NaNoWriMo – Day Seven

Well, today is day seven of NaNoWriMo, and it’s going well. Just passed the 15,000 word count today. This is the rewriting of Cinderella for Decadent Publishing  and it’s not going to be long enough for the full sized novel. But I have a few other short stories that I’ll slip in. I also have the western novel that I was working on before Nano began.

So, plenty of good things going on. The words are coming out and the internal editor is firmly at bay.

Double Trouble: Chapter 18

Wednesday Briefs

Josh deals with the aftermath of the ice storm. For more free flash reading check out the list of authors at the bottom of this post.

Chapter 18

“Daddy, I wanna go outside with Sammy. I wanna play.”

Trent paused from cleaning the twin’s room. “Danny. You know you can’t get up yet. If you want to go to the living room or something I can carry you, though.”

“This just stupid. I feel fine. I wanna go play.”

“No, the doctor said one more week and then you can start walking a little. But you have to be careful so you don’t end up back in the hospital.”

Danny crossed his arms over his chest and glared at Trent. “Don’t like hospital. All they do is poke me.”

“I know. Daddy had to help hold you down every time. I didn’t have fun either. So we don’t want to do that again, do we?”


“So you’re going to stay put then. Right?”

“Okay. But not happy about it.”

“No, I’m sure you aren’t. You be a big boy and we’ll see about a burger and fries today for supper. We can all ride to town together.”

“I want a good burger.”

“Yes, I know. Your favorite. Now, do you want to watch cartoons here, or in the living room?”

“Living room. Can I have lemonade?”

“Yes, Da just made a whole pitcher for you before he took Sammy outside.”


Trent scooped Danny into his arms, careful of the cast going from foot to upper thigh. He eased through the house and gently lowered the small figure to the couch. He searched around to find the remote, and handed it to Danny. “You all situated?”

Danny had already flipped on the TV, scanning the channels. “Yeah, I’m good.”

“Okay, I’ll be right here in the kitchen fixing lunch if you need me.”

“Okay.” Danny never looked up from the television as he flipped through channels.

Trent chuckled as he moved into the kitchen and started pulling food out of the refrigerator. He heard the door open and close, and then a pair of muscular arms wrap around him. He twisted in Josh’s embrace and they kissed. “He’s about to drive me crazy. He’s a worse patient than me.”

Josh glanced over his shoulder to see Danny sitting with his arms folded over his chest. He was a miniature of Trent. There was no question in Josh’s mind who’s sperm had fertilized the egg Danny hatched from.

“Yeah, he’s a little opinionated. He’s going to be so much fun when he starts school. I’m glad you’re the one who’s going to get called to come talk to his teachers.”

Trent let go of Josh and took a step back. “What’d you mean it’s my problem?”

“Well, I have a job off the ranch and your schedule is more flexible. You’re the one who’s here at the house too.”

“You’re going to be making some changes in your schedule, dearest,” Trent said.

Josh grinned at Trent and pulled them back together. “We’ll figure out something. We always do.”

Trent rolled his eyes and then relaxed. “I know. It’s just happening so fast.” He motioned to the refrigerator. “You hungry? I was going to make grumpy ass and I a sandwich.”

“Sounds good. I don’t think Sammy’s going to last much longer. Might as well feed everybody.”

Both of them continually checked on Sammy who was enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. She was trying to clip a hair bow onto the dog, and he was having nothing to do with it. After the last of checking on Sammy after a dozen times, Josh leaned against the counter and chuckled. “You know she told me to stop bugging her.”

“Danny’s tired of not being able to get outside. He’s getting to be difficult to live with too. At least Sammy can get out of the house on nice days.”

Josh pulled the last of the sandwich fixings from the fridge and spread them across the table. They automatically moved to make their kid’s favorite sandwiches. Before too long they had plates ready for everyone.

Josh went outside and returned quickly with the dog and a giggling Sammy. He took her into the living room in time for Trent to put trays around so everyone could eat together. It made life so much easier to not move Danny to the table. It had taken a melt down from Danny to prove it to them. He sat the kids sandwiches and milk on their trays then sat and began eating their own meals. After a minute or two of silence, Danny burped.

It wasn’t a quiet burp either. It was a burp that had the dishes rattling on the trays. There was a moment of silence, and Sammy started laughing at her brother. Then she took a couple of gulps of air, and belched.

Danny giggled. “Sammy, you’s so funny.”

The kids burped back and forth, each one laughing harder and harder with each successive eruption. After a while, Josh and Trent were laughing too. The four of them were beginning to calm down when a huge belch filled the room. The kids and Josh were shocked into silence.

“That. That is how you burp,” Trent said.

The kids roared in laughter as Josh rolled his eyes.



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Guest Post – Be My Human (Moonlit Skies Book Two)

Be My Human (Moonlit Skies Book Two)


Reed and Taz are still adjusting to their new lives together when a medical emergency sends them flying down to Florida on short notice. Not quite the way Reed pictured introducing Taz to his family. Reed’s sister, Rene, welcomes the outgoing Taz with open arms, and the kittenish alien charms Reed’s parents.

But someone isn’t quite so enamored of Reed’s boyfriend—his homophobic older brother Jacob seems determined to be as unpleasant as possible, and he’s making their visit very uncomfortable. The sudden appearance of Reed’s controlling ex releases a flood of insecurity and bad memories.

Reed begins to doubt himself, and his ability to love and be loved in return. When strange items begin appearing as if out of nowhere, he wonders if he’s being stalked, or is he just paranoid? What can Taz do to prove to Reed that he’s more than enough man for this alien?



They’d been living together for a month now, ever since the fateful day Taz had literally fallen on Reed at the Empire State Building. One of the first things Reed had done after the adorable alien had moved in with him was buy Taz a cell phone, then teach him how to use it. Even though Taz was from another planet, one that was much more advanced than Earth, he was unfamiliar with Earth’s comparatively primitive technology. Reed swore after Taz had been kidnapped by the creature he’d dubbed the Evil Alien, he’d always have a way to call for help, thus the phone. That first week after they’d been reunited, Taz had talked Reed into letting him stay home alone while Reed worked at the boutique. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Taz had called Reed around lunchtime, nearly in tears.

When Reed arrived home, he’d been greeted with a nightmare of a mess. Even before he got to his apartment, he could hear the TV blasting in the living room. Which was bad enough, but Taz had somehow figured out how to turn the surround sound on. When Reed opened the door, the noise nearly blew him out of his shoes. It was like sitting in the front row at a movie theater. That, it turned out, was the easiest problem to rectify. Reed had shut the TV off, then looked around the apartment, stunned and slightly horrified.

He’d forgotten about Taz’s natural curiosity. What a mistake that was, and the proof of his error in judgment was spread out all over the kitchen. Flour had been strewn across the floor, a few eggs lay broken on the counter, every covered container in the refrigerator had been taken out and opened… then tasted. Taz had found the blender, dumped some sort of liquid in and turned it on, without putting the top on the machine. There was unrecognizable goo all over the counters, the cabinets, the floors. Plus, Taz had found the sugar. From the looks of it, he’d eaten half the bag.

And that was just the kitchen.

The bathroom had been thoroughly explored as well, as evidenced by the streams of shredded toilet paper spread throughout the place, toothpaste smeared all over the counters in minty globules, and so on.

What was that old saying about curiosity killing the cat?


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Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and her cat Ramesses, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint, and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all. Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, Wayward Ink Publishing Amber Quill Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at Wayward Ink and MuseitUp.


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M.A. Church is a true Southern belle who spent many years in the elementary education sector. Now she spends her days lost in fantasy worlds, arguing with hardheaded aliens on far-off planets, herding her numerous shifters, or trying to tempt her country boys away from their fishing poles. It’s a full time job, but hey, someone’s gotta do it!

When not writing, she’s exploring the latest M/M novel to hit the market, watching her beloved Steelers, or sitting glued to HGTV. That’s if she’s not on the back porch tending to the demanding wildlife around the pond in the backyard. The ducks are very outspoken. She’s married to her high school sweetheart, and they have two children.

She was a finalist in the Rainbow awards for 2013.




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