Sadie Jay

It doesn't feel like there's enough hours in the day to do everything I need to do. Or maybe I've slowed down in my almost old age! I've still editing. Hopefully, one day soon, I can concentrate on writing again.  Sometimes you just feel like you're being watched! Once again snipping from my current WIP, Like Cracks in the Sidewalk. As part of James' job as a journalist, he's been assigned to interview Val. He's much more nervous than he ever imagined he would be. Told from James POV: The table was jiggling and my drink was sloshing dangerously close to the rim of the cup. I watched the breaking waves, puzzled by the miniature tsunami that was happening in front of me. I sat up straighter in my chair, wiping my sweaty palms over my denim covered thighs, and was mystified by the way my coffee settled into sooty smoothness. The liquid resumed its dance when I slouched back into my seat and that’s when I caught it, the frantic tapping of my foot against th

I'm working on three different projects at the moment. It's probably not the smartest thing to do, because it takes forever to finish anything. But I am making some progress, so I guess I'll count that as a win!  Where I was a month ago. I alread miss the ocean.  More from my current WIP, Like Cracks in the Sidewalk . James has just told Molly that he's been given his own column at the newspaper and his first assignment is interviewing Val. It's 1995 and told from James' POV: Molly’s laugh barked out, attracting attention from the nearest of our fellow guests. “That’s why you took the job! I should have known!” “Th-that’s not why I’m doing it. Money. Remember? M-more money!” “Yeah, keep telling yourself that. You like that guy, I can tell.” “I do not. Hell, I’ve barely ever spoken to him. How can I like someone I don’t know?” “Yeah, well, I like Kiefer Sutherland and I’ve never spoken to him. But I sure as hell ain’t kicking him out of my bed, should I ever find

I took a break, but (hopefully) I'm back. I got over busy getting ready for vacation, then I went on vacation, and now I'm still trying to get caught up after going on vacation! Why does it feel like more work to leave for a couple of weeks than it would if we just stayed home? But I got to spend time with my bestie who lives five States away, so I can't regret it!  Sunrise over Nevis.  This week's snippet is from the project I'm editing, Like Cracks in the Sidewalk . James and his best friend Molly are at a dance club and she gets her first look at Val, a man she's heard of but never met. The book starts in 1995 and is from James' POV:  “Wait! That’s Val?” Molly exclaimed, her voice pitching up into an almost-squeal. She looked like she’d discovered a secret I’d purposely kept hidden. Val wasn’t a secret, exactly. Maybe he was more of a guilty pleasure. The flashy guy was everywhere. He should have been nothing more than a bit of fluff mixed in with the mas