R.S. Emeline
A Day in the Life of R.S. Emeline
0400: The Marine flips on bathroom light--I growl. It's dark outside. Really dark, and the voices are still asleep.
0500: Heading out the door, the Marine wakes me up to say goodbye. I mumble something incoherent. It's still dark outside.
0600: Sunlight slips through my window, waking the voices in my head, just as my living, breathing alarm clock, the Munchkin climbs into bed with me. She knows it's important to share her dreams immediately.
0700: I'm dressed--usually. The Munchkin and the Niece are dressed and ready for school and work. I don my invisible cabbie hat and ignore the voices.
0800: Finished with my parental responsibilities, the voices demand to be heard.
0815: Realize the dog is crossing his legs. Take him outside.
0825: Check email, Facebook, twitter, and blogs. Chat with BFF.
1000: I haven't gotten anything done and the voices are whispering about a mutiny.
1015: Need chocolate.
1100: Got a whole page done--time for food.
1200: Run errands. Real life always wants something--like a stocked kitchen. I'll write more when I get done.
1400: Errands are finished. Time to relax with some chocolate and a book--not mine.
1600: Pick up the Munchkin and the Niece from work and school.
1700: Dinner--Yay! Followed by dishes--Not Yay!
1800: Munchkin bath time.
1900: Hugs, kisses, squeezes, Eskimo kisses, butterfly kisses, and forehead kisses--then Magick Tinkerfish, before the Munchkin is down for the night.
2000: Crap! I forgot to get back to writing, but it's too late and our DVR is on.
2100: Pass out face first into bed--unless husband is home.
*Rinse and Repeat daily
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0400: The Marine flips on bathroom light--I growl. It's dark outside. Really dark, and the voices are still asleep.
0500: Heading out the door, the Marine wakes me up to say goodbye. I mumble something incoherent. It's still dark outside.
0600: Sunlight slips through my window, waking the voices in my head, just as my living, breathing alarm clock, the Munchkin climbs into bed with me. She knows it's important to share her dreams immediately.
0700: I'm dressed--usually. The Munchkin and the Niece are dressed and ready for school and work. I don my invisible cabbie hat and ignore the voices.
0800: Finished with my parental responsibilities, the voices demand to be heard.
0815: Realize the dog is crossing his legs. Take him outside.
0825: Check email, Facebook, twitter, and blogs. Chat with BFF.
1000: I haven't gotten anything done and the voices are whispering about a mutiny.
1015: Need chocolate.
1100: Got a whole page done--time for food.
1200: Run errands. Real life always wants something--like a stocked kitchen. I'll write more when I get done.
1400: Errands are finished. Time to relax with some chocolate and a book--not mine.
1600: Pick up the Munchkin and the Niece from work and school.
1700: Dinner--Yay! Followed by dishes--Not Yay!
1800: Munchkin bath time.
1900: Hugs, kisses, squeezes, Eskimo kisses, butterfly kisses, and forehead kisses--then Magick Tinkerfish, before the Munchkin is down for the night.
2000: Crap! I forgot to get back to writing, but it's too late and our DVR is on.
2100: Pass out face first into bed--unless husband is home.
*Rinse and Repeat daily
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Purrfect Storm
Romantic Suspense
Tavin Chauncy thinks he has his work cut out for him when a fellow Marine gets arrested for assault. He soon realizes that it's nothing compared to the way his life gets flipped upside down when a mysterious woman appears in the middle of his living room during a rare desert storm.
This is a short story. Approximately 11,000 words.
Amazon.com
Tavin Chauncy thinks he has his work cut out for him when a fellow Marine gets arrested for assault. He soon realizes that it's nothing compared to the way his life gets flipped upside down when a mysterious woman appears in the middle of his living room during a rare desert storm.
This is a short story. Approximately 11,000 words.
Amazon.com
