Rainbow Snippets December 8th

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Happy first day of December! Wow has this year flown by or what??? Are you ready for the Holidays?

I’m posting again from This Time Around (which is a rework of Refugees which is the sequel to For the Heart of Phillip). Drama was everywhere in the first book; but it’s been tamed in this volume, which follows Robert and David’s journey after things didn’t go as planned in book one.

This book is now available only at  Amazon 

What is Rainbow Snippets? It’s a group of LGBT+ authors who post six sentences (or more) from a current WIP, published work or even something they’ve read that they want to rave about. Click on the link below the rainbow to be transported to a place of wonder where you will find tasters of everything from sweet romance, to hot and steamy, to fantasy and sci-fi.

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To set the stage: (spoiler alert)!!! In the first book, Robert and Phillip break up and David and Andrew break up. 

Last week David saw the brief note from Andrew saying goodbye. This is the last part of the opening scene:

It was all too clear now. Andrew was gone, as was Andrea. He shook his head, unwilling to believe this was the end! David darted from room to room and saw that all of Andrew and Andrea’s belongings were gone too. It was, indeed, over. David clenched his jaw tightly as he crumpled the note in his hand. His knees buckled and he crumpled to the floor, sitting like a stunned animal. His eyes watered, but he angrily wiped the tears away. It was a feeble effort; they kept refilling.

“You… prick! You…”

David grabbed his cell phone and began to dial, but his thumb hovered above the “send” button. His hand shook as he stared at the number. Finally, he hit “cancel”. What am I gonna do? Yell at him? Threaten him? Beg him to come back?  He leaned back and shut his eyes, his mind a whirlwind of memories from the past few months. All the sex, the dinners, the fun with little Andrea in the backyard. All dissolved right before his eyes. What the hell went wrong? It has to be Phillip! Dammit! He went back home to his precious Philly. How nice of him to leave me in the damn dust!  

David slowly opened the hand which held the ring, and let it fall to the floor. He gritted his teeth as a wave of anger swept over him like a tsunami, and he hurled the crumpled note furiously into the living room. It landed on the love seat. The same love seat where Andrew had sat in a dazed stupor for hours on the night he and his husband Phillip had broken up. It was also the place where little Andrea would sit during movie night, and where David and Andrew would make out before heading back to their bedroom. Now, it was all just a memory…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You should be your biggest competition

Definitely true!

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You will never find happiness or contentment as long as you are competing and constantly comparing yourself to others. You should become your biggest competition, take that energy to focus on making yourself happy and trying to be the best version of yourself!

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Why Do You Write?

I’ve wanted to be a full-time author for as long as I can remember. Working a 9-to-5 for me has been hit and miss; but the writing is always there.

A Writer's Path

by Kate Colby

If you’re reading this, I assume you want to be or already are a writer. I also assume that there’s a decent chance you want to be a full-time author. So, if that’s you, let me ask you two difficult questions: Why do you write? And why do you want to be a full-time author, when there are hundreds of easier career options?

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Become your own coach

I have a mentor that asked me to do the same thing. Turn the perspective around.

Song of the Heart

A coach is someone who helps a coachee to find the answer or a solution of his own problem. So the task of a coach is to ask the right questions to the coachee. The coachee then tries to find his own answer for the situation or problem he has. A coach doesn’t give a solution. A coach doesn’t provide advice. A coach doesn’t share experience. A coach’s focus is on the coachee.

If you can spend enough time to talk to yourself, you will become your own coach. Learn to ask the right questions to yourself. Learn to listen to your own inner voice. Deep within yourself, you already know the answer for your problem. There is a reservoir of wisdom inside you. The wise self always knows the way. She will guide you to the right path.

Many people do not do this. Many people easily talk to…

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Rainbow Snippets December 1st

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Happy first day of December! Wow has this year flown by or what??? Are you ready for the Holidays?

I’m posting again from This Time Around (which is a rework of Refugees which is the sequel to For the Heart of Phillip). Drama was everywhere in the first book; but it’s been tamed in this volume, which follows Robert and David’s journey after things didn’t go as planned in book one.

This book is now available only at  Amazon 

What is Rainbow Snippets? It’s a group of LGBT+ authors who post six sentences (or more) from a current WIP, published work or even something they’ve read that they want to rave about. Click on the link below the rainbow to be transported to a place of wonder where you will find tasters of everything from sweet romance, to hot and steamy, to fantasy and sci-fi.

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To set the stage: (spoiler alert)!!! In the first book, Robert and Phillip break up and David and Andrew break up. 

This is David coming home to find out that Andrew has left him:

“Andy? You home? Where are ya, hon?” No answer. Hm, guess he did go out. I wonder if he called or left a message.  He checked the answering machine. There were no new messages, nor was there anything left beside it. His gut tightened. Maybe he left a note somewhere else.  His eyes darted around; he turned pillows over, looked under cushions. His pace became frantic. Wait a minute, why wouldn’t he just call me?  He grabbed his cell phone and checked through his voicemail. Nothing.

Finally, David returned to the kitchen and picked up the mail again. He walked to the hall table in the foyer and mindlessly dropped the mail onto it. The envelopes slid forward, upsetting an item below. A melodic “ding” caught his attention immediately. He knelt on the floor and discovered the promise ring he’d so lovingly chosen. David picked it up and glared suspiciously at the bauble in his hand. He clenched it in his fist. With his free hand, he furiously rifled through the papers on the floor. A mysterious sheet of notepaper caught his eye. It was a handwritten note, in Andy’s style.  He rubbed his eyes, thinking what he read had to be a trick. It was only three sentences. He read it again, slower.

“Dear David, I am so sorry it had to be this way. I appreciate all you did for me but I cannot be with you. I hope someday you will understand. Andrew.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let the countdown commence…

 

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It’s official; in just a few days from now I return to the working world.

It’s time to set up deadlines for myself so that my remaining reworks (and new works) will be out in a timely fashion.

My goal right now is to finish a new story by Valentine’s Day; and then have a rework finished once a quarter (every three months).

Now, the question for my readers out there; how close together is too close? Once a year, a month, a week?

I’d love to write a serial and try our Patreon or maybe a donation only gift?

Let me know your thoughts!

Steph

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Rainbow Snippets November 24th

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How was your turkey day? I hope it was gobblefabulous! Mine was nice; we went to see my side of the family 🙂

I’m posting again from This Time Around (which is a rework of Refugees which is the sequel to For the Heart of Phillip). Drama was everywhere in the first book; but it’s been tamed in this volume, which follows Robert and David’s journey after things didn’t go as planned in book one.

I hope you enjoy! This book is out now on Amazon 🙂

What is Rainbow Snippets? It’s a group of LGBT+ authors who post six sentences (or more) from a current WIP, published work or even something they’ve read that they want to rave about. Click on the link below the rainbow to be transported to a place of wonder where you will find tasters of everything from sweet romance, to hot and steamy, to fantasy and sci-fi.

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To set the stage: (spoiler alert)!!! In the first book, Robert and Phillip break up and David and Andrew break up. 

This is David coming home to find out that Andrew has left him:

The only thing David wanted right now was to have a nice, normal conversation about where they were headed as a couple. Was it over or would Andrew finally accept the marriage proposal that sat on the table?

While all of these thoughts swirled in his mind, David noticed a glaring incongruity; notably, that Andrew’s van was gone. He glanced at the time again—9:05 pm. He bit his lip in thought. It was unusual for Andrew to be out so late without letting him know. He frowned and scratched at his blond hair. Maybe he’s visiting his folks. Yes, that’s it. Maybe Janet and Tyler can talk some common sense into him. Marrying me is the best choice for him, not going back to that jackass.

He shrugged off his doubts, and exited his car. The warm evening air was rich with moisture. There would be a storm soon. His body had started to sweat, even in just his minimal outfit of scrubs, as he looked over his shoulder towards the street. Something nagged at him to look in the mailbox. He trudged down to the curb and saw that the day’s mail was still inside. Maybe he left to get Andrea before it came.  He dismissed that as well and collected what was inside.

David didn’t even notice that all of the lights in the house were off, save for the garden lights, which were on their own timer. He yawned as he unlocked the door, and when he finished and turned the knob it creaked open, revealing the pitch-black house. He quickly turned on the foyer light, looked around the corner into the kitchen and plunked the mail on the counter.