Wednesday, October 29, 2014

WRITER WEDNESDAY_SANCTUARY


Today Writer Wednesday brings to you my fellow author friend, Ms. Te` Russ. Te` from the big ole state of Texas, known for creating characters with big ole hearts,  joins us to share her latest work, "Sanctuary."

OVERVIEW:

When Sienna Townsend finally gets the courage to leave her abusive fiancé, she never expects to end up stranded on the side of the road in a small town in Texas. Her plan is to gas up her car and keep on driving as far away from Arizona and her bad memories as possible.

But a few friendly faces and kind hearts convince Sienna that perhaps Coalton is exactly where she is meant to be.


Kevin Baker has come home to give his sister away at her wedding. He's surprised when he runs into the mysterious beauty in his tiny hometown. He can see the shadows of hurt in her eyes and something draws Kevin to Sienna, filling him with the urge to take care of her.


When Sienna moves into an old rundown home, Kevin offers to help her renovate. But they soon find that he is repairing more than her broken home....he also begins to repair her broken heart.
 

EXCERPT:

"So how are you liking Coalton so far?"

Sienna heard Kevin's muffled voice and looked around trying to find him.

She covered her mouth to stifle a gasp when she saw him under the sink, in those tight jeans again. She picked up her coffee and took a sip to clear her dry throat.

"It's definitely not like Arizona," she said.

"I bet," Kevin said. "Did you let your family know where you were?"

Sienna exhaled as she looked down into her coffee mug. She absentmindedly swirled the spoon around as she said, "There was no need."

"Won't they worry about you?"

"No," she said, becoming sad. "It's just me really...Pete was..."

I'm the only family you have, the only one whose ever loved you and who ever will love you...

"Who's Pete?"

Sienna had realized that she'd squeezed her eyes shut. She'd been trying to get Pete's words out of her head. She hadn't heard Kevin stop working under the sink and stand.

"You're shaking," Kevin said, taking a step toward her.

Sienna stepped backward and found herself pressed against the island. She turned around and sat her mug down. She shook her head and tried to speak, but the lump in her throat was too large.

"Is Pete your ex?"

She whirled around and glared at him.

"What did Ronnie tell you?" Sienna demanded.

"Only that you'd just gotten out of a bad relationship," he glanced down at her wrist, and the bruise that was nearly gone now. "It wasn't hard to figure the rest out on my own," Kevin said.

"I don't want to talk about this right now," Sienna said, sliding past him.

"Maybe it will help," Kevin said, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"I have to go and get ready for work," Sienna said, leaving the kitchen.

"Don't you want me to check out the shower first?"

"You can do it later, after I'm gone," Sienna said, before running up the stairs to her room then slamming the door shut.
           
"Damn," Kevin swore, as the sound of Sienna's door closing echoed through the house.

One step forward, two steps back, he thought, shaking his head.

He wanted to kick himself.

When he asked about her family, she'd sounded so sad, that he stopped working and stood up, only to find her eyes closed, hand clutched around her mug and her body was shaking so bad, he thought she might faint.

It was obvious she was trying to block out a memory.

Asking about Pete being her ex had slipped out.

He'd wanted to reach out and wrap his arms around her, but he knew that wasn't wise; which was why his hands were now in his pockets, his nails digging into his palms.

The sound of the shower coming on nearly made him cover his ears as the loud banging sound came through the pipes. It was worse upstairs than it was in the kitchen.

That would definitely be the next thing he would work on. He went back to work under the sink and realized he would need some parts to fix it properly, but what he'd done would now would give her ears some temporary relief. He made a list on his phone of things he'd pick up later at the hardware store then went back outside to work on the loose floor boards of her porch.

He'd gotten a great deal of work done by the time he heard the screen door swing open. Kevin stopped and looked up at Sienna.

Damn she's beautiful, he thought to himself.

She opened her mouth to speak, then shut it. After another moment, she finally said, "Thank you for fixing the sink."

"It's not a permanent fix, I need to get a few things to make sure it stays mended."

"Let me know how much the costs are so I can pay you back," she said.

"Sienna"

"I've got to go. Can you make sure you lock up before you leave?"

Now she was cutting him off.

"Of course," he said.

She breezed past him, and he wrapped his hand tighter around his hammer. Her fresh scent filled his nostrils. 

"Sienna?" Kevin called out.

She stopped, and for a moment Kevin thought she wouldn't turn around, that she'd keep walking to her car. Finally she turned and she looked at him, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"If you change your mind and decide you want to talk...I'm a good listener."

She looked caught off guard by his comment. He watched her as she seemed to process what he'd just said, then gave him a slight nod, before turning around again to head to her car.

After she'd driven off, he continued staring in the direction she gone.

Eventually, he got back to work on the porch. He decided since he didn't have a key, he would come back another day to continue working on the pipes after he picked up the supplies he needed. Coalton was a fairly safe town, but he still didn't want to take any chances of leaving Sienna's house open while he made a quick trip to the hardware store. The pipes would have to wait.

He took his frustrations out on the wood on the porch with the hammer.

This Pete guy had really broken Sienna. But he could tell she was fighting to get her strength back.

And he wanted to help her do that, but he didn't know how.

If only hardware stores had supplies to mend a broken heart...
 
ABOUT TE`:
 
Growing up an introvert, Te` Russ found solace in literary arts at an early age. She found reading to be a vehicle to broader horizons and writing a form of self-expression. She began writing love stories in her adolescent years as a way to expel her youthful thoughts of love into words. Since then she has gone from writing stories and thoughts of love in journals to attending college for journalism and falling in love, which has allowed those youthful words of love to blossom into a series of stories in her romance novels.
 
Though she has an immense appreciation for the sheer smell that books collectively exert, she also has found balance to her introverted nature with adrenaline inducing activities. So if she does not have her nose pressed deeply into a book or her pen ticking through a pad, you may also find this mother of three jumping out of airplanes, cheering her husband on at the top of her lungs at MMA fights, buzzing down the interstate on the back of motorcycles, or kayaking.
 
 
To keep up with her writings and other things going on check out her pages:
Twitter: @TeRussNovels
 
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by: CHELLE RAMSEY

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Tuesday, October 28, 2014

MY TRUE ESSENCE_A BOOK REVIEW

OVERVIEW:

Rebecca has everything she ever prayed for and more, and is living like she doesn't care if she loses it all. Dani's business is thriving and her faith is strong. Her diagnosis will expose her own insecurities and life's truth. Jenessa epitomizes the definition of a strong woman. A routine doctor's visit forces her to confront the genetic cloud that has hovered over her since childhood.

Monday, October 27, 2014

FINDING TRUE HAPPINESS_MOTIVATIONAL MONDAY MOMENT

Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul.
Democritus

This quote became a reality that my family has experienced over the last month. I've been a bit scarce on my blog and social media during that time. My home caught on fire at the end of September and it has brought with it so many challenges and tasks to deal with. It was the day after my youngest son's birthday.

Life hasn't been the same since, as we have been working to rebuild our lives to the new normal. Unfortunately for us, this new normal may last for approximately 3-4 months as the contractors work on our home. Fortunately for us, our home wasn't completely destroyed. Yet, we have not been able to live in our home because of the damages we did incur, as well as the smoke damage. For the last month we've been living in a hotel, which is quite a distance from our home.

While hotel living has been inconvenient, we are thankful to be together and in good health. My family has truly learned the lesson about making the best of what we have in in every circumstance. We were not able to take anything from our home except for the clothes we had on our back that day. Struggles and challenges abound, but God is faithful and He has truly been taking care of and providing for us.

My husband, daughter, two sons, and myself have both learned to be happy with what we have and in each and every moment we've been blessed with. But above all we're learning to be happy with and appreciative of one another. We are thankful in the small things and in various moments throughout the day. We're happy because we know that we create our own happiness, and it doesn't come with the items that were lost in the fire, or other unimportant things in life. We're happy because we have the greatest gift of all, our love for one another.

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By: Chelle Ramsey

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Monday, October 20, 2014

MOTIVATIONAL MONDAY MOMENT_LOVING YOU FOR YOU

"You must love yourself before you love another. By accepting yourself and fully being what you are, your simple presence can make others happy." Unknown


We are often our worst critics. Learning to know who you are deep within, why you behave the way that you do, and knowing what's most important to you is the greatest justice that you can do for yourself. None of us are perfect and we never will be. What we can do is learn to embrace ourselves, including our faults.

Shakespeare's quote from Hamlet, "To thine own self be true," is spot on. Because once you know yourself and can keep it real with you, then you can be real with others. It's impossible to be fake with those you come into contact with when you always keep it real within.

You can't help but be the best that you can be in almost every situation. Allowing yourself to open up and shine forth also frees others. When people see that you're always giving your best, accepting of yourself, and that you love yourself, they can't help but be inspired. Your presence makes a difference in their world.

Go forward in this week, embrace you, celebrate you, and love you.

Be blessed.

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Wednesday, October 15, 2014

WRITER WEDNESDAY_LOVING HER MAN


Welcome to #writerwednesday. Here on Writing My Dreams, you will have sneak peeks at upcoming projects that I am working on, or my published books available on Amazon. Today I'm sharing a snippet from the second book in The House of BeJeweled series, entitled BeJeweled: What A Tangled Web We Weave. This #wip has just been returned from the editor, I'm proud to say. I plan to begin the edits this weekend.

This excerpt comes from Chapter 7:
LOVING HER MAN

Nikki got off work a little earlier that evening and arrived home around seven. Carlos was sitting in the parking lot on the hood of a car with a few of his boys, when she walked up to their complex.

She smiled at him and said hello to his friends. Carlos turned up a bottle of Jameson, guzzling with one eye closed, and watching her with the other eye.

“Now that’s how I like my woman Carlos…big round brown, firm tight waist, and glorious thighs to take me to heaven!” his friend Jacob crowed.

Carlos pulled the bottle down from his lips and licked them, never taking his eyes off Nikki.

“Yeah man…that’s how my Tasha is,” another of Carlos’ cronies Bud teased. “Them thighs be good for gripping a man tight, and taking him for a nice warm ride on a cold winter’s night,” he cackled before puffing on his cigarette.

Nikki rolled her eyes at both of them. She couldn’t stand Carlos’ friends and he knew it.

“Alright y’all chill now. Hey Ms. Nikki, you have a good day at work?” Devon asked. He was the one person she could stand. But she wouldn’t consider him a friend of Carlos.’ Devon was a neighbor that sometimes stopped to talk with the other two dummies and her husband. He was married, but he was a real nice guy and Nikki often wished Carlos would hang around him more and the other two less. She had hopes that some of his good ways would rub off on Carlos.

“Yes, I did Devon. Thanks for asking. Honey, I’m going upstairs to cook dinner. I’ll see you in a while,” she said, turning to Carlos.

He still had not said two words to her, but he kissed her full on the lips, never breaking eye contact with her.

Nikki was fired up inside when she reached the apartment. Not only had her husband not asked about her day, but he had stood by allowing his ‘friends’ to disrespect him and her. She wasn’t some random common woman walking down the street they were commenting on, but his wife. What man would stand back and allow other men to make comments about their woman, in their face like that? Not to mention, another man had to step in, and curb their disrespect.

Am I really on display now? She thought. On days like this I wish

“What Nikki…what do you wish darling?” she asked out loud. Shaking her head, she walked to the bedroom and undressed to prepare for a relaxing shower. But she needed some encouragement first.
GET THE 1ST BOOK IN THE SERIES, BEJEWELED: THE FLIGHT OF AN ANGEL ON AMAZON.

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