Sorry to not be able to complete Far From Over. I tried working on it, but my Writer's Block seemed to trickle onto Patton's Purpose, and I'm starting to feel pressure on that to complete. I'm way busy in my "actual" life, so thinking about these stories is not even an option for me at that moment.
I think I'd just use the blog to update on stories and my publishing endeavors, if I get one...lol
Thanks for following, hopefully I'll be able to post Far From Over up on Fiction Press so that it can be completed and read for more feedback.
Dee
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
A shoulda, coulda, woulda, moment...dayum...I'm stupid!
So, last night I had a stalker, not in the "oh my goodness" sense. It was one of those missed opportunities. Which in a way wasn't my fault, but maybe it was the guy's. I don't know, but I can't stop thinking about if I "woulda, coulda, shoulda".
I was on my way to the corner store late last night. I also was on my cell with a friend of mine. Now, it's dark on the street besides the street lights and I'm already in my talk zone. I hear the honk of a horn and because NY has so many cars honking at each other, I'm not sure if it's honking at me or another vehicle. It was honking at me, but it's dark, I can't see where it's coming from. I just continue on my way.
I get in the store, still on my phone by the way, get my drink, and when I turn around from the refrigerators, there is the finest Indian dude standing behind me. What the fuck!? He gives me this smile and those pitch black eyes had a damn "sparkle" (can you hear the romance writer coming out in this tale? lol) But I swear they like twinkled. I don't know, like he knew me or something. I paid for my drink then was about to leave when he is still behind me. He says hello, with that big ass grin. I can't help but smile back and of course say hello. The boy was damn fine as hell. Just cute all around. He deserved a my kool-aid smile and a hello back. But, I thought that was it. Until I left the store. Walking back toward the apt building and I realized he was following me. He followed me all the way home.
I should have been scared, right? But I wasn't, he was too cute, but he didn't try and get my attention the way that a guy would. Yes, I was still on the phone and yes, after all was said and done, I SHOULD have hung that bitch up and confronted him on his stalking tendencies...right? LOL But then I asked myself, he didn't man up...so he deserved to not get any play. I heard a soft "hi" when I got to my building, but he'd already said "hi". It just made me wonder. Did I know him? No, I think I would have recognized someone that good looking walking past me. Then I thought about COULD I have done anything differently to make him feel I was approachable. Yet, I didn't speed my walking up. I didn't make it seem that I was uncomfortable. Hell, he practically got hit by a car when we walked across the street (although it was the guy in the cars fault for not paying attention). But he hurried to catch up with me. Through all that you WOULDA thought he'd make sure he at least made contact.
Well, I'm kicking myself for not taking that initiative, but also pissed at him for stalking me then not following through.
Dayum, he was so fuckin' cute...geez. I hope I see him again. I'm gonna make contact for real...lmao
Dee
I was on my way to the corner store late last night. I also was on my cell with a friend of mine. Now, it's dark on the street besides the street lights and I'm already in my talk zone. I hear the honk of a horn and because NY has so many cars honking at each other, I'm not sure if it's honking at me or another vehicle. It was honking at me, but it's dark, I can't see where it's coming from. I just continue on my way.
I get in the store, still on my phone by the way, get my drink, and when I turn around from the refrigerators, there is the finest Indian dude standing behind me. What the fuck!? He gives me this smile and those pitch black eyes had a damn "sparkle" (can you hear the romance writer coming out in this tale? lol) But I swear they like twinkled. I don't know, like he knew me or something. I paid for my drink then was about to leave when he is still behind me. He says hello, with that big ass grin. I can't help but smile back and of course say hello. The boy was damn fine as hell. Just cute all around. He deserved a my kool-aid smile and a hello back. But, I thought that was it. Until I left the store. Walking back toward the apt building and I realized he was following me. He followed me all the way home.
I should have been scared, right? But I wasn't, he was too cute, but he didn't try and get my attention the way that a guy would. Yes, I was still on the phone and yes, after all was said and done, I SHOULD have hung that bitch up and confronted him on his stalking tendencies...right? LOL But then I asked myself, he didn't man up...so he deserved to not get any play. I heard a soft "hi" when I got to my building, but he'd already said "hi". It just made me wonder. Did I know him? No, I think I would have recognized someone that good looking walking past me. Then I thought about COULD I have done anything differently to make him feel I was approachable. Yet, I didn't speed my walking up. I didn't make it seem that I was uncomfortable. Hell, he practically got hit by a car when we walked across the street (although it was the guy in the cars fault for not paying attention). But he hurried to catch up with me. Through all that you WOULDA thought he'd make sure he at least made contact.
Well, I'm kicking myself for not taking that initiative, but also pissed at him for stalking me then not following through.
Dayum, he was so fuckin' cute...geez. I hope I see him again. I'm gonna make contact for real...lmao
Dee
Sunday, January 6, 2008
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! WOOO HOOOO!!!!!
I know I'm a few days late..hahaha. I've been typing away at my stories, especially
SAJIN'S MATE.
If you've been following it there was a moment in the last chapters where I introduced a character. This story has sparked a desire to turn it into a series. I haven't named them yet, but I'm excited and have outlined the second book in the series already. It is exciting to say the least. I've began the first chapter beginning immediately after the ending to the last one.
Well, I've been using my free time to knit. Yes, although I am capable of going out and buying things, I love to knit also. A few online friends that I've been chatting with for awhile, as diverse in race as age, are becoming my guinea pigs for my knitting pleasure. They are all for it. So when I began brainstorming to knit something that will fit their personalities, I came across a few male knitters. One as young as eighteen and another who unfortunately is married... :(...he is very handsome. I found his pattern so cool and him sexy.
I would love a man that knitted. I've never thought of that, but a man that knits, even if he has a college degree and probably is Mr. Tough Guy to his friends, but if he knits! What does that say about his personality!? I would just adore a man like that.
It seems we are always presented with an "ideal" man to look for. If you found out that he did something that is mostly a "woman's" past time, what would you think about him? Woud you think he's "gay"? Weak? What? I'm sure many women would think that. We are always impressed with the "strong" male. Someone who will go out and hunt, then bring it home so we can cook it, etc... But, I realized that I thought it was just the sexiest thing.
I hope everyone has a fabulous 2008! I hope to, especially with my favorite story being finished, I hope to have it edited and published by this Summer and the next book in the Series also finished so that it can be Published by Winter. So far I have three books in the series and thinking of a fourth. Hmmm, should Logan be given a "second" chance after such an checkered past???
SAJIN'S MATE.
If you've been following it there was a moment in the last chapters where I introduced a character. This story has sparked a desire to turn it into a series. I haven't named them yet, but I'm excited and have outlined the second book in the series already. It is exciting to say the least. I've began the first chapter beginning immediately after the ending to the last one.
Well, I've been using my free time to knit. Yes, although I am capable of going out and buying things, I love to knit also. A few online friends that I've been chatting with for awhile, as diverse in race as age, are becoming my guinea pigs for my knitting pleasure. They are all for it. So when I began brainstorming to knit something that will fit their personalities, I came across a few male knitters. One as young as eighteen and another who unfortunately is married... :(...he is very handsome. I found his pattern so cool and him sexy.
I would love a man that knitted. I've never thought of that, but a man that knits, even if he has a college degree and probably is Mr. Tough Guy to his friends, but if he knits! What does that say about his personality!? I would just adore a man like that.
It seems we are always presented with an "ideal" man to look for. If you found out that he did something that is mostly a "woman's" past time, what would you think about him? Woud you think he's "gay"? Weak? What? I'm sure many women would think that. We are always impressed with the "strong" male. Someone who will go out and hunt, then bring it home so we can cook it, etc... But, I realized that I thought it was just the sexiest thing.
I hope everyone has a fabulous 2008! I hope to, especially with my favorite story being finished, I hope to have it edited and published by this Summer and the next book in the Series also finished so that it can be Published by Winter. So far I have three books in the series and thinking of a fourth. Hmmm, should Logan be given a "second" chance after such an checkered past???
Sunday, December 23, 2007
I needed that....
Today I was in the supermarket, listening to my iPod and minding my business. Supermarkets are the last place I think I'd meet men, since most are with their girlfriends or wives. Occasionally, I pass the elderly gentlemen who give me a smile and say hello. I reply back, it's just politeness.
Well, today, I was approached by another elderly gentleman. I don't know why he did this, but after I left out the supermarket, I realized, "I needed that". He walked up to me and said something, I turned off my music and looked at him so he could repeat. He did.
"You are very beautiful." he says, then gives me a huge smile. I'm speechless, yet I automatically smile and say "Thank You", he nods with a smile of his own and walks away.
Now, I'm one of those women who do not wear make-up, lip-gloss is my lipstick and I have a dusting of freckles that are barely visible against my brown complexion across my nose and upper cheeks. My hair was in a pony tail and I had a headband on to keep the fly-aways at bay. I actually didn't feel very beautiful at all.
I actually had been questioning that mirror I look into everyday and the men that send me emails or IM from my profile on another website about liking my picture and such. Why was I feeling this way? Because I let someone who judged me on the outside, make me feel that way on the inside.
How did that man know I needed to hear that today? Although, I've rarely heard it from ppl close to me, I am always surprised to hear it from strangers. I look at it as a good thing. It means I'm not vain and my whole life is not based on "how I look" but what I do with my life/self.
Although one person can put a dent in your armour, that is all they can do. I had to remember that today and I thank that older gentlemen for reminding me, out of one person, there are many who thing the opposite.
Dee
Well, today, I was approached by another elderly gentleman. I don't know why he did this, but after I left out the supermarket, I realized, "I needed that". He walked up to me and said something, I turned off my music and looked at him so he could repeat. He did.
"You are very beautiful." he says, then gives me a huge smile. I'm speechless, yet I automatically smile and say "Thank You", he nods with a smile of his own and walks away.
Now, I'm one of those women who do not wear make-up, lip-gloss is my lipstick and I have a dusting of freckles that are barely visible against my brown complexion across my nose and upper cheeks. My hair was in a pony tail and I had a headband on to keep the fly-aways at bay. I actually didn't feel very beautiful at all.
I actually had been questioning that mirror I look into everyday and the men that send me emails or IM from my profile on another website about liking my picture and such. Why was I feeling this way? Because I let someone who judged me on the outside, make me feel that way on the inside.
How did that man know I needed to hear that today? Although, I've rarely heard it from ppl close to me, I am always surprised to hear it from strangers. I look at it as a good thing. It means I'm not vain and my whole life is not based on "how I look" but what I do with my life/self.
Although one person can put a dent in your armour, that is all they can do. I had to remember that today and I thank that older gentlemen for reminding me, out of one person, there are many who thing the opposite.
Dee
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Random Ramble...Men???...hahaha
So, I went out Friday night...yes by my damn self...because I needed a break. A breather. Something to get my mind off of all this clutter. I do this often because I have a hard time finding dates anyway.
This "date night" was the movie, The Hitman. I'm a big action-flick junkie and ohmigoodness! Was the dude that played the Hitman "lovely" or what? He was just gorgeous. I'm not usually into bald men, but he looked mighty fine. Anyway, I enjoyed the movie.
But, I wonder what some of these white boi's are thinking? I was standing in line and there was this white guy in front of me. He seemed alone also. I'm really not paying much attention to him until he asks me about the movies that are playing. I am not good at hiding my body language, so I know I looked at him like "where have you been, dude?". But, I'm polite. I tell him about each of the movies and of course, me not really thinking too much into it, tells him "I'm gonna see "The Hitman"...blah..blah..blah" He buys his ticket before me (I'm listening to my iPod, so I have no idea what he decided on). After I buy my ticket, I walk to the theater and sit down. A dark shadow is looming over me. Now, I'm getting creeped out.
"Are you saving the seat for someone?" he asks. No, I say. "Do you mind if I sit beside you?" It's a free country, I reply. Because I do mind, but I can't be rude. I'm from NY, but I ain't rude! LOL I am giving off all kinds of, "dude, please I am not in the mood.." vibes! Any other time, I may have been alright with striking up a conversation with a stranger, but I wasn't in the mood to be socialable.
He kept trying to get me involved in a conversation. (By then the movie had started). This is not the time to try and pick up a girl, man!
"Have I seen you somewhere before? Is your name...?" I tell him...no. He introduces himself. I do the same, because I am polite. I really want him to turn around and watch the movie, because I want to watch it too.
He proceeds to tell me why he's at the movies. NO!!!!! I want to watch the movie...not start a conversation!!...Good grief? He was very young, early twenties maybe.
Thankfully, he caught a hint, but I hauled ass out of that theatre, before he could "walk me" to my car. It's 12:30am I am not about to converse with you.
Now, no, he is not the type of guy I go for and he was very, very young. I'm in my early thirties, he was just in his twenties if that. I probably wouldn't have minded getting to know him, making a new friend. I was just not receptive. Is that wrong of me? I don't know.
On another note, the next evening, I went to a casino with a friend of mine I'd been talking to for just a short while. Only spent an hour, but it was fun. Afterwards, we chatted online the next morning and planned to get together for coffee, but he couldn't at the last minute. So I get an IM this evening after a busy day asking if something was wrong..etc. This guy is in my peer group, about a year or two older than me. I'm still wondering how me not being able to chat with him during the day, cause we kept missing each other, constituted to me not liking him or rejecting him in some way?
My last date-date I had (a month ago), I spent the whole night trying to keep this guys hands off of me. He just made me uncomfortable. The smelling of the hair, the constant touching, the whole damn clingy factor. It was our first date!!!! I don't know you well enough to get down like that!
I had never had my space invaded like that without my permission. He wanted me to "wrap" my arm through his, which I think is very intimate and for a "girlfriend/boyfriend" type relationship. I told him No, that I didn't feel comfortable with him yet to be so touchy feely. He stared at me the whole evening, which made me more uncomfortable (I probably would have been flattered, had he talked while doing it). I felt that I was carrying the whole conversation. (I hate silence, especially when you are just getting to know a person. There should be more than enough to talk about if you really are interested in one another).
I don't know what it was. I wasn't giving the wrong impression to any of these men. I am a very laid back person, very open, and polite. On all these situations, I think they each were just these personalities that made me wonder what do men think when they go out with women. What are they thinking when they are near me in particular!
It is very confusing when I think about it and I have a mind to just stop going out with the men in this area. They are creepy.
Dee
This "date night" was the movie, The Hitman. I'm a big action-flick junkie and ohmigoodness! Was the dude that played the Hitman "lovely" or what? He was just gorgeous. I'm not usually into bald men, but he looked mighty fine. Anyway, I enjoyed the movie.
But, I wonder what some of these white boi's are thinking? I was standing in line and there was this white guy in front of me. He seemed alone also. I'm really not paying much attention to him until he asks me about the movies that are playing. I am not good at hiding my body language, so I know I looked at him like "where have you been, dude?". But, I'm polite. I tell him about each of the movies and of course, me not really thinking too much into it, tells him "I'm gonna see "The Hitman"...blah..blah..blah" He buys his ticket before me (I'm listening to my iPod, so I have no idea what he decided on). After I buy my ticket, I walk to the theater and sit down. A dark shadow is looming over me. Now, I'm getting creeped out.
"Are you saving the seat for someone?" he asks. No, I say. "Do you mind if I sit beside you?" It's a free country, I reply. Because I do mind, but I can't be rude. I'm from NY, but I ain't rude! LOL I am giving off all kinds of, "dude, please I am not in the mood.." vibes! Any other time, I may have been alright with striking up a conversation with a stranger, but I wasn't in the mood to be socialable.
He kept trying to get me involved in a conversation. (By then the movie had started). This is not the time to try and pick up a girl, man!
"Have I seen you somewhere before? Is your name...?" I tell him...no. He introduces himself. I do the same, because I am polite. I really want him to turn around and watch the movie, because I want to watch it too.
He proceeds to tell me why he's at the movies. NO!!!!! I want to watch the movie...not start a conversation!!...Good grief? He was very young, early twenties maybe.
Thankfully, he caught a hint, but I hauled ass out of that theatre, before he could "walk me" to my car. It's 12:30am I am not about to converse with you.
Now, no, he is not the type of guy I go for and he was very, very young. I'm in my early thirties, he was just in his twenties if that. I probably wouldn't have minded getting to know him, making a new friend. I was just not receptive. Is that wrong of me? I don't know.
On another note, the next evening, I went to a casino with a friend of mine I'd been talking to for just a short while. Only spent an hour, but it was fun. Afterwards, we chatted online the next morning and planned to get together for coffee, but he couldn't at the last minute. So I get an IM this evening after a busy day asking if something was wrong..etc. This guy is in my peer group, about a year or two older than me. I'm still wondering how me not being able to chat with him during the day, cause we kept missing each other, constituted to me not liking him or rejecting him in some way?
My last date-date I had (a month ago), I spent the whole night trying to keep this guys hands off of me. He just made me uncomfortable. The smelling of the hair, the constant touching, the whole damn clingy factor. It was our first date!!!! I don't know you well enough to get down like that!
I had never had my space invaded like that without my permission. He wanted me to "wrap" my arm through his, which I think is very intimate and for a "girlfriend/boyfriend" type relationship. I told him No, that I didn't feel comfortable with him yet to be so touchy feely. He stared at me the whole evening, which made me more uncomfortable (I probably would have been flattered, had he talked while doing it). I felt that I was carrying the whole conversation. (I hate silence, especially when you are just getting to know a person. There should be more than enough to talk about if you really are interested in one another).
I don't know what it was. I wasn't giving the wrong impression to any of these men. I am a very laid back person, very open, and polite. On all these situations, I think they each were just these personalities that made me wonder what do men think when they go out with women. What are they thinking when they are near me in particular!
It is very confusing when I think about it and I have a mind to just stop going out with the men in this area. They are creepy.
Dee
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Josef On YouTube!!! Music.....
So I got a link to the latest vid from Josef, an R & B singer (who happens to be White dating a Black woman). He really loves his girlfriend and has dedicated a few songs to her. I love all of his music and have downloaded his album off of iTunes.....
Take a look at this boy....he's a fab writer too...Boy has heart!
About Being Alone by Josef
Take a look at this boy....he's a fab writer too...Boy has heart!
About Being Alone by Josef
All Stories Up Again...Fiction Press!!!
I've finally completed the original three stories I started five/six months ago on Fiction Press (link below to stories).
Let Me Love You was one of my favorites. Now that that is done, I am beginning on this story for the blog, which by the way might get a Title change. Along with Sajin's Mate, a paranormal/fantasy fiction (this is not Erotica by the way). I'll be posting what I've completed, which is about an extra three chapters of what I left off with.
Whew! I'm so happy to have the abiity to focus on just two stories instead of five. Never again.
Link To My Fiction Press Site: http://www.fictionpress.com/u/567362/
Dee
Let Me Love You was one of my favorites. Now that that is done, I am beginning on this story for the blog, which by the way might get a Title change. Along with Sajin's Mate, a paranormal/fantasy fiction (this is not Erotica by the way). I'll be posting what I've completed, which is about an extra three chapters of what I left off with.
Whew! I'm so happy to have the abiity to focus on just two stories instead of five. Never again.
Link To My Fiction Press Site: http://www.fictionpress.com/u/567362/
Dee
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