‘You seem overly excited!’
‘Today’s a big day, all right. I’m headed to the #bank. If everything goes OK, I’ll be able to afford gas for my car.’
‘Costs have skyrocketed, for sure. But taking out a loan for expenses seems a bit drastic.’
‘I know, right? Can you hand me that ski mask?’
#vss365
So beautiful.
Tall sea-green bottle of rum embossed with a pirate's skull and crossbones topped by the replica of Johnny Depp's "3-hearts" tattoo. The neck of the bottle contains a gold label indicating the name of the rum as "Three Hearts" and a replica of the beads Johnny wore in his hair while playing the role of Captain Jack Sparrow in the Pirates of the Caribbean movies.
The rum is NOT gone! My 1st Edition bottle is en route to me and I cannot wait! I wish I'd ordered two - one to keep sealed and one to pour.
#ThreeHearts #Rum #JohnnDepp #CaptainJackSparrow #JackSparrow
Six cats, each in their own spot as they occupy an entire sofa.
...and even running to their food bowls at dinner time then looking around before eating as though waiting for the others to eat, too. It broke my heart and I didn't know how to comfort them except to be there, love them, and tell them I understood. After all, that's what they do for us, right?
This is so sad and so beautiful. They grieve, too. We lost three of our five furbabies within weeks of each other - cancer is a bitch through and through. Our remaining two babies did what Nugget is doing, sleeping beside the others' beds, searching their hiding spots, crying for 'no' reason...
From one New Yorker to another, might I #offer a bit of clarity? The word is #frustrate, not fustrate.
#vss365 #WIPSnips
#JustSayin
#ILOVENY
“I didn’t know she was dead. I tried to #wake her up but couldn’t.” She played with the soda can, wiping non-existent sweat from the sides of it. “It finally sunk in, but I didn’t even cry. I don’t know why. If ever you’re gonna cry, that’d be the time for it, don’t you think?”
#WIPsnips #amwriting
I feel this. Sadly.
Wow. How exhausting evasion can be!
Between these covers waits a portal
A passage to another life
Open it and the world you carried today
Dissolves
Turn one more page, and I #assure you
Your burdens
Cannot follow
Books were never paper and ink
They were always
The transport
#vss365
I LOVE this. Love it.
‘Dad, my therapist said I might be having insecurity issues because I didn’t get a lot of validation. Are you proud of me?’
‘I can #assure you, I couldn’t ask for a better son.’
‘Aww, thanks.’
‘I tried to, but they said I was stuck with you.’
#vss365
"Stalkers? Peeping Toms?" She pressed her fingertips to her head, massaged the burgeoning ache there. “My life is out of control.”
“Not with me around. I can #assure you, no one is watching you now.”
“You’re watching me.”
“I’m watching out for you, there’s a difference.”
“Is there? Really?”
#vss365
Oh how I miss waking in the early morning to see these precious little creatures sitting on my nightstand.
#caturday #catmom
She looked at the photo, and it all came back like a tender embrace. Mama's voice. Singing, laughing. The scent of her perfume. The #warmth of her touch. It was all so real, as if years hadn't passed since she'd heard it, felt it, smelled it. Since she'd known the comfort of it, the love.
#vss365
Though the sharp lingering scent of cigar lingered in the room, she also noted the #warmth of another, more heady, fragrance. A scent wholly his. Like cashmere and cherry cordials. Like a place where troubles could be easily forgotten, if only for a few moments.
#vss365 #amwriting #romanticsuspense
Thank you so much!
Tires spun on ice.
Got them!
He bolted from the room, nearly leapt down the entire flight of stairs, then raced from the house, and charged toward the street.
Too late.
Tires caught, and the car sped off, fishtailing around the #corner. Traveling too fast for him to even glimpse the tags.
#vss365
She wouldn't give him the #fight he wanted. Not this time. Fighting was his way of deflecting. His way of secreting away his own emotions. But he'd pried deeply into hers, and she'd been open with him. Painfully so. He'd earned her trust, and she needed to know she'd earned his as well.
#WIPsnips
She didn't recognize her niece any more. No longer saw the #precious squirmy bundle she helped bring into the world, or the little girl who at one time gleefully toddled to her w/giggles & open arms. "Whatever you're up to..." Her trembling voice gave away her terror. "...has to stop. Now."
#vss365
We're fighting over whether we're going to be a country.
It seemed she’d awakened to realize how phony it all was...even the landscape with foliage planted in groupings nature would never consider. And the people? Smiles to your face, insults to your back. They believed wealth determined #value. And she was valuable indeed. Though never valued.
#WIPsnips
Clearly this man took one look in the mirror each morning and figured he had it made. Why bother working on personality with a face as perfect as that? Dark-lashed brooding eyes, chiseled jaw. Heck, the man even had the regal nose and killer cheekbones of a movie star.
#vss365 #dark #amwriting
It took all of his effort to ignore the heat of her #touch. To not ease her away from him. To not draw her closer.
#vss365 #amwriting #romanticsuspense
Bleary-eyed, I looked into the NY sky where they said the Northern Lights might #loom bright.
They did not.
Instead, the night held its mysteries close, revealing only infinite space, majesty and starlit beauty; chilling contrasts to the horrors on earth where gluttony and madness rules.
#vss365
She heard him, saw him speaking and knew the words came from him, yet none of it sounded like the man she’d known all her life. His voice was thick and dry, like he was drained of all life, all hope, and all reason.
#WIPSnips #drain #amwriting #romanticsuspense
She wouldn’t cry again, not now. If she did, she might not stop...not until she’d replayed every cherished moment she’d spent with him, or until grief had drained her dry.
#WIPSnips #drain #amwriting
It's hard to believe this is our reality.
