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Archive for October, 2010
Happy Halloween 2010
Sunday, October 31st, 2010Come by the Blog A Thon
Saturday, October 30th, 2010
Blog with Taige during the blog a thon on Oct 30 -31.
There are lots of author blogging and prizes. Including a chance to enter to win the grand prize – A Nook.
Snippet Saturday – Spooky
Saturday, October 30th, 2010
Today’s snippet theme is Spooky. Below is one of my favorite scenes from a book that I wrote with authors Aliyah Burke and McKenna Jeffries for our free read site called Satin Notes. It is long so placed it behind a link. Enjoy.
An snippet from Break Every Rule…
In a glance, she took in a gagged Taggart, tied to the chair in the center of the room. He was looking at her. The dogs were all laying on the floor, spread throughout the room. Instinctively, she turned and raised her hand.
“I’ll give you some love,” a voice hissed.
Dominique looked into crazed eyes. She pulled her hand back and punched out with her fist. Her assailant took the blow and hit her arm. The sharp sting of a needle registered a second after it plunged in and the depressor pushed.
Dominique’s surprised look was met with a chilling smile. “Welcome to my party.”
A woozy feeling filled Dominique. She shook it off and jumped at her attacker, but her aim was off. The target moved, then lashed out with a fist, catching Dominique on the side of the head. She fell back, then rushed the individual again, sustaining another hit for her trouble. Dominique lashed out, grunting as her fist hit flesh. She gripped a hand, twisted, and felt the arm break. A voice shrieked, and then another blow hit her in the chest. She stumbled back, but righted herself. Her head swam. Dominique refused to give into it. She swung and hit flesh again. A kick in her leg made it buckle, and she fell onto her back. The enraged face filled her vision.
“You broke my fucking arm! You cunt!” her attacker screamed.
Dominique smiled, a nasty grin. “I’m going to break more than that, Kelin.” She laughed.
Kelin roared, then punched out. Dominique caught her fist, then decked her. Blood spurted out of her nose. Dominique laughed again. Kelin growled and lashed out with her broken hand. Dominique grabbed it and twisted. Kelin howled, then kicked her. Pain blasted through Dominique, and blackness filled her vision. Gasping, she released Kelin, struggling for consciousness and breath.
“I’m going to kill you. Kill you,” Kelin sang in a broken voice.
Dominique fought to stay awake, but it was useless. Oh God, not again. I have to protect him. The darkness claimed her.
Dominique bit back a groan as she woke. Cautiously, she kept still and tried to figure out where she was. From the feel of it, she knew she was lying on the carpeted floor. She shifted slowly and felt the bite of ropes on her wrists, tied behind her back. A hysterical voice broke the silence.
“This would never have happened, Taggart, if only you’d have noticed me. We were so good together. All those late hours working as a team. A couple. Then you had to get all wrapped up in that bitch. You didn’t pay attention to the warnings I gave you. You should have left her!” Kelin raged.
She paused, then paced. Dominique heard the drag of her shoes on the carpet.
Kelin’s tone softened and went sickly sweet. “But I know you didn’t mean it. She had you in her trap. Once she’s gone, we can be together. You, me, and the dogs. They’ll learn to like me. We’ll have to put hers to sleep, of course.”
Kelin made a humming noise. Dominique opened her eyes to slits. Kelin’s back was to her as she straddled Taggart on the chair. Kelin made the sound again.
“I want a real kiss. I’m going to take off your gag.” Kelin laughed, attempting to sound sultry.
Dominique realized Kelin was kissing Taggart. She tamped down her rage. Kelin reached up, then swore as her left hand hung uselessly at her side.
“That bitch broke my arm.” Kelin looked over her shoulder.
Dominique closed her eyes and regulated her breathing. She heard the drag of Kelin’s footsteps on the carpet. Holding still, Dominique poised herself to spring.
“He’s mine, and he’ll forget you,” Kelin spat.
Her voice sounded too far away for Dominique to take her out.
A brief pause, and then her footsteps hurried back to Taggart. “Now for that kiss.”
Dominique silted her eyes again to see her. Kelin stood to the side of Taggart as she used her right hand to take off the tape from his mouth. Blood ran down the side of Taggart’s face. He looked at Dominique, his face calm, then turned to look at Kelin.
Movie Night – Gimmie some music/dance
Friday, October 29th, 2010Ahh… Friday night. I’m having a muscial/dancing movie night. Last weekend I watched Step Up, Rent, Save the Last Dance 1 and 2. Tonight I am going old school to Breakin 1 and 2. Then also plan to watch Take the Lead and Stomp the Yard. Yep having a singing and dancing night.
Visual Words
Thursday, October 28th, 2010In any story the author wants to get the reader invested in what they are reading. When words are complied together they should resonate. What is used is in my opinion visual words.
I have and have heard many readers mention how they got into such and such book. They could see the characters or feel they were in their shoes. This is all invoked by the visual words used by the author. When written well a story will bring to life what you are reading. You can picture it like a movie in your mind. The scenes roll out to you. You are living it and wondering what is happening next.
From each variety of emotion – the pulse pounding excitement of meeting someone to when you think all is lost. Then to getting back together and all in between. It is all driven by the visual words created by the tale you are reading.
If you think about it even before we put started to put pen to paper or type on a computer there were storytellers. And just as author now who use the tools to write pen/paper or type on a computer those storytellers used their words to create visuals. To create epic tales that drew the hearer in. Their words made the listener live, feel and be a part of it. Story telling is all about all the visual. Making the words come to life. They become – Visual Words.
Blogging at SEX
Wednesday, October 27th, 2010Blogging at SEX- Liquid Silver Books Blog for my blog day . Check me out here.
Finalizing some plan
Tuesday, October 26th, 2010I’m finalizing some plans for a project I’m working on. It’s been a long time coming. Not something I told anyone about just something I had planned. I had to put it on hold for a long while as I dealt with some other things. I’m glad to say that now things are back on track. I’m excited to finally… well almost finally able to revel what I have planned. Still want to do a few things first before I say anything.
Also finishing up some books in my various series to get ready to submit. I already know what is next once I am done and hope to have the book completed by end of year.
Blogging at Cynthia Eden’s
Monday, October 25th, 2010I’m blogging at Cynthia Eden’s. Check me out here.
On the DVR – So much to see
Sunday, October 24th, 2010Ahh… Glee how do I love the show. I’m rewatching the episodes that I taped. I had me a Glee marathon and it was good. Now I am looking for more. Also have Hawaii Five-O and Criminal Minds to watch. My DVR is so filled with TV goodness. Back to watching my shows.
Snippet Saturday – Secondary Characters
Saturday, October 23rd, 2010
Today’s snippet theme is Secondary Characters. Enjoy a look from one of my books.
An snippet from Carnal Awakening…
Raising her voice so it could be heard, Shay said. “I’d like to apo—”
“Now chérie, I know you’re not going to apologize and ruin the afterglow. Hell it was almost as good as a rip-roaring bout of sweaty sex.” A languid voice interrupted her.
Knowing who it was Shay smiled.
“Hunter,” another voice hissed.
With a glance to her left, Shay took in the twinkling eyes along with the wicked grin on Hunter Brooks’ face. From Flame Brooks’, Hunter’s sister, embarrassed expression Shay could tell Flame wished she were somewhere else. Flame hated being the center of attention while Hunter thrived on it. They were family to Mia and good friends.
“What? I said almost. It’s not like we’re not all adults here.” Hunter stated.
There was a mummer of agreements.
“And I’m sure we…“ Hunter paused, her eyes alight with mischief. She looked at her sister Flame then amended. “Well at least some of us know what I’m talking about.” She purred as if savoring each word.
There was more agreement tinged with laughter.
“Shay it’s always a pleasure coming here,” Hunter winked. “And the entertainment is always a side benefit. Don’t take away from—“
Flame interjected, “Do you always have to be the center of attention?”
Hunter glanced at her. “Of course. You should try it sometime. You might like it.”
Flame glanced at Hunter, up and down, then turned to Tevin who had returned and was standing next to her. Flame reached up pulled him down and kissed him. Hunter’s mouth dropped open. Everyone hooted. Shay who knew how straight-laced Flame was, enjoyed the show especially Hunter’s reaction. Flame released Tevin slowly. He looked stunned. Shay stifled a smile at the look on his face.
Flame sauntered away then looked back at Hunter. “For once you’re right it does feel wonderful.”
Hunter laughed then smacked Tevin on the arm. “Hah. Now that’s what I call entertainment.”
Glancing at Hunter, Shay mouthed her thanks. Hunter nodded, winked again, and then said. “Come on handsome, I have my eye on that Sigal vase in the back.”
Holding Tevin’s arm she led him toward the exclusive merchandise in the large room to the left. The regular noise level of the shop started to pick up as people dispersed. Observing the shop for a few minutes to make sure everything was okay, Shay turned to Mia.
Before she could say anything Mia turned walked away pushing the doors into the back room. Following her, Shay glanced back at Mikhail still standing silently across the room. Going through the doors she lost sight of him. Turning she noticed that Mia hadn’t gone far. She was standing in the doorway leading to the small flower nursery attached to shop.
Walking over Shay said, “Stay here a little bit while I take over for you.” Shay squeezed her hand gently turned and went back to the doors leading to the shop.
She glanced back and saw Mia walk down the aisle of the nursery. Seeing the slump in her shoulders as she disappeared behind some of the foliage Shay’s fist clenched. The callous words spoken by Ms. Cramigla had shaken the usually unshakable Mia. She imagined her fist connecting with Ms. Cramigla’s perfect face and breaking her nose, maybe a couple of teeth. She hoped Ms. Cramigla tried to see through on her threat of trying to ruin her. She would be in for a big surprise. The reputation she had built at Exotic would hold. She wasn’t anyone’s pushover. Making a mental note to place a few phone calls Shay went out the door into the store.
Copyright © Taige Crenshaw, 2007.
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
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