla joined the department, it quickly became apparent that she took after her father in more than just looks. And that really scared Zachary. But, he still supported her. He realized how rough things must have been on his brother as he tried to make sure she never took the recklessness too far. Then, due to some health concerns, he needed to retire from the fire department. He couldn’t keep that eye on her any longer. But, she was already starting to trail with his brother to become an investigator.

Retirement isn’t going easy for him. But, his daughter is married, his brother has finally found love again and is making a new family. And his son is finishing that second year of college and getting ready to join the fire department as well.

A to Z: Z is for Zachary Brooke


For the last post of this challenge, I was going to write about fire zones, but I changed my mind. For this one, we get a little glimpse of Kayla’s father(and James’ brother). Zachary Brooke never got his own story(though I wouldn’t be adverse to going back in time and playing with that idea). He met his wife, Angela, about the same time his older brother was getting married. Less than a year apart, James and Zachary did almost everything at the same time. They went to the fire academy at the same time, joined the department at the same time. He married within months of his brother, and found out his wife was pregnant right around the time his nephew was born.

Going into the fire service was about the only way they were similar, though. James was tall and dark, whereas Zachary was smaller and light. James had dark brown hair, nearly black, and green eyes. Zach has blond hair and blue eyes. James always referred to him as the golden boy, not just for those looks, but also because trouble never seemed to stick to him. Zachary was always a bit impulsive and reckless(which he seemed to pass on to his daughter) and ran into situations without thinking. James was always there to back him up, which was probably a good part of the reason trouble never seemed to find him.

And a little snippet(this is from near the end of James’ story, Flames of Renewal, so if you haven’t figured out that will end happily ever after, you might want to skip this):

She leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “You should get some rest. I know the others want to see you though. Do you want me to send Zach in?”
“That’s fine,” he murmured, his eyes refusing to stay open. “Will you stay with me?”
“The doctor only wants one person at a time in here, but I’ll be in the waiting room when you’re up for more company.”
He didn’t have the strength to tell her that wasn’t what he’d meant. He felt her press another kiss to his face then she was gone. He had drifted off again though before his brother came into the room. He was woken by his strong voice telling about the time he’d followed Zach to a rundown house, and Zach had kept him from falling through the second floor to-
“I remember that incident quite differently,” he interrupted, his mouth twisting into a wry smile.
Zachary chuckled. “I thought a lie might pull you out of it.”
He glanced toward the door. “Is Teresa still out there?”
Zachary nodded. “We’ve already done one circuit through here. She even brought Avery in to see you for a couple minutes. Then, her parents took the girl to their house for the night.”
James shifted on the bed. “How long was I out of it this time?”
“A couple hours. You lost quite a bit of blood. You need to rest up so you can get some strength back.”
He glanced toward the door again. At least this time he could keep his eyes open. He wanted to see Teresa again, but he needed to take care of something else first. “Is Dad out there?”
Zachary shook his head. “He was for a little bit, but he went home. Said he didn’t want to sit around here waiting for you to get your lazy ass up.”
James laughed. He doubted those had been his exact words. “Can you call him and ask if he remembers what he did with Mom’s ring?”
He saw his brother’s eyes narrow. “You said you didn’t want it. She left it to you, but you didn’t want it.”
It would have been Sarah’s if she’d lived long enough. He couldn’t feel the guilt for that. Not when so much love filled him now. “I didn’t want it then. I do now.”

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