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Writing Wednesday: The End

Well, it’s almost the end of the month. And the RoW80 round ended last week. And just this morning, I wrote ‘The End’ on Flames of Knowledge! So, lots of ending going on around here.

Not a whole lot else going on. Got the kids’ report cards on Thursday. Both were great. Essentially all “A”s(they don’t actually use a letter grade anymore. it’s: Advanced, Proficient, Approaching Proficient, Basic, and Below Basic). The lowest either of them got this year was proficient. They were both promoted to the next grade(obviously) so I now have a 2nd & 5th grader. But first 2 more months of summer vacation to go.

Since I finished the first draft this morning, this will be the last snippet I share from Flames of Knowledge. At least until it makes it to the top of my editing list. I have 10 paragraphs(2+7=9+ 1 celebratory bonus one).

When he stepped outside, he nearly ran into Silas. “What are you doing here?” Connor asked him.
“Coming to see you. Jer’s at the station, and Corrin might as well have been swallowed by her computer.”
“Aw, and poor Silas didn’t have anyone to lavish him with attention?”
Silas laughed and lightly punched Connor’s shoulder. “Gio’s right. You are a brat.”
“Sorry. That was mean.”
Silas shook his head. “No, it was good. You don’t usually come up with those so easily. Maybe Ames is good for you.”
Connor could feel his cheeks heating by the minute. “So, why did you come by? I’m sure you have other people to keep you company.”
“But, I wanted to see you. Anyway, most of them don’t understand what I have with Jeremiah and Corrin. You know scientists. So logical.” He let out a mock shudder.
“Silas, I don’t understand what you have with them.”
“But, you accept it. That’s the difference.”

I didn’t even realize Silas and Connor were friends until I started planning this one out. So, I’ll probably have to go back through Playing with Fire and work that friendship in more. I guess that is one good thing about being so far ahead in writing the series, I can go back and add things when I realize something new about the characters who keep popping up.

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 
  • Stretch: Heart to Heart – Plot Summaries 
  • Stretch2: Heart to Heart – Story Toolkit – 6/19 sheets
    • This Week – Sheet 3(also sheet 4, 5a, & 5b)

Writing:

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – 1st draft – 19996/~20000 words – so close, but the first draft is done!
    • This Week: Chapter 38, 39, 40, 41, & 42
  • Secondary: Side Projects – 850 words – 6303/850 words
    • This Week:
      • Hawk – 100 words – 133/100 words
      • Jacob & Matthew – 100 words – 196/100 words
      • Arresting Callum(back story to Flames of Redemption) – 100 words – 134/100 words
  • Tertiary: Jonas & Isaac – 9.5 pages – 12.58/9.5 pages
    • This Week: Type 1 chapter
  • Stretch: By the Gun – 11 scenes – 11/11 scenes(I’ve still got about 4 scenes in this part to finish)
    • This Week: Chapter 12, 13

Editing:

  • Primary: Flames of Renewal – Beta Edits 
  • Secondary: Flames of Renewal – Polish 
  • Tertiary: Stained Blood – Beta Edits
  • Stretch: Short Story Collection – Fleshing out Bree & Jenny
    • This Week: 5 scenes – 1/5 scenes

Reading:

  • Read: 10 books – 25/10 books
    • More Than Music(Elizabeth Briggs) – Started this Sunday morning. Finished it Sunday evening.
    • Light Up the Night(Laura Trentham) – Started this Sunday evening. Finished it Sunday night.
    • Hold Your Breath(Katie Ruggle) – Started this Monday evening. Finished it Tuesday night.
  • Listen: 10 books – 19/10
    • Dash of Peril(Lori Foster) – Started this Thursday afternoon. Finished it Sunday morning.
    • Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe(Benjamin Alire Saenz) – Started this Monday morning. Finished it Monday afternoon.
    • American Pharoah(Joe Drape) – Started this Tuesday morning. Finished it Tuesday evening.
    • Rock Courtship(Nalini Singh) – Started this Tuesday evening. Finished it Wednesday morning.
    • Rock Redemption(Nalini Singh) – Started this Wednesday morning. On Chapter 10/42.

Social Media:

  • Post 5 regular weekly posts – 20/23 posts
    • This Week:
      • Writing Wednesday
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
      • Sunday Summary
  • Post to Patreon 3 times – 3/3 posts
    • Flames of Renewal Cover Reveal
    • What I’m Working On
    • Coming Soon

Crafting:

  • Knit: Dunfallandy Baby Blanket – finish side 4 and finish up

Fiction Friday: “How Brilliant”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Silas said.

“But, you love telling people how brilliant you are. At length.”

Silas laughed, even though he’d been feeling pretty miserable before Lin showed up. They always seemed to know what to say to pull him out of his head. “I screwed up, okay? I was sure the plan would work, would make things better with Corrin’s dad. I think I just made them worse.”

Lin ran the tips of their fingers through his hair. “From what Neil said, you aren’t going to be able to do anything to fix that situation. It has to come from her dad.”

“I know, but I hate seeing how much this hurts her.”

“You really do love her, don’t you?”

“Both of them,” he murmured. “I love both of them.” He blew out a breath. “But, backing up, since when are you and Neil Riley on a first name basis? I thought you two just met.”

He watched as Lin’s cheeks reddened. “Oh, this is going to be good,” Silas said, grinning at them. “Take it from me, Lin, the Rileys know how to twist you up. But they make you pretty sure it’s the only way you want to be for the rest of your life.”

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This links back to a story I wrote last month, Arrested. Silas is in a relationship with Corrin and Jeremiah(their story was written in Playing with Fire). Corrin is Neil’s little sister. And Lin showed up when I started writing Flames of Knowledge. And they told me that they and Neil had a story to tell. I’m still not sure exactly what that story will be. But, this is at least the beginning of it.

Fiction Friday: “Unusually Well Behaved”

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.

Writing Wednesday: Slow Week

This week started out slow. Monday I woke late, and didn’t have time to get any of my ‘first thing in the morning’ writing done. Which always tends to throw me off. I did manage a little writing later in the morning, but my usual focus just wasn’t there. I did keep on track with Story a Day and I was able to do some plotting and work on Jonas & Isaac’s story in the notebook. But my other goals didn’t really happen.

Tuesday I woke up with my alarm and to an email from my beta reader for Flames of Renewal. So, a much better start to the day. 🙂 I did get more written though not nearly as much as I wanted to. It doesn’t seem to matter how much I tell my brain it’s time to work this week, it goes “but wouldn’t just reading be more fun.” Well, sure, but that doesn’t mean I can just forget about everything else. Stupid brain.

We’ll see if I can do better today. Though it’s been another slow start. Hopefully it’ll pick up.

Now, it’s time for another WiPPetWednesday! Today I only have one snippet for you. Still working on Jonas & Isaac and things are getting pretty intense there. But, for now, I’m just going to share from Flames of Knowledge. Today I have 9 paragraphs where Silas shows up at Connor’s apartment(I was actually struggling until Silas showed up. He’s such a scene stealer).

 “Did you just want to touch all my things, or is there a valid reason you’re here?” He didn’t mean to sound impatient, but he really wanted to get back to his canvas, now that he had a vision clear in his head.
Silas turned toward him and winked. “I wouldn’t mind touching your things, Connor, but I can only handle one Riley at a time. And Corrin’s taking up that spot.”
Connor’s face suddenly felt on fire. He hadn’t even realized there would be an innuendo for Silas to pick up. Of course, sometimes he thought the other man plucked them right out of the air. “That’s not what I meant.”
Silas snickered. “I know, but you made it too easy. What have you been up to? I imagine it isn’t letting anyone else touch your things. Lin said you haven’t been by the group lately.”
Connor could feel his face flushing hot again. “The beginning of the semester has been chaotic.”
“Lin’s just been worried. Are you sure everything’s okay?”
“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“Because you’re acting weird.” He grinned. “Weirder than usual, I mean.”
“Haha, very funny,” Connor commented. “And I’m not acting weird.”

Color Code:

Finished/Monthly Goal Met

Progress

Nothing Done

Set Aside

Plotting:

  • Primary: Craving You – Story Toolkit 
    • This Week – Supporting Characters, Character Arc 1, Character Arc 2, Romance Arc, Subplot
  • Secondary: Craving You – Outline Act 1 
  • Tertiary: Flames of Knowledge – Outline Acts 3 & 4
  • Stretch: Heart to Heart – Brainstorm

Writing

  • Primary: Flames of Knowledge – 1st draft – 6346/~35000 words
    • This Week: Get through Chapter 28 – On Chapter 25/28
  • Side Projects – 3350 words – 1258/3350 words
    • This Week: Riley Fire – 1000 words – 443/1000 words
  • Jonas & Isaac – 15 pages – 5.17/15 pages
    • This Week: 3.5 pages – 2/3.5 pages
  • By the Gun – 6 scenes

Editing

  • Primary: Flames of Renewal – Beta edits(I wasn’t sure if I’d get these back before the end of the month, so I hadn’t initially included it. But I did) – started compiling comments into Scrivener
  • Primary2: Stained Blood – Beta edits
  • Secondary: Short Story Collection
    • Bree & Jenny
      • This Week: 5 scenes – 0/5 scenes finished
    • Goin’ Down
    • Meeting Jonas*
    • Changing History
  • Tertiary: Paint Me a Picture – Transfer to Scrivener
  • Stretch: Law of Choice – send to CP – sent another message to CP to see if she’s ready for it yet.

Reading:

  • Read: 20 books – 5/20
    • Love and Murder(Kassandra Lamb) – Started this Saturday night. At 87%
    • Hold Me Down Hard(Cathryn Fox) – Read this Monday afternoon.
    • Danger in the Stars(Veronica Scott) – Started this Tuesday afternoon. Finished it Tuesday evening.
    • In the Stars Part II(Debbie McGowan) – Started this Wednesday morning. At 3%
  • Listen: 5 books – 5/5 books
    • The Darkest Corner(Liliana Hart) – Started this Friday morning. Finished it Monday afternoon.
    • Full Package(Lauren Blakely) – Started this Monday afternoon. Finished it Tuesday morning.
    • Big Rock(Lauren Blakely) – Started this Tuesday afternoon. On Chapter 26/33

Social Media

  • Primary: Post 5 regular weekly posts – 6/21
    • This week:
      • Writing Wednesday
      • Fiction Friday
      • Stream of Consciousness Saturday
      • Weekend Writing Warriors
      • Sunday Summary
  • Secondary: Post 31 stories for Story a Day – 8/31
  • Tertiary: Make 3 Patreon posts0/3

Crafting

  • Knit: Dunfallandy Baby Blanket
    • This Week – Finish Side 2 – 56/56 rows
  • Crochet: Boxy Blanket
    • This week – Get through Row 70 – 60/70 rows

A to Z Challenge – S is for Silas Lunden

Name: Silas Lunden

Age: 20 years old

Description: Silas is tall and a little on the scrawny side. He has nearly black hair, bright blue eyes, and wears glasses.

Short Bio: Silas is the oldest child of Henry and Sally Lunden. He has two younger sisters, Shelby and Hadley. When Silas was twelve, they moved to Crystal Glen. During the next school year, he met Jeremiah Brooke while playing baseball. They became fast friends.

When he was fifteen, Jeremiah is the first person he told he was attracted to guys. Jeremiah barely even blinked at the revelation. Coming out to his parents went just about as well. Silas had always been pretty comfortable in his own skin. Unfortunately, he was also pretty sure he was in love with his best friend. And also sure Jeremiah would never return those feelings.

He played baseball through high school and got an athletic scholarship to the local college, where he majored in biophysics. At his high school graduation party, he took a risk and kissed Jeremiah when no one was watching. It wasn’t the last time they kissed that summer, but they never really talked about what it meant.

And shortly after Silas started his first semester of classes(Jeremiah was a year behind him, so still in high school), Jeremiah had a girlfriend. So, Silas figured their kissing days were over. Jeremiah started getting distant that winter, and Silas was afraid they’d damaged their friendship. That summer he found out he’d been wrong. Jeremiah had been questioning himself but not their friendship.

When the next fall semester started, they had a dorm room together. Silas also had a boyfriend, so nothing happened between them. But, now they’re getting an apartment just off campus together and both are single, so who knows what will happen(haha! I do :p)

Snippet:

Silas rapped his knuckles on the back door then pushed it open without waiting for a response. “Hey, Mrs. Brooke,” he said, walking over and snatching a strip of green pepper she’d just cut. He popped it into his mouth even as she shifted a look his way.

“Those are for dinner, Silas,” she told him. “Are you going to be joining us? Jeremiah should be coming down from his room soon.”

“Yeah. Sure,” he said, hoping he didn’t sound too eager.

“Good,” she said with a soft smile. “We haven’t seen you around much this summer. That boyfriend’s been keeping you away.”

His smile fell, and she seemed to notice, her eyes going soft. “What happened?”

He shrugged one shoulder. “Nonsense. I didn’t need his drama anyways.” He’d claimed not to want to share Silas with Jeremiah. Silas hadn’t been able to convince him that wasn’t the situation. So, no, he didn’t need the drama. He also wasn’t going to tell Jeremiah’s mother any of that. Not until Jer told his family he was bi. He didn’t want to be the one to put any suspicions in their mind and have them questioning Jeremiah.

“Well, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

He smiled again. “Just fine. I bounce back.”

She gave a little laugh then hugged him. “You’re always welcome here, you know.”

“Thanks, Mrs. B,” he said before disentangling himself. “I think I’ll go up and see what Jeremiah’s up to.

“Okay. Tell him dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes. His uncle’s here, and his sister and Adrian are coming over, too.”

“Will do,” he said, walking backward through the door to the living room. He gave a wave to the two Brooke men in the living room then lunged up the stairs. He didn’t even bother knocking, just opened Jeremiah’s door and stepped in.

Jeremiah looked up from the book he was reading. It looked thick, like a textbook. “Seriously? It’s summer, Jer. I’m not even that obsessive about things.”

Jeremiah laughed and set the book aside. Essentials of Firefighting. Well, that made sense then. He always seemed to be studying that book. “Thought you weren’t applying to the fire academy for another year.”

“I’m not, but it never hurts to study.”

With a shake of his head, Silas moved over to the bed to join him. “Dinner’s in fifteen minutes according to your mom,” he said. “So we only have a little time for this.” He slipped a hand behind Jeremiah’s head and pressed his mouth to his friend’s.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: “Contrast”

Silas dumped a little more sugar than the recipe called for into the bowl. He was a scientist after all. He liked to experiment. And really, could something be too sweet? He laughed to himself a little as he reached for the week, mixing the sugar into the cranberries he’d already mashed up. He watched the contrast of the white mixing in with the red until they were all one.

With his finger, he tasted some of it and grinned. “Yep,” he murmured. “Just sweet enough.”

“Of course you are,” Corrin said, coming up behind him and wrapping an arm around his waist.

He grinned before bringing her hand up to his mouth and kissing her palm. “I think you’ve got that mixed up, Cor. You’re the sweet one around here.”

He could feel her tension as she stayed pressed against him, knew she was nervous about today. He wanted to throttle her father for ever making her doubt she’d be welcome–they would be–around her own family.

He turned toward her and pressed his lips to hers. When she pulled back, she was grinning. “That does taste sweet. What are you making?”

“Cranberry glaze for the chocolate cake I baked and frosted earlier. Think that will pay my entry into your family’s Christmas?”

Her face fell, and he knew the joke hadn’t hit its mark. He gathered her into his arms again. “I’m kidding. If anyone says a word, I won’t let them have even a sliver of the cake.”

She let out a soft huff of laughter, though it might have been closer to a sob. They’d been together, all three of them, for over a year and a half now. Eventually her father, and some other extended family members, would have to accept this was a forever situation.

“Jeremiah should be home anytime,” she said. “I thought he would have been already.”

“He called me while you were in writing. He decided to stop at Kayla and Adrian’s on his way home.”

“We’re going to be seeing them tomorrow before we head over to your parents’. Why’s he stop now.”

“Something about last minute gifts he needed to wrap without us seeing. You know how he is.”

“Sweet,” she said, smiling at him. He liked seeing that smile. It was better than the pinched, worried look whenever her father made a comment about their non-traditional relationship. “Just like you. I’m going to get a shower and change before he gets here.”

He watched her moved off toward the bathroom, swallowed the urge to follow her, and turned back to his preparations. She usually wanted to be alone to compose herself before they headed to see her family. And he needed to finish up this cake and have it ready to go before they needed to head out.

And if any of her family gave her a hard time, he’d do more than not allow them a piece of his cake. They’d been through enough to be together. It was time her family accepted them just as they were.

If they couldn’t, maybe they didn’t deserve a place in Corrin’s life anymore.

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt was to use “contrast”. This is part of a Christmas short I started writing this week using a prompt from a Patreon I subscribe to. Cranberries is part of that prompt(I worked one of the other words into another scene–with Jeremiah–) and still have one more word to work in, which will probably be in a scene from Corrin’s POV. I’m hoping to have it up on my Patreon page sometime in the coming week.

Fiction Friday: Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

Life as we know it has been forever changed. I just realized I’m in love with my best friend. This is the worst day ever.

Silas rubbed the eraser hard over the page in his journal. Why had he even written that? It certainly wasn’t something he wanted anyone else to read. And considering he kept finding his little sisters in his room, there was a good chance it would be.

And it was rather dramatic, even for him. But, really, how could this even be a good thing? If Jeremiah ever found out…he shook his head. That could very well be the end to their friendship. And that was something he didn’t think he could take.

No, he couldn’t let him find out. Erasing the words wasn’t good enough. He ripped the page out and crumpled it up. Not, that wasn’t enough either. He ripped it up and buried it deep in the garbage can.

There, that was better. Nothing had to change. Nothing at all.

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If you’ve read any snippets I’ve shared of Playing with Fire in the past, you’ll know all Silas’ worries are unfounded. 😀

Fiction Friday: “Wrong Calculations”

I’ve finished posting Staring at the Sun to Wattpad, and I’m far from ready to start posting Hawk’s story there(it’s only maybe half written, so it will probably be sometime next year). But, I didn’t want to drop my Fiction Friday posts completely. So, I thought I’d write some short stories flash fiction style. I did some browsing on Pinterest and found a bunch of prompts(21 to date, to be exact), some dialogue, some idea-based. I plan to choose one at random each week and base a story on it. These may involve current characters or brand new ones. They should all be under 1000 words, some may come close to that, while others might be more like drabbles. We’ll just have to see how that all works out.

So, now for this week’s:

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“Come on, when have my calculations ever been wrong?”

“Well…” Corrin said, a grin spreading across her face.

“Shut up,” Silas said, grinning around the wooden spoon he’d just lifted to his mouth, “that was one time.”

“Well, you’re the one who asked,” she retorted, hitting a few more keys on her computer then exiting out of whatever she was writing. Must be steamy if she wouldn’t even let him read it.

“This isn’t even the same thing. I didn’t take human behavior into that calculation. This is just about which spices I need to make the sauce just right.” He pursed his lips. “Nope, not quite.”

She laughed and pushed up from the chair. It was a good sound to hear, especially after the shadows he’d seen flit through her eyes when he mentioned that other occurrence. They didn’t talk about it, not even vaguely. Even if it would maybe be better if they did.

But, instead of pushing, Silas reached out and pulled her into him. She didn’t even pretend to resist. He settled his mouth on hers, and she opened instantly, her tongue running along his lip.

When she pulled back, her eyes were sparkling up at him. “I think you got the calculations just right.”

The door opened before he could respond, but he didn’t look away from Corrin. “Well, this is a surprise,” Jeremiah said as he came into the kitchen. “Usually I come home to the two of you arguing.”

He brushed his lips over Corrin’s mouth then leaned in to kiss Silas, just a little harder. “Mmm. Dinner’s going to be good tonight.”

I know I’ve shared some of Silas, Jeremiah, and Corrin on the blog before. But, if you didn’t know, these three are the main characters in Playing with Fire(which I drafted earlier this year). And yes, all three of them are together in a committed relationship. And this is a bit of their “After Happy Ever After”.

Story a Day: Day 31 – “Your Book”

Silas kept the bag clutched under his arm as he opened the door and stepped inside. “Honeys, I’m home,” he called out.

He heard a soft giggle from the kitchen and headed that way. They’d traded the apartment him and Jeremiah had shared the last several years for one with a bigger master bedroom and a small bedroom Corrin had turned into an office. There was no need for separate bedrooms when the three of them spent most nights in the same bed.

Silas stepped into the kitchen and saw Corrin leaning back against the counter, Jeremiah pressed right up to her, his hands under her shirt. Nope, never mind. The shirt was gone now, tossed back behind him.

“You two couldn’t wait, huh?” he asked, placing the bag on the table and stepping up behind Jeremiah. “Didn’t think I might want to join the party.”

Corrin smiled at him, just shy of a grin. “Nothing’s stopping you now, is it?”

He buried his mouth against the back of Jeremiah’s neck, smothering his own grin. She was in a saucy mood today. He loved it.

Corrin reached around Jeremiah, her hand sliding over Silas’ hip. He grasped it and squeezed gently. He was pressed close enough to Jeremiah to feel his groan when both their mouths were on his skin.

Silas released Corrin’s hands and slid his under Jeremiah’s shirt. “Not fair for Corrin to be the only one without clothes,” he said as he pulled it over the man’s head.

“I vote we all lose them,” Corrin said.

Silas laughed and winked at her. “It’s like we share a brain or something. I knew there was a reason I liked you.”

“Then maybe we should take this out of the kitchen,” Jeremiah suggested, his voice roughened. The sound sent a warm shiver down Silas’ spine.

Silas stepped back and waited for his two lovers to join him. But, as they headed for the bedroom, Corrin froze. “What’d you get at the bookstore?” she asked.

“Oh, right,” he said. “I was going to show you that. Shelby wanted me to see if they had a book she’s been looking for, and I saw that while I was there. I wasn’t sure they’d carry it, but there were actually two copies. I bought one of them.”

Obviously, he thought. Idiot. He didn’t even know why he was nervous. He wasn’t the one who had written the book. But, he didn’t know what Corrin would think about him buying a copy.

“They didn’t,” she said, and he wasn’t sure if she was excited or anxious. Then, she was tearing into the bag and pulling the book out. She let out a laugh, that had maybe a slight tinge of hysteria to it. “I can’t believe this. I mean, I already have my copy of it, but I never thought a store around here would carry it.” She grinned as she looked down at the book cover, the name ‘Corrin Riley’ printed right under the title.

He glanced over at Jeremiah and saw a grin on his face, too. He wondered if Corrin knew how proud they were of her. She flipped through the book, seeming to revel in the feel of the pages against her hand. She stopped at one of the last pages. She let out another little laugh then read “Corrin Riley resides with her boyfriends…I still can’t get over that they did include the plural form.”

“You did say this publisher was inclusive. Our living situation shouldn’t be that big a deal,” Jeremiah said.

She smiled. “True. Otherwise they might not have accepted my genderqueer fairies in a poly relationship story. But, that’s fiction.”

“And our life isn’t,” Silas said. “And they respect that.” He took the book from her and set it back on the table. “Now, I believe we were in the middle of something.”

She laughed and leaned in to press her lips to his. Jeremiah wrapped his arms around her waist from behind her, his fingers brushing over Silas’ belt. “I do so love being in the middle of you two,” she said.

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Last day of Story a Day and today’s prompt was to write about a writer. These characters are from a novel I drafted earlier in the year. A little something of a “after the happy ever after” moment. 🙂

Stream of Consciousness: “Any”

Any way she looked at it, Corrin knew she was a mess. She couldn’t help but think that way, no matter how many times Jeremiah tried to tell her otherwise. Kicked out of school for something she hadn’t even done, crashing on her friend’s couch. Absolutely no sign of anything going right in her future. What was she supposed to do?

Maybe a good start would be to stop lusting after said friend who’d been letting her crash his apartment for the last two months.

She let out a soft laugh as she poured coffee into her insulated mug then walked over to where she’d set up her computer on the kitchen table. Yeah, that would be a lot easier said than done. Especially when she could recall the way Jeremiah had looked in his firefighter uniform before he left the apartment yesterday morning.

She shouldn’t be one turned on by a man in uniform. Should be used to it. About half her family members were cops, including her father and older brother.

She rubbed her thumb over her temple then sat at the computer. Doing some research for this new story idea might help distract her from everything else going on. She was usually good at losing herself in that.

A movement across the room brought her attention away from the computer as she’d barely even gotten started, though. She glanced up. Jeremiah’s roommate, Silas, stood there blinking at her. After two months, he couldn’t still be surprised to see her there. He rubbed a hand over his face and said, “At least you made coffee if you’re going to be up this early.”

She snorted and brought her attention back to her computer. “This is nothing. I’ve been up earlier.”

He muttered something she couldn’t quite make out, likely about her mental health, and she decided it would be better to just ignore it. Ignore him. As if lusting after her friend wasn’t enough, adding his best friend and roommate in would be even worse.

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It’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again! Today’s prompt was to begin a post with the word “any”, bonus points if the theme of the post was another A word(which mine isn’t). I’m still plotting Heart of Christmas, but it’s also Camp NaNoWriMo time, so I’m using today’s prompt to get some of those words in(other than blog posts, I don’t usually write much on the weekends, but I didn’t want to wait until day 3 to start). So today you get some of Playing with Fire(you may remember these characters from my Just Jot It posts in January). This post is separate from my A-Z challenge day 1 post, but you can check that out here if you want.

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