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30 Days
Hi all, just a quick little teaser of what I'm working on next! Enjoy.
The list! I can't forget the list. I rip it from the wall fold it up and stuff it in my sports bra. My heart is beating wildly in my chest. I feel frantic and I’m starting to sweat. I pull on my hoodie sans hood strings of course, slip my feet into my laceless Keds and make my way to Manny’s sleeping form.
It’s eerily quiet in the corridor right now. Just the faint hum of the ice machine and various beeps and buzzes from patients rooms. I quietly sneak around the nurses station desk and crouch down to Manny. I’m so sorry. I really do like you. Please forgive me. I tug his wallet out of his back pocket and remove all the cash. A hundred dollars will be plenty to tie me over until the morning. I stuff the cash in my sports bra. I unclip Manny’s employee badge from the front of his shirt, toss the wallet on the desk next to his head and quickly walk down the hall.
Every noise, every beep, every voice makes me panic and stop moving. I press myself into the wall until I’m sure it’s nothing. This is crazy Elle. What are you doing? I silently scold myself. When I’m sure the coast is clear I walk to the main doors of our floor and hold Manny’s badge up to the magnetic reader. A slight click alerts me that all I have to do is push the door in front of me and I’m as good as free. My hand shakes as I raise it up to the door. It feels heavy and like someone else's arm. With my palm on the door I lean into my arm slightly until it opens just enough for me to slip through.
I try to walk as inconspicuously as possible to the elevators and punch the down button. There is no one in the hallways except a few passing laundry aids who pay me no mind. The fact that I’m wearing scrubs, a hoodie and white sneakers is probably my only saving grace. I blend in pretty well. The elevator dings and the doors open. I put one foot in front of the other until I’m safely inside before hitting the lobby button. My skin feels like its on fire. My breath is quick and shallow and my heart is beating so fiercely in my rib cage that I’m afraid it might crack bone.
The elevator dings and the doors slide open. I step out of the metal box turn left and keeping my head down head for the glass front doors. The fifty foot walk seems to take forever. There is a woman sitting behind the information desk who’s watching me. I tilt my head up and smile at her. She smiles back. The revolving doors close around me as I step into their spin and then I’m out.
The list! I can't forget the list. I rip it from the wall fold it up and stuff it in my sports bra. My heart is beating wildly in my chest. I feel frantic and I’m starting to sweat. I pull on my hoodie sans hood strings of course, slip my feet into my laceless Keds and make my way to Manny’s sleeping form.
It’s eerily quiet in the corridor right now. Just the faint hum of the ice machine and various beeps and buzzes from patients rooms. I quietly sneak around the nurses station desk and crouch down to Manny. I’m so sorry. I really do like you. Please forgive me. I tug his wallet out of his back pocket and remove all the cash. A hundred dollars will be plenty to tie me over until the morning. I stuff the cash in my sports bra. I unclip Manny’s employee badge from the front of his shirt, toss the wallet on the desk next to his head and quickly walk down the hall.
Every noise, every beep, every voice makes me panic and stop moving. I press myself into the wall until I’m sure it’s nothing. This is crazy Elle. What are you doing? I silently scold myself. When I’m sure the coast is clear I walk to the main doors of our floor and hold Manny’s badge up to the magnetic reader. A slight click alerts me that all I have to do is push the door in front of me and I’m as good as free. My hand shakes as I raise it up to the door. It feels heavy and like someone else's arm. With my palm on the door I lean into my arm slightly until it opens just enough for me to slip through.
I try to walk as inconspicuously as possible to the elevators and punch the down button. There is no one in the hallways except a few passing laundry aids who pay me no mind. The fact that I’m wearing scrubs, a hoodie and white sneakers is probably my only saving grace. I blend in pretty well. The elevator dings and the doors open. I put one foot in front of the other until I’m safely inside before hitting the lobby button. My skin feels like its on fire. My breath is quick and shallow and my heart is beating so fiercely in my rib cage that I’m afraid it might crack bone.
The elevator dings and the doors slide open. I step out of the metal box turn left and keeping my head down head for the glass front doors. The fifty foot walk seems to take forever. There is a woman sitting behind the information desk who’s watching me. I tilt my head up and smile at her. She smiles back. The revolving doors close around me as I step into their spin and then I’m out.
Oreos and ass kickings
I've been re-reading the already written portions of 30 days trying to edit and develop the characters better before finishing the rest of it. It's kicking my ass trying to get what I want conveyed, expressed appropriately with words! Double stuff Oreos are delicious and addictive and distracting.
Now for a little more insight to 30 days...
Abused by her husband. Dealing with the loss of her only sister. A suicide attempt that doesn’t end in death and a husband who wants her inheritance. Elle’s life is a catastrophe. But she has a list and thirty things she’s determined to do. Love isn't on that list but it comes crashing unexpectedly into her life. The impossibility of holding on to it plagues her.
Now for a little more insight to 30 days...
Abused by her husband. Dealing with the loss of her only sister. A suicide attempt that doesn’t end in death and a husband who wants her inheritance. Elle’s life is a catastrophe. But she has a list and thirty things she’s determined to do. Love isn't on that list but it comes crashing unexpectedly into her life. The impossibility of holding on to it plagues her.
Finally!
Well 30 Days is finished and now I'm in the process of editing! Hoping to release it in February!
I also have a website now! http://ferrarik.wix.com/klarsen
Here's a little excerpt from 30 Days;
“Hey.” A voice calls. I ignore it because obviously they couldn't be talking to me. “Hey, excuse me.” I stop and turn towards the voice. Two light blue eyes on a handsome face meet mine.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Would you like to join us for a drink?” He asks as he motions to the other two guys. I feel a smile creep over my face. They are hitting on me! “Um, thanks for the offer but no.” I retort.
“Oh come on, you don't look like you’re in a rush. Just sit with us.” Blue eyes says.
“Why?”
“Why not?” He counters. I shrug trying to come up with a reason but the white noise and chatter of the restaurant distracts me.
“Ok, one beer.” I give in and three good looking men smile and point to the empty stool at the end of their row. Blue eyes is clearly the outgoing one, tall and confident. He is now sitting furthest from me. In the middle sits a dark haired stocky man who has a friendly face. Next to me is, I guess, the quiet one. He nods his head at me when I sit down and I can’t figure it out but I’m intrigued at his quiet demeanor. He, like blue eyes is tall and well built. The three of them are dressed casually but all look like they spend ten hours a day at a gym. Their shirts stretch tightly around their biceps and chests. The quiet one has light brown hair and the strangest hazel eyes I’ve ever seen. They’re captivating. He hasn't said anything yet but I feel strangely connected to him. Comforted in his presence.
“Ben.” The outgoing one says.
“Hi Ben.” I say leaning forward to see him.
“John.” The stocky middle guy shakes my hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Hey. I’m Elle.” I say to the three of them.
“Colin. Hi.” Hazel eyes lock on mine as he reaches his hand out to me. I shake it. The contact makes my body tingle like chemicals colliding. His eyes widen slightly as if he feels it too.
Whatever feeling it is startles me and I drop his hand. He only said hello but his eyes look like coming home. It takes me by surprise and I’m not prepared for it. Immediately I feel out of place. I don’t want a beer. I feel panic coming on. I slide off my seat and stand nervously shaking my head, Colin’s hazel eyes never leaving mine as he stares at me with curiosity.
“Sorry guys, but I think I need to head home, maybe another time. It was nice meeting you though.” I excuse myself and quickly dart out of the restaurant before they have a chance to say anything.
What is wrong with me?
I also have a website now! http://ferrarik.wix.com/klarsen
Here's a little excerpt from 30 Days;
“Hey.” A voice calls. I ignore it because obviously they couldn't be talking to me. “Hey, excuse me.” I stop and turn towards the voice. Two light blue eyes on a handsome face meet mine.
“Hello?” I ask.
“Would you like to join us for a drink?” He asks as he motions to the other two guys. I feel a smile creep over my face. They are hitting on me! “Um, thanks for the offer but no.” I retort.
“Oh come on, you don't look like you’re in a rush. Just sit with us.” Blue eyes says.
“Why?”
“Why not?” He counters. I shrug trying to come up with a reason but the white noise and chatter of the restaurant distracts me.
“Ok, one beer.” I give in and three good looking men smile and point to the empty stool at the end of their row. Blue eyes is clearly the outgoing one, tall and confident. He is now sitting furthest from me. In the middle sits a dark haired stocky man who has a friendly face. Next to me is, I guess, the quiet one. He nods his head at me when I sit down and I can’t figure it out but I’m intrigued at his quiet demeanor. He, like blue eyes is tall and well built. The three of them are dressed casually but all look like they spend ten hours a day at a gym. Their shirts stretch tightly around their biceps and chests. The quiet one has light brown hair and the strangest hazel eyes I’ve ever seen. They’re captivating. He hasn't said anything yet but I feel strangely connected to him. Comforted in his presence.
“Ben.” The outgoing one says.
“Hi Ben.” I say leaning forward to see him.
“John.” The stocky middle guy shakes my hand. “Nice to meet you.”
“Hey. I’m Elle.” I say to the three of them.
“Colin. Hi.” Hazel eyes lock on mine as he reaches his hand out to me. I shake it. The contact makes my body tingle like chemicals colliding. His eyes widen slightly as if he feels it too.
Whatever feeling it is startles me and I drop his hand. He only said hello but his eyes look like coming home. It takes me by surprise and I’m not prepared for it. Immediately I feel out of place. I don’t want a beer. I feel panic coming on. I slide off my seat and stand nervously shaking my head, Colin’s hazel eyes never leaving mine as he stares at me with curiosity.
“Sorry guys, but I think I need to head home, maybe another time. It was nice meeting you though.” I excuse myself and quickly dart out of the restaurant before they have a chance to say anything.
What is wrong with me?
SNOW DAY!
So this NEMO storm really put people in the Northeast in a panic. Living where we do you'd think that people are used to this weather but every time the threat of 12 plus inches of snow hits it's armageddon.
The kid crawled into bed with me at 7:45 and excitedly asked if there was school, to which I replied, no. She squealed and told me all of the awesome things we'd be able to do in the 11 degree weather...snowball fight, fort building, snow angels etc. Half asleep I replied don't forget shoveling. Needless to say she wasn't impressed with my humor.
I digress though... I wonder, if you all had any questions for any of the leading men or women of Dating Delaney, Saving Caroline or 30 Days, what would they be? Any questions for them? What are you dying to know?
The kid crawled into bed with me at 7:45 and excitedly asked if there was school, to which I replied, no. She squealed and told me all of the awesome things we'd be able to do in the 11 degree weather...snowball fight, fort building, snow angels etc. Half asleep I replied don't forget shoveling. Needless to say she wasn't impressed with my humor.
I digress though... I wonder, if you all had any questions for any of the leading men or women of Dating Delaney, Saving Caroline or 30 Days, what would they be? Any questions for them? What are you dying to know?
Committed.
So as I'm enjoying the most wonderful lazy Monday ever... I got to thinking that should fans demand it... I could possibly be swayed to release book two of 30 Days,(Committed) Earlier....
Here's the challenge... Share this link
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If we can get to 300 likes by March 1st I will release Committed 2 weeks early.
Ready. Set. GO!
Here's the challenge... Share this link
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00BA3O5L6
If we can get to 300 likes by March 1st I will release Committed 2 weeks early.
Ready. Set. GO!
Teaser: Committed (30 Days book 2)
I had come back to the cottage to find the door open. The panic and dread that had filled me almost knocked the wind out of me. Elle’s purse sat on the kitchen counter and there was blood on the kitchen floor. Not a ton of blood but blood nonetheless. Retracing my steps and screaming for Elle I noticed more blood in the entryway just before the door. My heart had beaten so frantically that I clutched my chest to make sure it wasn't ripping through my ribs. Elle was gone. Elle had struggled. There was blood. I tagged my phone from my pocket and had called Jenna first hoping that she was there. That she was safe. She wasn't. Rage tore through me and I’d punched a hole in the bathroom door. I was frantic and wild with distress. Jenna had immediately hung up, called the police and Ben, and come over.
Ben and Jenna arrived at the same time followed shortly by the police to find me a sobbing wreck in the living room. I had failed her when she needed me most. The guilt of that swallowed me up whole and tore me apart. Jenna had managed to console me long enough to tell the police what I knew, which wasn't much.
30 Days
Ben and Jenna arrived at the same time followed shortly by the police to find me a sobbing wreck in the living room. I had failed her when she needed me most. The guilt of that swallowed me up whole and tore me apart. Jenna had managed to console me long enough to tell the police what I knew, which wasn't much.
30 Days
Committed a lil' more....
“I have to pack up her stuff.” I blurted to no one in particular.
“I’ll help you.” Jenna offered up.
Sure as shit the deposit bag tucked away in Elle’s closet held at least forty thousand dollars in cash. Jenna had dropped onto the bed staring at it in awe. We managed to pack up everything in under two hours and haul it back to my place. I stowed the deposit bag in my gun safe feeling guilty for having it at all. I didn't want money, I wanted Elle.
“I’ll help you.” Jenna offered up.
Sure as shit the deposit bag tucked away in Elle’s closet held at least forty thousand dollars in cash. Jenna had dropped onto the bed staring at it in awe. We managed to pack up everything in under two hours and haul it back to my place. I stowed the deposit bag in my gun safe feeling guilty for having it at all. I didn't want money, I wanted Elle.
Tug of War Teaser
Tug of War.... new book in the works~ enjoy!
Impulsive, YES. Irresponsible, SURE. Necessary, PROBABLY. Going to end badly, most likely. Does any of that matter to me, no. I decided that I can't please everyone so this week my only goal is to please me. I’m a selfish cow but I can’t seem to help it. I’m Clara Lord. I own Bloodline’s Tattoo Parlor, have a filthy mouth, no filter and a really strong objection to bossy idiots, pet names and wealthy men.
You will hate me, love me or love to hate me but either way it doesn’t matter. Everything I touch turns to crap and it’s all my fault. See, I lived through hell. Then I escaped hell and carefully spent the next eight years crafting a perfect little life until Domini Napoli screwed it all up. Now nothings right. Everything’s wrong and all my secrets are coming out.
Obviously I have to fix it, my life, the problem is I don’t really trust anyone and I don’t know how. Dominic baffles me. Sawyer adores me. Amanda and Marg try to keep me in line and I live for Allie. This whole things a cluster F***. I want them both in different ways but I have Alliecat to protect in the mix. I keep thinking the only way out of this is to take Allie and run...again. Leave both men behind and go back to Allie and Clara take on the world...is thirty three too old to do that now? It didn’t seem so bad at twenty four but to have to do all that work again... crap.
Impulsive, YES. Irresponsible, SURE. Necessary, PROBABLY. Going to end badly, most likely. Does any of that matter to me, no. I decided that I can't please everyone so this week my only goal is to please me. I’m a selfish cow but I can’t seem to help it. I’m Clara Lord. I own Bloodline’s Tattoo Parlor, have a filthy mouth, no filter and a really strong objection to bossy idiots, pet names and wealthy men.
You will hate me, love me or love to hate me but either way it doesn’t matter. Everything I touch turns to crap and it’s all my fault. See, I lived through hell. Then I escaped hell and carefully spent the next eight years crafting a perfect little life until Domini Napoli screwed it all up. Now nothings right. Everything’s wrong and all my secrets are coming out.
Obviously I have to fix it, my life, the problem is I don’t really trust anyone and I don’t know how. Dominic baffles me. Sawyer adores me. Amanda and Marg try to keep me in line and I live for Allie. This whole things a cluster F***. I want them both in different ways but I have Alliecat to protect in the mix. I keep thinking the only way out of this is to take Allie and run...again. Leave both men behind and go back to Allie and Clara take on the world...is thirty three too old to do that now? It didn’t seem so bad at twenty four but to have to do all that work again... crap.
GIVEAWAY
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Enter here! giveaway
Enjoy!
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