2012 What a year it's been

   

     Wow, what a year it has been.  On Tuesday January 1, 2013, will mark the 1st anniversary that I started this blog.  My thought at the time were that I was going to be give you the peak into the publishing process I was going through and all the trials and tribulations that went with it. When I signed with my contract with my first publisher, I was told that I would not see my book published until the Summer of 2013.  Along the way, I learned a very important lesson, that sometimes self-publishing agency's will take advantage of you. Thanks to very good friends of mine, I was able to get out of that contract and found a wonderful editor who took me under her wing and now...I have my book published.  Okay down side, the original book, "Summer Rain" had to be broken down into two books, and the name had to be changed, upside...I have two published books, lol.  As you can see, book 2 has a cover!!!!!!  Look for its release January 1st, and of coarse I will be making the big announcement that day.  I am also having a Release/New Years eve party to celebrate.

     A lot has happened this year. I have grown as a writer, as a mom, and as a friend.  I was blessed to have people come into my life this year some new and some old.  A very dear friend came back into my life and I never realized before just how much I missed this persons friendship until we found each other again.  I found out who my true friends were, and how blessed I am to have them by my side.  They have all been a big part of me getting to where I am now and where I will be in the future.

     Also this year, I a part of my life was given back to her parents.  Gabbie went home, and truth be told, I miss that little girl every day.  I marked a year that her sister Chloe, who's memory lives on in these two book, passed away and went to be with my brother Robb.  I watched my oldest take make her next steps into her life by starting High School and my youngest start Kindergarten.

     I started the fight for causes that are dear to my heart and will do it in memory of Chloe so that no one will have to go through what I have.

     So what does 2013 hold for me.....That I'm not really sure about yet.  I know in April my next book will be published.  I hope to have the next book in the Fallen Angels series out this year too.  I hope to do some book signings too.  I know of hopefully 2 that I have planned so far and will keep you up to date as to when and where.

     In closing, I wish all of you who have found my little blog, a  Happy and Healthy New Year.  Thanks for stopping by and reading.  I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

Peace, Love, & Happiness ~JC

Christmas Message

     Tis the season....I was going to post from one of my stories but instead I thought I would post my Christmas Wish for you.  Next week's post will be a look back at this past year, shocking I know, no one does that.  But this week is about the Holidays and family.  In the past two weeks we have all heard of the tragic shooting in CT and also this week the dreaded Mayan apocalyptic.
     I will be the first to say that I did send out text to close friends just in case Friday was it.  But I also didn't live my last day in fear either.  Instead, I was at my little ones Christmas show.  Like most of us at 9:30 we had our moment of silence. I felt almost guilty in away because while 27 families (yes I said 27, his mother was a victim too) were laying their children to rest and I was watching mine sing Christmas songs.
     A lot of us get caught up in the Christmas rush, trying to find that perfect gift, or wrapping that said gift.  We forget what this season is really about.  I did something this year, that I hope to continue in years to come.  I had a chance to give back, and to me, knowing that another family could have Christmas was one of the most wonderful feelings around.  It is something I want to instill in my children.  When I first met my husband we use to do things just like this.  But as the years have gone on, he seemed to forget about all we use to do.  People have developed a "Me attitude"   The phrase "No one helped me so why should I help someone else." seems to be something I hear a lot.  The truth, so what.  Don't help someone because someone helped or didn't help you, do it because you can and leave happy because you made a difference in someone's life.  Because that person you helped may do that for someone else when they are in a better place.
     I am blessed this year to be in a better place then I was a few years ago.  I am blessed to have my family with me and the support they have given me.  I am also blessed to have awesome friends.  My wish for you, take a minute and be thankful for what you have, if you can help someone who needs it and don't expect anything in return, and enjoy your holiday with the ones you love.

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas~JC
   

Sunday Post "After Angels Fall~Camping fun"

It was a twenty-minute ride to the island and another twenty-minutes to the site they always stayed in.

“Fire pit is still here,” Nick said, putting down the first load of stuff and stretching out.

“Yeah, and Uncle Robb had the wood dropped off, so there is a plus. We’ll finish bringing the stuff in if you girls can clean up the area and figure out where we are going to set up,” Mark suggested.

“Wait, where’s the bathroom?” Gabbie asked, looking around. She had not stopped complaining since they go there.

Kevin rolled his eyes. “Right here,” he said and then took a gulp of water.

“And the shower?” she continued.

Kevin came over and put his arm around her, then pointed at the lake. “See that big puddle of water over there, that’s the lake and your shower for the next seven days.”

“You have got to be kidding me.” She looked at Chloe.

“Come on, Gab, it’s an adventure. Have fun with it.” Chloe laughed as she shook her.

Gabbie gave her an evil eye. “I am so going to kill you for talking me into this.”

Mark put down the cooler and looked at her. “Gabbie, chill, we just got here. Let’s get things set up and it will look a lot better.”

“Ahh, look what I found.” Kevin picked up a gardener snake.

Chloe jumped on Nick’s back and Gabbie screamed.

“That’s it, take me back!” she yelled.

Kevin walked towards her and held it out to her. “It’s harmless.”

“I mean it. I hate snakes!” she cried, running behind Chloe and Nick.

Kevin laughed at that. As he went back to the boat, he yelled, “We are so pretend broken up. See? I told you two this was a bad idea!”

“That doesn't happen much. He actually found it when we got off the boat and brought it here,” Nick said to Chloe.

She laughed it off. “It’s fine. They just freak me out a little.”

He pulled her back into his arms and kissed her. “Don’t worry, I will protect you from the big bad snakes.”

“Yeah, protect her from the snakes later. Come on. We got a lot to bring in.” Mark hit his shoulder and started back to the boat.

Three hours later, the camp was set up and the tents were up. Kevin and Nick went to put their stuff in; Mark threw it right back out.

“What gives?” Kevin asked, getting ready to throw the stuff back in.

“You two are over in the other tent. Claire and I are here,” Mark explained.

Nick looked at Kevin and then back at Mark. “Why is that?”

Mark put his hands on his hips and smirked. “Because I’m older and I said so. Hey, I’m letting you sleep with your girlfriend. You should be happy.”

“How is it I’m sleeping with my girlfriend when there are two other people in the tent?” Nick pointed out.

“That’s not my problem. Now go!” Mark pointed and went back inside with Claire.

Kevin looked at Nick. “We just got thrown out of our tent.”

Nick put his arm around Kevin’s shoulders. “Yeah, and you just broke up with your pretend girlfriend, who we now have to share a tent with. Good luck with that one.”

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Sunday Post "After Angels Fall"

Chloe sat in her room and watched out the window. She was beginning to like the dark now; she could hide the tears from Shelly better this way. She wanted out of this room and out of this life. It was so hard to say good-bye to him today. All she wanted to do was to go with him and run away from it all. For a moment in his arms, she felt safe. Safe from the darkness that haunted her. She heard the lock on the outside of the door unlock. Shelly staggered into the room and fumbled for the light.

“How was your little taste of freedom today?” she hissed at her.

Chloe swallowed hard. “Thank you so much for letting me go out. I’m grateful.”

“You should be. See? If you keep being a good girl and do what I ask, then everything will be fine. I know you miss him. I can make it so you can see him again,” she said as she played with Chloe’s hair.

“How is that?” Chloe was almost afraid to ask.

Shelly laughed at that. She touched Chloe’s cheek and ran her hand down her smooth skin.







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"After Angels Fall"

Authors Note: This is for the soon to be released Book 2 of the Fallen Angels Series: "After Angel's Fall" Due Christmas 2012.  For the next few weeks I will be posting from that book to give you a sneak peak into what happen after Nick and Chloe fell from grace. 

 Nick waited until he was in the car to look at them. She was breathtaking. Her body was covered in a white cloth except for her stomach, which was exposed as she held it. She wasn’t very big, still just a little bump, but you could tell she was pregnant. Roger had her looking down at her stomach in one shot, and in another, her face was aglow as she laughed. He had taken a few different poses, but the one he loved the most was of Chloe sleeping with her hand on her stomach. He couldn’t tell if she really was or if Roger had her pose that way, but whatever the situation, she was so serene.

Nick handed them to Kevin, who smiled. “She has gotten bigger since the last time I saw her. So what now?”

Nick stared out the window, hoping that maybe she would just show up. “I don’t know. I keep hitting dead ends. I thought that at least if she didn’t get her check yet, I still had a chance to find her.”

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"When Angels Fall" on sale now!

On Thanksgiving day, on top pf being thankful for all the blessings I have had this year, I added a new title to my name...published author.  One of my dreams have come true and I am speechless to now see it on sale.  In a few weeks the first paperbacks will be available, and then I will be able to hold a copy in my hand.  This feeling is unreal, almost like when I held my children for the first time, or that fist kiss you will never forget. A few weeks ago, actually the day before I left on vacation, I received the cover art.  I could not have captured Nick and Chloe any better then what finally came to life.  Now as I read through the final draft and it is live, I see them come to life again.  Book two, should be out soon after the first of the year, and it will show how both Nick and Chloe have grown since they fell and took that step towards becoming adults.  It will show how their love is tested through separation and test them on different levels.  There will be 2 more books after book two, with the possibly of prequel to follow.

The very next book after book 2 will be "If there never is a Tomorrow" but because the title is long, I may have to change it to make it shorter.  Look for tomorrows post as an introduction to the start of my author debut.  Also look for giveaways and blog tours and when the weather gets nicer, book signings.  For now I leave you with the link to go and check out, When Angels Fall and hope you enjoy!
Peace, Love, & Hope~JC

When Angels Fall
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When Angels Fall

  

Well, here it is, finally, after all this time, my first novel.  Words can not describe how I feel right now.  This is a dream I have had for such a long time.  I never dreamed I would actually be able to do this.  I never thought I was any good.  And honestly, I will not know until I read my first review from someone who is not a friend.  This is just the first book.  Book Two will be out in another month.  I am still looking for more people to join the blog tour, so if you have a blog and would be interested, please let me know.  For now, I have just 4 more days to wait until this dream comes true and my very first novel is published and I can truly say, I am a published author.~Peace, Love, & Happiness~JC 

Sunday Post "If There Never Is A Tomorrow" "I'm infatuated with you"

I let out a sigh, and thought about it. Was I really ready to explain what I had been through with John? “There really isn't much to tell. Did your parents ever have the sex talk with you?”

He laughed. “No, I learned about sex on the internet like most kids. You would be surprised what they have on the video site.”

Rolling my eyes, I smirked. “That's were you learned that move. Impressive.”

He laughed at that. “Thought you'd like that, maybe later I'll show you more. Kidding aside, yeah, my mom tried to and lets just say, that my mother had a really hard time explaining it to me.”

“My mom sat me down and talked to me. She gave me the speech about how you should wait until the time is right. To save myself for someone I loved, someone special. John, made me think I was special to him. Once I saw through all his lies, I realized how much of a mistake I made. Guys will say what you want to hear to get what they want. Except you. You have always been honest with me, at least I think. And if you haven't don't tell me.” I said softly.

“Hmm, So does that mean you love me?” He asked point blank.

How to answer? Did I love him? Those were strong words, and as much as I may think that I might, I couldn't say them to him yet. “I'm...infatuated with you.” I giggled again.

He rolled his eyes this time, and smirked at me. “Well, then I guess I'm infatuated with you too. I care about you a lot Annie. I'm glad I meet you. You have given me so much in the short time we have been together. Just don't ever change.”

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Cover Revel "When Angels Fall"

How to put into words the feelings I have right now.  I am supposed to be going on vacation tomorrow, and my wonderful editor sent me the most amazing going away gift!

This is every authors dream, to see the very first cover for the novel they have worked so hard to achieve.  This truly brought tears to my eyes and I still can not believe it is really happening.  "When Angels Fall" should be out in time for Christmas.

This story came to me in a dream and was a way for me to deal with the grief I had when I lost my sweet baby niece Chloe.  It was a way for her to live on.  I never imagined I would go so far as to publish it, but I was told by friends that it was a great story and should be.  I'm now taking that step, and seeing this cover and my name and my vision coming through is just unbelievable.  Now comes the real test, will it sell???  I'm just lost for words on how beautiful my very first cover is.

Peace, Love, Hope~JC

Sunday Post "If There Never Is A Tomorrow" "Bucket List"

 “Today had made me think of a lot of things. I wasn't supposed to live past seventeen. In a few months I'm gonna be eighteen. I think I'm gonna make a bucket list of things I want to do before I go. I mean in case I get really sick again. While I'm doing that, you are going to think about what you want to do with your life. I mean it Annie, who cares what kind of family you come from. Not everyone is made of money. There are all kinds of grants and things you can look into so that you can do what you want to really do. Monica told me about your writing.” He waited for me to say something about that. To protest about how I don't do that. But if Monica had told him, then I would have to explain things.

“The writing is just for fun. Nothing big. Really Nate, I never thought of going to college.” I continued.

Crocked his eyebrow at me, he smirked “Well, there is the first thing on my list, 1. Make Annie go to college.”

“Your so funny. Why is that important if I go to college?” I laughed.

“Because you deserve the best in life. I know you want to be a writer. I've watched you when your suppose to be doing homework. Your pen is always moving and I know it wasn't for doing your math problems. If that's what you want to do, then go for it. Promise me that. If anything ever happens, and for some reason I'm not here, you have to follow that dream.” He made me promise.

“I don't want to be a writer. Again, its just for fun. If I really had to think about it, maybe work with kids. I don't want to be a teacher though.” I laughed

He smirked. “Yeah, look how well you handled Jim. Help me with this. Lets make a list of all the things we want to do. Even if its just for this summer.”

“This is really kind of morbid. Why would you want to write something like this?” I questioned taking the notebook from him. He got quiet again. “Nate, what is it?”

“Sometimes I think I am living on borrowed time. Today really made me think about it. I mean it was a great day, really. I was so overwhelmed with everything. But...it made me think too. Right now, I feel great. While I'm feeling like this, I want to do things. If something should happen, I don't want to look back as I'm laying in that hospital bed and think I played it safe.” He explained.

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Sunday Post "Autumn Wind"

Nick watched Chloe as she danced with Kyra. His feelings were suddenly so over whelming for her. He sat up and watched every move she made. The way the dress moved with her as she swung her hips to the music. He found he wanted to be that dress, covering her body absorbing the tantalizing sweat as it soaked the fabric and clung to her skin. “How is it that beautiful angel is mine?” He said sitting back wondering how she was married to him.

“I ask myself that every day.” Kevin laughed.

“I’m serious. Isn't she the most gorgeous woman you have ever seen? And she is mine. How did I get so lucky?” The drug was bringing out so many emotions in him.

All Kevin could do was laugh. The first time he had taken X he had said that about Kyra. He watched Kyra now too, knowing that tonight she would give his body a work out.

When the girls returned, Kyra handed Chloe a bottle of water. She took it and tried not to guzzle it down. It was as if she couldn't get enough. It tasted so sweet and tingly against the sandpaper that had become her tongue. Try as she might to not waste any of its liquid; she found that it ran down her chin running between her breasts to add to the moisture that had already started to soak her dress. As each drop of water descended, it sent a vibration down her body as it ran its course bring her body to full arousal.

Nick took the bottle from her and pulled her onto his lap. His tongue rippled down her throat sucking at any of the reaming liquid that was left. He found her lips and kissed her hard, forcing his tongue into her mouth in the hope of tasting the waters sweetness on her lips. He had no control over his body, he wanted her badly, he needed to feel the silkiness of her skin against his. “I need you now” He said breathlessly.

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Sunday Post "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

     His teacher handed him a bag. “You can't graduate with out it. I'm going to go to my office, put this on and then we'll go surprise your fokes.”

    Once she left, Nate stood there in shock. He slowly took the stuff out of the bag and looked at the maroon gown. “Hey, this is the quietest I've seen you.” I smiled taking it from him.

    “It's kind of a surreal moment. There was a time, I was told I wouldn't be able to see this day. Now, I'm standing here, trying to figure out how I made it this far. What this day means to me and my parents, its just amazing that it's finally here.” He tried to explain.

    I helped him put on the gown and then fixed his collar over the edge. I smoothed it down and looked at him. “Then your a miracle, and I know how hard you worked to get to here. Enjoy it for what it is, don't think about what you were told. You proved them wrong.”

    He put on the cap and then started playing with the tassel. I couldn't help but laugh at him, when he pulled me close. “I'm glad your here with me. It means a lot.” He kissed my nose.

    “I'm glad you wanted me here. You look good.” I hugged him and then his teacher came back.

Sunday Post "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

I sat and waited for the next bus. I didn't care where it was going, I would get home eventually. I fought to keep from crying. Why I wanted to cry, I didn't know. I was just so mad that he was acting like this. I wiped a stray tear that had escaped and sniffed back in case there were anymore threatening to make their way down. Could he not see how much I cared about him? The more I thought about how he had reacted to seeing me there, the more it upset me. Had I been wrong? Should I have just gone down the shore with my friends and left him here?

I had been staring off into traffic when someone sat next to me. I moved over in the set, giving this person more room and not even bothering to look at them, because frankly, I didn't want them to see me crying like a blubbering idiot.

“It's may be like this a lot. There are days I seriously just want to do nothing but rest. It's been almost two years now, and I'm still trying to figure it all out. The thing is, I like you a lot Annie, and I don't ever want you to resent me for feeling like this sometimes.” His was so soft spoken in his words, almost feeling guilty for being sick like he was.

I couldn't look at him. I didn't want him to see I had been crying over this. “Do you not understand that I care about you so much that it doesn't matter to me if I'm going to miss out on things.”

He took my hand and squeezed it a little. “I do understand. I'm really touched that you stayed behind for me. I don't know why I snapped at you like that, the only thing I can say is my sugar is low and I'm moody. Annie, look at me.” He touched my cheek so I would look him in the eyes. Seeing the tears that were wallowing there, he pulled me into his arms.

I laid my head on his shoulder and held on to him. “I was just worried about you. I didn't want you to be alone.”

“Well, I'm not alone, now. I got my girl with me. I'm sorry I flip out. It means a lot that you did this. I didn't eat and I'm still feeling kind bad, so do you want to come back with me? Or should I take you home?” He was rubbing my back and talking close to my ear.

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Sunday Post "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

    He shook his head and moved away from me. I could see hurt in his eyes suddenly, loneliness almost. “Is this where I tell you how sick I really am and you call me later and it's just not going to work?” He seemed annoyed at my suggestion. He walked back to his bed and sat waiting for my answer. He took a defensive pose, crossing his arms and watching me, almost daring me in away.

    I walked over and sat next to him. Turning, I took his hand, holding it in both of mine. Since I had known him, I had never thought of touching his arm, even when Jim had made the joke about it and when he himself teased me about it. Slowly I moved my hand to touch the lump that rested on the inside of his forearm, almost afraid of how it would feel. I placed my hand on top of it and could feel his blood rushing through it, almost pulsating beneath my fingers. I could feel him watching me intently. I looked up at him, my hand still feeling his life vibrating against it, “I just wanted you to tell me what I need to know if you are in trouble. What to expect when you are sick, so that I can help you if I can. That’s what a girlfriend is supposed to do.”

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Six Sentence Sunday "If There Never Is A Tomorrow" Pineapple

    He looked at me ready to drive off after I got out of the car. “Annie, really, I’m not so sure about this. My confidence is pretty low right now. I mean I will go to this party, but don’t go too far away from me. I don’t want to be alone with her for long. And for god sakes, keep Jim away from the booze. He will be trashed in an hour if he is drinking.” Nate was rambling.

    I slammed the door, through my hair back and laughed at him. “You are such a baby! Really Nate, it won’t be that bad. And if you need a break we can come up with a code word to get you out of there.”

    He locked up the car and smirked. “That’s a great idea. Let’s use pineapple. That way people will think we are crazy when we say it and only you and I will know what it means.”

    “Pineapple, really? Why not strawberry or applesauce?” I teased him.

    “I hate applesauce and I can’t eat strawberries, I love them, but it screws up my stomach.” Nate answered and followed me onto the front porch where there were a few people hanging out.

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Six Sentence Sunday "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

We went down by the lake and I turned him around so that his back was towards the water. I know they were all watching us. I could even feel Stacy’s icy stare on the back of my neck wondering what I could possibly want to talk to him about. “You know you’re my friend right?” I started hoping he would appreciated what I was about to do.

He looked at me confused. “I pretty much shook them up. But I didn’t know what else to say when she asked.”

“Do you trust me?” I questioned.

“Should I be scared?”

I didn’t even answer, I just pushed him as hard as I could back into the water and stood back waiting for him to surface.

“What the hell, Annie” He yelled at me.

I just snickered. “There, I’m treating you like one of us.” Everyone was behind me now as I smiled at him and winked. My big mistake, walking away, because he had gotten out of the water so fast, I didn’t know I hit the water until I came up for air. 

Six Sentence Sunday "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

     I was frozen in fear and could hardly get the words out he asked for.  I sobbed and tried to do what he wanted, hoping that it would be over quick.  The door suddenly opened and Jim pushed me back onto the floor.

     Nate stood there looking from Jim to me.  I scrambled to fix my shirt and then sat back on the floor, my knees to my chest, trying to control myself.  I heard Jim zip up his jeans and laugh.  “Hey Bro, what’s up?”

     Nate was quiet at first still looking between the two of us.  “Nothing, Stacy asked me to get her a sweater.  Did I interrupt something?”

     “We were just messing around.  No harm done.  Annabel is being a little shy.” He played it off.

     Nate looked back at me and I looked away quickly, drying a tear that ran down my face.  “Anne, are you okay?” He was so gentle about it.  So nice and I felt so dirty.

     Jim spoke up for me, I guess hoping he would leave so we could finish.  “She is fine.  Annabel, tell him.”

     I thought about it for a minute and then looking at Nate, hoping he would understand and get the hint I was going to answer him with.  “I’m feeling a little sick.  I think I had some bad pineapple earlier.” I could barely get it out, but prayed he got it.

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Six Sentence Sunday "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

 

His hand was on my cheek suddenly, bringing my lips to his.  What the hell was happening?  I was about to be kissed by my soon to be ex-boyfriend’s best friend. My mind went blank as soon as the softness of his lips gently brushed past mine, then again his lips kissing me softly, bring my body closer to his.  He pulled back and looked at me a little unsure of how I would react.  I was speechless; I just kissed him back, feeling that this felt like this how it was supposed to be. 

Six Sentence Sunday "If There Never Is A Tomorrow"

Little more then 6 but enjoy!

I was so wrapped up in the mixed emotions what were taking over my body, that hadn’t even noticed that I had mistakenly dilled the phone until it was too late and heard someone saying hello.  Quickly I walked away and then took a deep breath to compose myself. “So here is your first tip, eat before you go.” It was all she could think of saying.

     “Annie?  Is that you?” He sounded unsure.  It must have been that my voice cracked thinking about the scene I just left.

     “Ah, yeah, I needed a break from all the fun I was having and thought I would call and give you the first tip of the night.” That was a stupid thing to say.  I looked up at the sky hoping something more intelligent would come to me.

     He was quiet, to quiet.  “Okay, so eat beforehand.  Got it, anything else?”

     “Ah, no, just a few dance moves you should know, but I’m sure Stacy could show them to you.  Did I wake you?” He sounded tired.  But then again, he could just think I was crazy to actually call him about this stuff.

     “I must have fallen asleep watching this stupid movie.  My mom had to work so I got stuck with my nephew.  You would think a movie about talking cars would keep my interest, but for some reason it knocked me out.” He continued.

     I laughed a little.  “Kids movies not your thing, Nate?  I was sure with the company you keep it would be right up your ally.”

     I could hear him snicker on the other end of the phone.  “Smart ass.  You might like this movie, you date children.”

     I looked back at John and his latest girlfriend.  “You don’t know the half of it.  I should really get back.  I might be missing something important.”

In lieu of Six Sentence Sunday...

Im not going to post a Six Sentence Sunday this week.  In stead, I'm going to write about someone very dear to me who passed away.  Monday marks 4 years since I got that phone call.  The one that shatered my world and left such a huge hole in my heart.  Not a day goes by I dont try to call him, and not a minute goes by where I dont think about him.

What I am about to post, I had posted on MySpace the day he died.  This is my brother Robb, Gusto to his friends.  This is for him...

Robert "Gusto" Rice
October 15, 1973~August 20, 2008
I need to do this now before all the things I want to say fade away. Two weeks ago I was in a small town in IL called Ottawa. I was there to see you brother Gusto marry the girl of his dreams Adrienne. Eric, Amber and I were all in the wedding and we had brought my mom out for this big event. It was a tough week of planning not to mention we got the call about our Travel dates for China. Gusto and Adrienne came out here for their Honeymoon, (I know why NJ) This is where Rob grew up and where we all live.
Let me tell you about this brother of mine. He had such a personality. He was so funny and loved to help out any way he could. He did have his bad points, none that really matter to the people who love him best, but that was Rob. He was a loyal Cowboys fan. So much so he would call every game weither it was with the Eagles or not and start a fight with Amber about which team was better. He loved his Ambiepans. He would do what ever he could to make her laugh. Even if it ment diving on the grown to capture the deadly Fire Flys Steve Irwin style. While he was here he wanted us to take him to the boardwalk so he could take Amber on rides the way he had always wanted to.
He couldn't wait to see his new neice who he fondly called Jadiekinz. His biggest fear was that she would't get to know him like Amber knew him because he lived out in the midwest.
I think he knew.....
Rob, Gusto, passed away in his sleep last night. He left us wondering why, but thankful we were blessed with two wonderful weeks of memories to hold on to. He has left a hole in our hearts but we are all better for have known him. He was my brother, a pain in the ass at time, but ohh so loving, and I am going to miss him soo much.

Gusto, if you can see this in cyber space, I love you man, and Jadiekinz is going to know and love and miss you too. Watch over Ambiepan and her and try to help us threw the void you left.

4 years have past and it doesn't get any easier.  4 years since I had to break my mothers heart and tell her she lost her son.  4 years since I had to stand in front of a room and talk about my brother. 

I miss you, Gusto, Rest in Peace.

~JC

Interview with an Angel...The Fallenmore Blog tour

I'm standing in a clearing in the dead of night.  All around me I can hear something moving, almost stalking me.  I think to myself, this is crazy, the things I do for my fellow authors to help them promote their books.  This time, it’s an interview with a sort of angel, a Seraph, to be exact.  I know her name is Jade and my good friend Lucy Swing, told me this was the place to meet her.  I have followed Jade story now through 2 books and I find that I am excited yet a little nervous to meet her.

     I can hear a swooshing sound above me, sort of like bird's wings, dancing in the wind.  A very large bird at that.  The full moon is the only light I have besides the small flashlight that keeps going out on me.  Looking up, I see a form, descending the night sky to land not too far from me.  As the figure stands, I can just about make out that it is a young teenage girl with long black hair and almost glowing green eyes.  I know who she is by the clothes she is wearing, black jeans and an old Aerosmith tee shirt. She looks around me and then slowly walks towards me.

      “I was told to meet you here.  Are you Jo?” She asks as she walks around me.

     I nod.  “I came alone, are we safe here?” I have to ask, knowing who and what follows her at times.

     She laughs at that, “Are we ever safe?  Let’s begin, incase trouble finds us.”

Me: You have been through so much in the last year; do you ever wish it never happened?

Jade:  (She thinks about it for a minute then answeres) It’s one of those things that if they hadn’t happened, then, in turn, others wouldn’t. For the most part, I wish none of this would have ever happened. I wished I could still be a normal teenager whose biggest problem was trying to figure out what to wear to school the next day and how to avoid Amy’s cattiness. But now, I’ve had to grow up and lose so many people. If I could, I’d change that above all. I just want my parents back.

Me:  What about Amy, do you trust her now that she is free?

Jade:  She has changed, that is certain, but I cannot say I trust her fully. She seems to have really grown into her new lifestyle and powers, and it unnerves me. We will definitely be keeping a close eye on her.

Me:  Is there anyone you truly believe you can trust?

Jade: (I can see her smile a little as she thinks of him) Blake. Without a doubt. He may have kept a few secrets from me, but they weren’t awful, just surprising.

Me:  Do you feel that Abbie was a friend or foe in your help to find Avan?

Jade:  (She sighes) A little bit of both. She kept Lilith away from me, so that certainly didn’t help me one bit and in turn, made me have to expose myself to Blake, Claire and Nate. But she doesn’t seem as evil as she claims to be.

Me:  Do you think Lilith would have betrayed you in the end if she had not been attacked?

Jade:  I guess we will never know. However, when we were in my bedroom and she told me her story, I saw something I had never seen before. The sincerity in her words told me she meant what she said; she just wanted to feel closer to the lover. In the end, she saved my butt, so although she has hurt me deeply, I will never forget what she did for me.

Me:  Having seen what she had given up her soul for your freedom, what are your feelings about her now?

Jade:  (She gets quiet for a minute, possibly reliving what had happened in the tunnel.  She looks up at me and I can see the sadness in her eyes.) Speechless. I could not believe she would do that.  I think she is finally at peace and my hope is that she has found Mathias and she can finally be happy once again.

Me:  It makes me wonder about something, do you still have Lucifer’s powers?

Jade:  Yes, which makes me wonder… when will he be coming after me? What will he do to me to get them back? No one seems to know for certain.

Me:  Are you still at battle within yourself with the darkness?

Jade:  (Laughing a little) It’s a struggle, that’s for sure. I can control it much better than before, but it’s an inner fight with my own self.

Me: And now that you finally realize your feelings for Blake, do you feel they are stronger than Avan’s?

Jade: (Looking off into space now thinking of them both) They are different. I love Avan, but with Blake, it’s like warmth that spreads in me and takes over me. It’s stronger than anything I have ever felt.

Me: You are such a strong person Jade, are you strong enough to battle the impending battle you will have with Avan?

Jade: (A tear escaping her eye) I sure hope so. We should have the same strength, what it all comes down to is, am I strong enough to actually do it…  (She gets quiet for a minute and then looks at me, and I can almost see all the power she holds.) I won’t let him hurt anyone, that’s for sure. So if it comes down to it, I will have to...kill him. It’s not only Blake that I worry about getting hurt, but all of humanity. I don’t know what Avan is capable of, and I won’t sit around and wait to find out.

I touch her hand and she seems to look through me.  I can see the pain in her eyes from the battle she is doing within herself about this.

Me: One last question, is there any last words you want to leave this interview with?

Jade:  (She is smiling now, thinking about all she could say,) I just wanted to thank all the readers that have been rooting for me and following my adventures, it means the world to know that I am interesting enough for you.

With that, her beautiful black wings spread and she is gone within an instant.  I look around and can see that the sun is starting to rise and that a new day is about to begin, for her and all of us. 

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Lucy Swing lives in sunny Florida with her husband and two children.
She is a YA Paranormal/ Romance writer, whose works include: Feathermore (Feathermore Trilogy #1 ), Fallenmore (Feathemore Trilogy #2) and Bloody Valentine, a vampire/witch novella.

She is an absolute book hoarder and must always have a book at arm’s length. Music is her muse, and there is always a soundtrack that plays along her life.
For more information on Lucy Swing please visit her website: http://www.LucySwing.com and the Feathermore Trilogy blog: http://www.feathermoretrilogy.blogspot.com