Aspiring Author
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Hello there! I am an aspiring Indie author editing my first novel in the romance genre. I also write and manage two blogs, and I'm owned by two beautiful cats.
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All For You
You’re just home from work. I greet you at the door wearing a smile, a flouncy, floral tank top, and nothing else; a kiss on my lips just for you. Without saying a word, I take your hand and coax you with my bedroom eyes, and you’re just too happy to follow me.
By Aspiring Author4 years ago in Filthy
Missing You
I’m in bed tonight, but I am not alone. The man beside me, as you know, means nothing to me anymore, not like you do. You are the one my heart desires, the one soul my needs, the one my body craves. My mind wanders to our last exchange… how sensual it was without saying much.
By Aspiring Author4 years ago in Filthy
Merry Christmas, My Children
It’s Christmas morning, but the house is quiet except for the sounds of a hungry cat trying to wake us for breakfast. Sleepily, I walk to the kitchen, two felines on my heels. I try not to trip over them as I pop cans of food open and portion it out. Mercy cries when she smells it, and Pixel runs to check on her, making sure it’s only the lack of food that disturbs her. The three of us walk back to the bedroom as we do every morning. Sassy, Pixel and Mercy are enjoying their morning meal, but the house is quiet.
By Aspiring Author4 years ago in Families
Ten Reasons Cats are Better Than Kids. Top Story - July 2021.
Okay, so I am an unashamed cat mama. That said, Hubby and I didn’t become parents of real, hairless, human children. So the fur children are it for us. I’ve accepted this reality and I embrace it. For this reason, and because sour grapes, I present to you my “List of reasons cats are better than kids.”
By Aspiring Author5 years ago in Petlife
Dear Younger Me...
Have you ever wished you could go backward in time? Not to relive the reckless days of your youth, but to tell yourself, “Hey! It’s going to be okay. Life isn’t that horrible after all”? Maybe it’s only once. Perhaps you’d time travel, find your teenage self and give him or her a hug, and say, “Hang in there, kiddo. It will get better.” Maybe you’d open a lifeline between the two selves and check in a few times a week.
By Aspiring Author5 years ago in Humans
The Locket
Danae awakened from slumber. A heart-shaped, golden locket on a broken chain clutched in her fingers. She gazed out at her surroundings; the room was dusty and filled with rubble, broken glass, and other debris. “What happened?” she asked, but no one answered, for she was alone. She lifted her head and felt an unfamiliar ache. Her fingers touched her face and came away slick with crimson blood.
By Aspiring Author5 years ago in Fiction
