La Bête Noire
(The Black Beast)
Firelight plays across your face. For a moment, maybe, there’s a gentleness I haven’t seen, not since long ago. Time and space have ceased for us. We lay entwined, your hands in my hair, my hand on your chest. And I weep. Such bitter tears of anguish fall from my eyes.

Your eyes are still hidden though. So deep. ( Read more... )

When I was a kid anyone could hit me and I’d take it. I could get called hateful, mean things and I’d produce copious amounts of tears for their enjoyment. I had no defenses and I had no way of knowing how to even build a half-wall around myself. I took every hit, physically, emotionally. It didn’t matter. I learned to lay down early as that kept ( Read more... )

You Can't Take It Back

Of all the souls to touch my life, I never imagined you’d be the one to shatter me.
But you did.
And you can’t take it back.
I shouldn’t keep you.
Into the darkness I run. Into my shadows.
I sit, my knees pulled to my chest.
My fingertips trail across my blade.
I want to die.
I want to end it all tonight.
My demon crouches low, breath ( Read more... )

I'm sure I heard this prayer several times while growing up, but it wasn't until around 1 year or so ago that I read through it and felt like it spoke to me. Since then I've tried my best to work toward the goals in this prayer. In just working at it, it's changed my life for the better in more ways than I can count. It's made me smile more, laugh ( Read more... )

Today's excerpt is from my young adult paranormal Panthan's Abyss, which is a work in progress still.

*Spoiler Alert*

If you're waiting for this book's release and don't want to read any possible spoilers then pass by this one, please.

Characters: Laura and Grayson

Past tense told in 3rd person from Laura's point of view for this scene.

The mouth let ( Read more... )

Jealousy and the fear and pain of loss. Today's excerpt is from my young adult novel Pieces of Me, which is currently undergoing reconstruction.

Characters: Aspen and Jason

Past tense told in first person by Aspen

A dozen thoughts buzzed through my brain as I stared at her, beginning with an image of myself smashing one of those heavy vases over ( Read more... )

I guess on the outside people always see something different than the true person who is inside. This is also true of couples. I get asked every once in awhile about arguments between my characters. "How do you write them? You and your husband seem to get along so well."

True, we do get along for the most part, but of course we argue. lol As all ( Read more... )

In my mind, Mother’s Day celebrates not only moms, but also womanhood. I’d love to write a letter honoring all the moms across the globe, but I’m a YA author. My true heart will always be with my teens, and some of them will be moms one day. All will be women. So this is my letter to them.

To all my girls:

I used to be you, which is the very reason ( Read more... )

Okay. I am on an extended blog break. This was not intentional, but my life has taken some twisty turns this past month. (No tornado pun intended) And on that note, we are fine where I'm at. However, we're all a little worried about how much longer the levees can hold that mighty Mississippi back from us. It's breaching levees all up and down its ( Read more... )

1. I climbed in bed last night and turned on my TV. One of my favorite shows happened to be doing an arc where the mom dies of cancer. My heart couldn’t take it. I turned out the lights, my chest a silent night. All was calm in there. All was lost in there. Last week ended on a terribly sad note and this week began with the funeral. Death is ( Read more... )