Chapter 3

Mollified, she started to crank the car, trying to decide if she wanted to just drive off and be done with this nightmare or roll down the window and deal with her shame.  Sometimes being an adult just sucked!  Rolling down the window, Tatiana began an explanation and Collan simply pulled out the license and handed it to her.  She quickly grasped the card but he had a Ninja death grip on it. He clearly had something to say prior to giving it to her. “For the record,” he uttered softly, “I saw the look on your face-virtually read your mind....more

Sigh...Learning the same lessons

With so many things running through my head (not unusual), I didn't know exactly what I wanted to write about. I've always believed that even the WORSE situation could yield a lesson that is useful for our lives. It's never time wasted if you've learned something from it, right? I can honestly say that this has been the case for me 99% of the time. Now, enter the 1%. In some instances, there are times when you just get hurt or experience pain, unnecessarily. I'm in the throes of one of those times. I'm no stranger to hurt....more

Chapter Two

She hurriedly shook that feeling and deftly released the sheet from the bed while simultaneously wrapping it the rest of the way around her, and glided to the adjoining bathroom....more

Chapter One

Tati slid out of the cloud-like bed, slithering free from the chiseled, cocoa arm that hung loosely around her waist like a low-slung belt.  She had enjoyed him, Lord knows she had, but spending the night was not in her plans, or his, as far as she knew.  As she swung her legs, with the ease of a gymnast, over the side of the bed and gently placed her perfectly pedicured feet on the floor she reflected on the night’s events.  The limo, her girls, the drinks, and the pulse of the music became her backdrop....more

The title is the last thing you do....

at least that's what I teach my kids when they write.  I can't really think of a title, because, I don't know what I'm going to write about.  What do I know?  I know that writing gives me a little bit of peace in a very chaotic world.  I'm a parent, so I could talk about parenting. I'm a single woman, so I could discuss dating and relationships-ad nauseum....more