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Rainbow Snippets*-- More From Blind Ante

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For those familar with the GRL Retreat, I'm screwing up my courage and going as an author this year. My goal is to have Blind Ante published by then. And possibly even  Cut Shot . But that will be pushing it. I tend to be flashy and over the top, or just the opposite—quiet and trying to not be noticed. And I seem to have little control of which I am at any given time. Let's hope for flashy! A morning walk on a nice day. It's amazing how it goes from brown to color seemingly overnight.  This week's snippet continues from last week's, taken from Blind Ante . Someone Jordan never expected to see again has just walked back into his life. Needless to say, things are about to get complicated!      “You don’t call, you don’t text. Why, I’m beginning to think you don’t want to see me anymore.” The teasing tone grew harder and lower. “Give us a kiss, Jordy. I’ve missed you.” Reese interrupted. “Can I get you anything?”  Jordan ’s eyes widened and his chest heaved in pa
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Rainbow Snippets*— Blind Ante

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I can't believe it's the middle of April already. Mainly because I can't believe it's April already. I'm so glad Spring seems to be here for real. I just hope I'll have time to enjoy it. And for those who were in the path of the eclipse Monday, I hope you got to experience it. So weird and cool at the same time! I took this picture of the totality with my glasses over the camera lense, so it gives it that darkness. It got dark enough that the street lights came on, but not as dark as the picture looks. Everything got quiet and still, like a storm was coming in. We won't have another total eclipse here for another 20 years. This old lady probably won't be around by then. From Blind Ante -- I wrote this book several years ago and am just now getting around to editing it, so as I read, I'm finding things I'd forgotten. I think this scene, when Jed comes back into Jordan's life, (and causes trouble between him and Reese,) is one of my favorites.
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Rainbow Snippets*—Blind Ante

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I finally settled on a project! I wrote the first two books of the Bar Games series several years ago, so I've pulled them out and I'm giving them a fresh look. The first is Blind Ante and the second is Cut Shot . Who knows if a third will ever get written? The planned book was F/F, but I learned with the Campfire Series that switching pairings doesn't sell well. I guess I'll rethink that one.  In my current WIP, Jordan is homeless, living in his car, until he wins an old trailer in a poker game. Today's snippet is his first look at the property. He's not very impressed but by the end, there will be more to the place than he ever imagined:  It was two in the afternoon before Jordan found his destination. A pit stop at a rest area for coffee and a restroom had turned into an unintended three-hour nap. He almost missed the dilapidated trailer even though it was only a half mile off the main road. There wasn’t a driveway as much as an opening in the trees. If the
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April Promos!

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This month's promos: Sweet and Spicy  and Supernatural Romance  
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Rainbow Snippets*—Signs of Spring

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I hate the time change. (And that's all I'm going to say about that!) I hadn't noticed until yesterday that my forsythia is blooming. A sure sign that spring is nearly here! Snipping again from When Silverfish Dance , we get a further glimpse at Barry and Morgan's first meeting:  Bracing his arm on the table, Morgan's unasked-for visitor rested his chin on his closed fist and looked up through heavily mascaraed lashes, fluttering them a few times before asking, “So, what is your type?” Tilting his body to look around the table at the piece of fluff sitting across from him, Morgan appraised him from his bare feet to hair-sprayed ‘do before answering. “More meat, less makeup, for starters. So, Twiggy, how old are you, anyway? 17?” Hopping up, the young man stretched his arms up in an elegant ballerina pose, neck stretched gracefully with his nose pointed towards the ceiling. “I can be 17 if that’s your thing. Or 27, if that’s more your style.” Lower
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Rainbow Snippets*—Some More Silverfish

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So much to do, and so little time to do it! But I think that's all of us, isn't it? My list never seems to get any shorter. And I'm not the most organized, which doesn't help! (A bit out of nowhere, I know, but that's where my mind is this morning!) Our little miss, Silver, likes to wrap up in the curtain and watch everyone. She's gotten quite good at twisting herself in there! This week's snippet continues from the opening page of When Silverfish Dance , a story about two strangers in 1973 who meet by chance and then their lives become intertwined:    Slipping the offending boots off, the kid rubbed the arch of his foot and moaned loudly with pleasure. Morgan tried to not watch, but the silver dress hitched up enough to highlight sinewy thighs encased in the dark hose and he wondered, for only a moment, if the guy shaved his legs or was naturally hairless. “Quit looking at my legs and buy me a drink. Please.” The kid flashed a wide, toothy smile, amusement
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Rainbow Snippets*--More Rambling

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I've been drifting since the first of the year, unable to focus on any one project. That's normal for me after I finish something. And I finished two somethings at the end of 2023—a book and a Vella. I have a list I need to whittle down to one or two. One is a group project I'll talk about later, and the rest are Vellas, a couple of books I've loosely plotted, and the Headphones box set. With a few other things thrown in just for the heck of it! In the meantime, while I decide, I'll just keep jumping from project to project! Not my idea of an early spring! This week's snippet, from When Silverfish Dance, is a continuation from last week. Morgan is in a bar, not happily, when a young man in a dress invades his space: “Sorry, sweetheart, you’re not my type,” Morgan said as he sat up straighter in the hard chair, pulling his feet from between the kid’s skinny legs. “I’m not asking you to marry me. I just need to sit down. These boots were not made for walking, app
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