Sunday, January 31, 2010

Photos from the Nature Trail

Just off the Loop Trail to the North of the entrance closest to the Town Toyota Center lies the Horan Nature Area. About 2-2.5 miles of dirt trail that connects to the main paved trail, which in turns leads into and around the Confluence Park area. Here's some photos I snapped on a walk Saturday.

This is right off the main trail. I took this standing on the little bridge out to a jetty. The clouds and patchy sunlight and trees are reflected in the water.

A little further down the trail, you come to this sculpture. I forget what it's called! It's of a fox and some fishes.

This is near the entrance to the Nature Trail. Nice reddish colored branches frame the little inlets off the Columbia River.

Beaver damage. The group has been busy this year. What man cuts down, the busy beavers finish off in short order.

Along the trail, a giant pond flush with last year's cattails sits silently. During the summer, red winged blackbirds hold court.

In more stagnant patches, or areas perhaps not at deep, the ice has taken over. Not hard enough to skate on though, I don't think!

The pedestrian bridge and the meetup with the Loop Trail. Over the bridge you can cross into Confluence Park, a popular RV campground during the summer.

The next bridge over from the pedestrian bridge is the old rail road bridge. Osprey and Eagles make their nests atop it. Often you will see one hanging out. Notice too, how low the river is here. There's quite a bit of gravel showing, and not a lot of snow.

The trail back leads past the red bushes that overgrow during the summer and snag you when you run by....

A shot looking towards the beginning of the trail. The long chainlink fence curves up and around nearly to the entrance. I always run that length for my warm up.

Today, we were on the West side of the Loop Trail, but I didn't take my camera. We did however see some colorful sights.

Now we're making biscuits and drinking sparkling wine. *hic*

More later,

Love, Bratty

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

More Loop Trail pics

End of the month workshop wrap-up

Okay, I took four workshops this month, and what did I learn?

Let's see....

The RD Blurb Workshop
This was awesome! I actually got a blurb or two finished! Here's my second one:

When a despondent vampire can't let go of his human life, he shadows his ex-girlfriend while trying to step into the undead life his Mistress is demanding of him, only to discover that the woman he loved has been kidnapped by an old enemy and now he must commit to this immortal life he never wanted and assume command of the Seethe in order to save her.

Woo hoo!

Now for the third's more complicated. More on that one later.

Story Sense/Story Logic Workshop on Passionate Ink

Okay, this one was a little harder to nail down. There weren't exactly any assignments, but I will be working through some story logic with the instructor hopefully on the board. Will see....

Creating Your Space Military with Linnea Sinclair

1) I learned more than I ever wanted to know about the U.S. Navy, 2) argued over terminology usage with various individuals, 3) threw ideas up against the fan to see what would stick, 4) enlarged my to-be-read pile quite a bit, and 5) and have quite a stash of Web sites and photos and drawings to help me through the thought process.


ESPAN Self-editing workshop with Angela James

Hmmm...if it hadn't been such a problem to get on the forum in the first place, I'd probably have liked it better. But ...sigh..things don't always go as planned. I'm reading through the notes on this one, and have to say that I'd have liked more asides from a editorial standpoint, versus sentence mechanics instruction, but what can you do? Obviously the workshop was geared for every level of writer, so in a way, that's not a plus. For me anyway. I'm not sayin' I'm oh-so-good, just that I can/do speak/write English with some clarity - most days!

Not always, I'm sure.

RD's Steampunk Workshop

I totally missed this. Oops. Will have to go back and read the notes.

*head slap*

2YN - Two Year Novel Writing Course

It has begun. We are on lesson #3. Whoooo! No clue yet how this all ends.

Stay tuned.....

I must admit though, that I've slacked on the yoga and slacked on the writing and slacked on the laundry this month in favor of workshops, and I can't say I won't be happy to pare down a bit in February.

Perhaps the cat and I will take up chess.....

<3 Bratty

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Loop Trail photos 1/23/10

The following are photos I took on about a four-five mile walk today from 19th St. in East Wenatchee to the base of the Odabashian Bridge and back.

Isn't this a nice scene along the Columbia River?

And here's something - an old well or a fire pit perhaps? or an old fountain? - that I've always found inspiring in some ancient pagan worshiping kind of way:

And since the above photo is round, representing female, why not a long know... phallic symbol? Although this one is rectangular and not round. Oh well!

These mystery stairs could lead to trouble or to paradise? Which one, I wonder? Which secret world does the traveler emerge into at the end?

I can see where George Lucas got the idea for R2D2 quiet clearly from this shot. For some reason, I usually like lone garbage cans. Perhaps it's what they represent - humanity's unwanted things - and the fact that we put so much effort into decorating them. Or the fact they do it silently, like guardians of our dirtiest secrets that have been sworn to secrecy. Or maybe I just find them stately. Or penile....?

The whole walk, Ken and my sister nary waited for me. Nope! I had to run to catch up with them the whole way! Not sure how I managed to get ahead of them in this shot then....

Ah yes. The intrepid explorer herself. I mean, um, me.

When you get to the end of the trail, this is what you see. Unless you go up and over the bridge and on to the other side of the trail. Which I was not doing this day, in the fading light. This shot reminds me of renting canoes and canoeing under the 520 bridge on the other side. Good stuff!

And here are some miscellaneous photos for your perusal:

Have a good one!

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Blurb Workshop at RD's

Here's the blurb I've been working on in the Romance Diva's blurb workshop:

When a wrongly-accused Angel is stripped of his powers and cast down to Earth, he is given a mission from Hell: face the demon from his own past and conquer him. He soon joins forces with a failed demon trying to get into Heaven at any cost, only to find they share a common enemy in the demon under lord Malik. When Malik kidnaps his former partner, the one angel Justin loves, he and Doth must risk everything to save him before a blood-letting ritual unleashes the unholiest of demons. Even if that means Justin must take his place in hell.

What do y'all think?


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Photos of things

The evil one looking Chinese.

He does that on purpose, whenever we tell him it's national cat beating day.

The innocent one.

He's so fat, I think of him as Alfred Hitchcock or Orson Welles. He's pushy like all cats, and has a tendency to nibble on toes.

Carrots from the garden. Drug from their winter slumber and thrust into the kitchen, these little darlin's aren't so little as not make me think of ....well hell, take a look!

Pasta drying on the rack. Tonight's dinner: homemade pasta, chicken and Alfredo sauce. I made the sauce. I'm still perfecting my technique. Some day I will master the perfect sauce, no matter if other jealous cooks call me "Julia Brat" or not!

The all-important sourdough starter. Just hangin' out in the kitchen. Stayin' warm and bubbly. That's what it likes best.

A box of rice I found at Canned Food today. Nice! Two pounds of Basmati Rice for $2.49 is not a bad deal, considering how bad the short grain rice situation is these days. If you haven't been following the rice shortage, you may be surprised when you go to buy it at the store. Canned Food also has Jasmine Rice, same price for the same sized bag.

And that's all have for you for now.

I just finished watching District 9:
Which I shall never, ever watch again.

Too violent. Too bloody. Not my style.

I like that science fiction is starting to get meaner. It's going back to its social commentary roots lately. And that's a good thing. Verrrry good. I heartily applaud it.

But shoot 'em ups aren't to my taste no matter what the genre. However, I did think the main actor, Sharlto Copley, did a bang-up first class job of it. Good job, mate!

Love to see him in more stuff. Just not shoot 'em ups.

That's all kiddies,



Friday, January 15, 2010

Dear God, why?

Dear God,

Why is this week of all weeks, which really should be just like any other week and all the others before, but it's not, the week in which I am on the receiving end of bodily fluids from hell?

First- the spectacularly memorable - and I'm sure I will remember this for the rest of my life - mussel vomiting episode on the 13th. Now that was a doozy. I mean, if it was bad karma comin' at me, it certainly did its job, made its point, wrote the book and sealed the lid.
But now - and this is just so lovely - in the middle of watching District 9, I go out to the kitchen in search of a snack and open the door to the TV room only to find that my sniffer detects the odor of cat poop. Strongly. I glance at the outdoor cat sitting on the couch. He's not pooping. I throw him out anyway and search behind the chairs, under the table, in the kitchen, etc. but find nothing.

Then, I throw open the door to the bedroom - where inside cat is stowed during outdoor cat's visit (like oil and water, they don't mix well) - and find the cat has taken a ginormous shit on the bed. (Not on my side, I'd like to snark!) And I mean BIG. Not his usual dried up little tube of a turd, but huge - double barreled and partly runny to boot.


And it wasn't even hermetically sealed like this:

Why God? Why? The cat has never, ever done this before. Ever! I've never known him to do this. He's never even sprayed. So, WTF?

What have I done? Was I not nice enough to my interviewees this week? Did I forget to go shooting in the Sabbath? Am I being punished for my bacon addiction? Egads. I hope this is not like a plague where there's seven different flavors and this is only the first!

And on top of that, what's with weird-ass dreams, huh? Am I finally losing it? For good?

Keep up this crap *snerk* and I just might!

Well, there was no blood this week at least. Hee hee

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Don't eat this:


Do not pass Go!

Do not eat these:

Unless you want THIS to happen:

Yes, it happened to me. Last night after dinner out at the new sushi place in town. Yes, they were cooked, but that seems to matter little:

In shellfish poisoning, the poisonous ingredients are toxins made by algae-like organisms called dinoflagellates, which build up in some types of seafood. There are many different types of shellfish poisoning. The most well known types are paralytic shellfish poisoning, neurotoxic shellfish poisoning, and amnestic shellfish poisoning.

Since these poisons are heat stable, there is no way for the person who prepares the food to know that their food is contaminated.

Shellfish poisoning occurs in seafood with two shells such as clams, oysters, mussels, and sometimes scallops.

There are different types of shellfish poisoning. Below are the most well known types and their symptoms.

Paralytic shellfish poisoning: About 30 minutes after eating contaminated seafood, you may have numbness or tingling in your mouth. This sensation may spread down to your arms and legs. You may become very dizzy, have a headache, and, in some cases, your arms and legs may become temporarily paralyzed. Some people may also have nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea, although these symptoms are much less common.

Neurotoxic shellfish poisoning: The symptoms are very similar to Ciguatera poisoning. After eating contaminated clams or mussels, you will most likely experience nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea. These symptoms will be followed shortly by strange sensations that may include numbness or tingling in your mouth, headache, dizziness, and hot and cold temperature reversal.

Amnestic shellfish poisoning:This is a strange and rare form of poisoning that begins with nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea, which is followed by short-term memory loss, as well as other less frequent neurologic symptoms.

Oh, I love this: If shellfish poisoning causes paralysis, you may have to remain in the hospital until your symptoms improve.

Um yeah. And for more on the mechanics of vomiting, in case you wanted to know, see the Wikipedia article here. I for one, did not realize vomiting consists of (2) - yep, count 'em - 2 distinct and glorious phases.

I do now.

A February writing workshop

February 1 - 26, 2010

"Plotting Via Motivation"

by Laurie Schnebly Campbell

Motivation is what drives your story. Any of us could write a book in which character set out for a three hour tour and get shipwrecked on an uncharted desert isle. We've seen what seven such characters would do...over and over and over again. But what would YOURS do?

If you nail down any character's motivation, it doesn't matter whether the ship capsizes or lands safely three hours later. Your characters will create a plot from whatEVER happens, because you've got their motivation built in from the very beginning. Find out how, with a workshop that covers:

  • Motivation's Big Question
  • The Surprising Core
  • How Deep Do You Go?
  • Motivation Checklist
  • The 14 Blanks
  • Goal vs Motivation
  • Building Your Plot

Laurie Schnebly Campbell grew up in a family that talked "motivation" around the dinner table. While her day job in advertising is responsible for her synopsis skills, her Master's in Counseling works for motivating characters in her novels...including one that beat out Nora Roberts for "Best Special Edition of the Year." Check her out at

To register for the February 1 - 26, 2010 course, "Plotting Via Motivation," click HERE.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Robert McKee III

Robert McKee notes III

Ah Story. It's a good book and it's insufferable at the same time. LOL

Here are some more notes to save for future reference:

Controlling Idea - (which McKee prefers instead of the word, Theme)

"A Controlling Idea may be expressed in a single sentence describing how and why life undergoes change from one condition of existence at the beginning to another at the end.

"The Controlling Idea has two components: Value plus Cause. It identifies the positive or negative charge of the story's critical value at the last act's climax, and it identifies the chief reason that this value has changed to its final state. The sentence composed from these two elements, Value plus Cause, expresses the core meaning of the story." (115)

He then goes on to define Value and Cause separately.


"Value means the primary value in its positive or negative charge that comes into the world or life of your character as a result of the final action of the story. An up-ending Crime Story (In the Heat of the NIght) returns an unjust world (negative) to justice (positive), suggesting a phrase such as "Justice is restored..." In a down-ending Political Thriller (Missing), the military dictatorship commands the story's world at climax, prompting a negative phrase such as "Tyranny prevails..." A positive-ending Education Plot (Groundhog Day) arcs the protagonist from a cynical, self-serving man to some who's genuinely selfless and loving, leading to "Happiness fills our lives..." A negative-ending Love Story (Dangerous Liaisons) turns passion into self-loathing, evoking "Hatred destroys..."


"Cause refers to the primary reason that the life or world of the protagonist has turned to its positive or negative value. Working back from the ending to the beginning, we trace the chief cause deep within the character, society, or environment that has brought this value into existence. A complex story may contain many forces for change, but generally one cause dominates the others. Therefore, in a Crime Story, neither "Crime doesn't pay..." (justice triumphs) nor "Crime pays..." (injustice triumphs) could stand as a full Controlling Idea because each gives us only half a meaning - the ending value. A story of substance also expresses why its world or protagonist has ended on its specific value." (116)

To find your Controlling Idea, look to the story's Climax, MeKee suggests. "As a result of this climatic action, what value, positively or negatively charged, is brought into the world of my protagonist? Next, tracing backward from this climax, digging to the bedrock, ask: What is the chief cause, force, or means by which this value is brought into his world? The sentence you compose from the answers to those two questions becomes your Controlling Idea." (117)

Idea Versus Counter-Idea

One can play the Idea against the Counter Idea or the positive versus the negative to heighten the tension of the story. Indeed, a good writer should explore all avenues of switchbacks from + to - throughout the work, ending on the final either + or - Value. Wring all you can from it, while keeping the story centered on the Controlling Idea.

"In creating the dimensions of your story's 'argument,' take great care to build the power of both sides. Compose the scenes and sequences that contradict your final statement with as much truth and energy as those that reinforce it. In other words, do not slant your 'argument.'" (120)

"As a story develops, you must willingly entertain opposite, even repugnant ideas. The finest writers have dialectical, flexible minds that easily shift points of view. They see the positive, the negative, and all shades of irony, seeking the truth of these views honestly and convincingly. This omniscience forces them to become even more creative, more imaginative, and more insightful. Ultimately, they express what they deeply believe, but not until they have allowed themselves to weigh each living issue and experience all its possibilities." (121)

NOTE: McKee tells you to write only what you believe.

"...forge the story dramatically, moving it back and forth across the opposing charges of tis primary values." Sequence after sequence - alternates - between + and - dimensions of the Controlling Idea. The negative of the Controlling Idea is called the Counter-Idea.

To put it another way, "Sequence by sequence, often scene by scene, the positive Idea and its negative Counter-Idea argue, so to speak, back and forth, creating a dramatized dialectical debate. At climax one of these two voices wins and becomes the story's Controlling Idea." (119) "Which ever of the two is dramatized in the final climatic action becomes the Controlling Idea of Value plus Cause, the purest statement of the story's conclusive and decisive meaning." (120)

Scenes can also turn on internal and external conflicts at the same time, with different values for each. McKee uses the example of Sea of Love, where Pacino falls for Barkin's character. At each turn in the story "that points to her guilt" the charge is positive for justice yet negative for love. So you could /should /really ought to switch values + vs. - for each of your story's values at every turn, scene or sequence, though they might not be the same ++ or -- in each case.

More later,


More Robert McKee wisdom

Yes, I'm reading Story again by Robert McKee. I wanted to go back and re-look at the diagrams he has on pages 319-330 (see previous post) and look for ways to make sure I'm deepening the story "enough" so to speak.

This is off the subject of writing, but I saw the film Shrink last night with Kevin Spacey. It's the story of a Hollywood shrink who loses his wife and starts smoking pot in an effort to deal with the pain. After watching the movie, I tried to apply McKee's format and had a hard time figuring it out. Here's what I finally came up with:

Positive: coping
Contrary: denial
Contradiction: loss
Negation of the Negation: destruction of self (as he does on the TV show)

Not sure if that works or not...?

The way I see it, the Climax of the film occurs when he and Jemma talk at the end of the film and he says to her, "It's never going to go away, is it?" and she replies, "No. But we're still here, and that's something." That's the final statement, or the statement of the entire film the thing it was working towards the whole time. If I had to assign a Value plus Cause - the two components of the Controlling Idea - to this story, I'd have to say the Value is happiness is possible after loss, and the Cause is you are never as alone as you think you are. Or something like that. So the Controlling Idea would be: Happiness is possible after a loss because no one exists in a vacuum. Or Happiness is possible after grief because the human spirit endures.

What do you all think? Have you seen it? You should. It's very good. Spacey gives a convincing performance as a man suffering but in denial at the same time, which is ironic since all of his patients are a window for the man.

More on Robert McKee in the next post.

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Saturday, January 9, 2010

Robert McKee's antagonism

Robert McKee's "Story"
Chapter 14 Principle of Antagonism
In chapter 14, McKee states that "A protagonist and his story can only be as intellectually fascinating and emotionally compelling as the forces of antagonism make them."
Human nature is to take the easy way out, he wrote. The more powerful the forces of antagonism leveled at the characters, the more fully realized the story.
He goes on to explain that most stories on TV these days do not get past the middling level in antagonism. To go all the way, he suggests you deal with double negatives. Here are some of his examples, grouped together for the sake of pattern perception.

Positive Contrary
Justice Unfairness
Love Indifference
Love Indifference
Truth White lies/Half-truths
Consciousness Unconsciousness
Rich Middle-class
Communication Alienation
Success Compromise
Wisdom Ignorance
Freedom Restraint
Bravery Fear
Loyalty Split allegiance
Maturity Childishness
Negation of the Negation Contradictory
Tryanny Injustice
Self-hate Hate
Hatred masquerading as love Hate
Self-deception Lies
Damnation Death
Rich but suffering the pains of poverty Poor and suffering the pains of poverty
Insanity Isolation
Selling out Failure
Stupidity perceived as intelligence Stupidity
Slavery perceived as freedom Slavery
Cowardice perceived as courage Cowardice
Self-betrayal Betrayal
Immaturity perceived as maturity Immaturity

Do you see any patterns in the format? The opposite of the Positive trait is the Contradictory state. The Contrary is a midway point not quite a complete opposite. Unfairness isn't necessarily illegal, McKee wrote, whereas in the contradiction of injustice the laws have been broken. But the double negative is reached when "might makes right" or the government makes "legal crimes" against its citizens. I.E. ruling body is corrupt, therefore no hope of true justice exists.

"Fine writers have always understood that opposite values are not the limit of human experience. If a story stops at the Contradictory value, or worse, the Contrary, it echoes the hundreds of mediocrities we suffer every year. If a story does not reach the negation of the negation, it may strike the audience as satisfying - but never brilliant, never sublime." (332)

Further, McKee wrote, "When a story is weak, the inevitable cause is that forces of antagonism are weak Rather than spending your creativity trying to invent likable, attractive aspects of protagonist and work, build the negative side to create a chain reaction that pays off naturally and honestly on the positive dimensions."

Step one: identify the primary value at stake in the story
Step two: progress through the three degrees of negativity - usually from Positive to Contrary to Contradictory to Negation of the Negation. But not always.

Either the last act ends tragically, or the story/characters go back to the Positive "with a profound difference."

McKee also cautions you to love your antagonists. Make sure you love what you create, he wrote, and are not merely creating a character you insult and trivialize. "Embrace all your creations, especially the bad people. They deserve love like everyone else. If you can't love them, don't write them."

More later,


Friday, January 8, 2010

Things that make me love Old Navy despite the cheap shoddy clothes


Twice recently I've gone to Old Navy and been greeted by the same song as I walked in the door. That one song really really really makes me lurv Old Navy and their cheap wimpy clothes. The song? Oh, need you ask, but it is Rock Lobster!

KCMU used to play Rock Lobster every day, and I have to say it always made me happy!

Now I return you to your regular programming.

More later,


Wednesday, January 6, 2010


Why write crap the first time? I don't know how that works. But the first time ...things just go wrong. The second or third look and things start to make more sense.

Adding in motivation seems to be a big learning curve for me right now. I went back and tweaked some scenes. Here's one:

“And who do we have here? Is this a new friend of yours? Hmmm?” Malik turned his focus to Brian, let his gaze sweep over him in a possessive and seductive manner.

Justin clawed at Brian’s elbow, but couldn’t grab on. No matter what he did, vibrate his hand or not, his ethereal body continued through the other man’s. Damn it, come on!

Brian stood still, too still, not even blinking his wide open eyes.

“Hello Brian. So good to see you again.”

Shock rocketed through his veins so hard he flinched as though struck in the head. What the heck?

Malik licked his lips. “Miss me?”

Oh God. No. This can’t be true. It can’t be. “Brian? Brian? What’s going on?”

“And what are you doing here my pretty Angel Brian?”

Brian seemed to turn his head towards him for a few seconds as if considering a decision.

Though no way could Brian see him, he nonetheless felt the gaze. It encouraged him. There might be a way to break the hold if he just kept it up. “No don’t tell him anything. Don’t even answer him! Just go! Run! Now!”

But Brian swiveled a determined face back towards Malik. “I’m visiting. Visiting a friend.”

“Good. That’s good Brian. Everyone likes to visit friends, don’t they? I always do.” Malik’s hand snaked out and he let the fingertips caress Brian’s chin.

On impulse, Justin’s hand whipped out to slap it away. But unlike the bliss he experienced when his form passed through Brian’s body, as it passed through Malik’s, it stung. Discordant emotions electrified his nerve endings and he yelped from the pain as he jerked his hand back and wrapped the other one around it. A lingering image of a crushing black void haunted his memory. It left behind an impression of a dark, empty and painful place. So that must be what Hell is like.

But though empty, not insentient, it turned out.

Not so much motivation - although there is some hinted at on Brian's part - but backstory is added there. The fact that Brian and Malik had met before is the clincher. The way Justin finds out is like a kick in the balls.


And here's how motivation worked in the scene I am writing now:

“Now look. Let’s get this straight, okay? You help me rescue Brian from Malik, and I’ll get you back into Heaven.”

Doth flashed him a dubious look. “Remind me again how much pull you have with the archangel seeing as you have no wings and were, like, kicked out of heaven and all?”

“More recently than you I might add. And not sent to Hell by the way.”

The demon sucked on his fat lower lip and nodded. “That’s true. You they didn’t toss down the crapper. Me,” he shrugged, “they pretty much fired at the tiniest provocation. Okay. What do I have to do?”

“Basically make me invisible again so I can go into the demon stronghold and get Brian free. And, be ready to help us escape when I get back out.”

“And what do I get out of this again?”

Justin’s nose wrinkled up at the smell as Doth leaned over the couch towards him. Hopefully a tanker truck full of mouthwash. “You get a conference with the Archangel to plead your case. And I’ll back you up, saying you helped me rescue Brian.”

Doth thought it over for what seemed like an eternity while mindlessly humming the Jeopardy theme song.


“Doth? You there?”


“Huh? Oh. Okay. I’ll do it. But no tricks, human. No tricks or I’ll …”

Justin nodded. “I know, I know. You told me. You’ll fry my eyeballs to crisps with fire and then stuff live snakes down my throat until I burst into a million pieces. Yeah, I got it.”

The demon seemed inordinately pleased with line of reasoning. “Good.” He rubbed his hands together. “It’s been an awful long time since I’ve stuffed someone with snakes.” He got up and made for the door.

“Doth, where are you going?”

“I’d better start collecting them now. I’m gonna need about a hundred or so. I think.” He started calculating using his ugly fingers.

Justin sighed and let him go. He had worse problems to worry about besides a snake stuffing.

More later.



Monday, January 4, 2010

Wow! 303 for the day

I can hardly contain my glee at my progress. But, I did some editing too. Cut this. Changed that. What I'm left with is 303 new words for the day. Here's a snippet that may or may not contain some of them:

The next morning – on Heaven time – Archangel Frederick sank into his chair without grace and wearing a frown. He’d spent the rest of the night ruminating on his decision to send Justin down to Earth and had reconsidered his position at least a dozen times.

Damn what his heart told him –that kid had no business being down there alone and unprotected where he could run into serious trouble at any second. After berating himself until dawn, he’d hit upon a new plan. One he ought to have though of in the first place.


“Yes, my lord?”

“Call up Angels Gregory and Brian for me please.”

Horace coughed politely into his hand. “But they are not next on the list, sir.”

“I don’t care. Bring them here at once.”

Frederick sat with his hands on his thighs and waited as Horace sent out the summons. A few moments later, Gregory showed up holding part of a half eaten croissant in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. All in attendance waited in silence for Brian. When he did not appear, the Archangel ordered him summoned again.

Horace sent the summons, and they all sat back to wait.

After three more tries, it became obvious to all that Brian wasn’t coming.

“Did he come home with you last night?”

“Yes of course. We both arrived together.”

“And what did you do after that?” He almost hated to ask Gregory that, fearing the answer would be they’d spent the night together in his room.

“We went our separate ways, my lord.” Gregory shrugged and stuffed another bite of croissant in his mouth.

Frederick bit his check to suppress a burgeoning smile. “Well have you checked his room this morning?”

The always efficient Horace snapped his fingers and silently dispatched a lower angel to Brian’s quarters. He cocked his head to the side and listened as the report reached his ears. “I see. Thank you.” He addressed the Archangel once the connection closed. “He’s not there my lord, and it appears his bed has not been slept in.”

Gregory gasped and his hand jerked, spilling coffee on the throne room floor.

Archangel Frederick grimaced at his sacrilegious manners.

“H-how could he not be there? I left him at the hallway. He was on his way to his room!”

One scenario played through the Archangel’s mind that pleased him very much. But close on its heels came another that didn’t sit so well. “Gregory, how did Brian seem yesterday? Was he well?”

“Of course. We had a difficult day, sir, but then, aren’t they all?”

The Archangel fidgeted, looking annoyed. “Yes, but how did he seem to take the news about his former partner?”

Gregory shifted on his feet. “Oh that. Well, we didn’t find out what had happened until we got back and … Wait. You don’t think that had anything to do with it, do you?”

The Archangel pushed to standing, looking vigorous for the first time in days. “Oh I most certainly do.”

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Buy this book!

Compromising Positions releases today!

Falling in love is the last thing on his busy agenda…but compromising positions can lead just about anywhere.

David Strong knows how to do a lot of things—run an international fitness company, finesse stock portfolios and stay out of emotional entanglements. That is, until he gets tangled up with Sophie Delfino and her Sensational Sex workout. He’s supposed to help her demonstrate Kama Sutra positions for her couples’ yoga class. The rigorous postures require more than just physical control. And his co-instructor unexpectedly tests his control to the limit.

Sophie’s been fantasizing about David since her teens, but she never dreamed she’d actually be expected to run through her intimate desires—with an audience! The class is very professional, tame even—or it would be, if she’d been in any of the positions before. But she hasn’t—except in her wildest fantasies about David. Sophie knows she wants David in every way, and she’s flexible enough to use whatever she has to get him.

David can’t afford any unexpected distractions. Besides the sensual positions he has to endure without embarrassing himself in public, there’s an embezzler stealing from his company. And then there’s Sophie—who is well on her way to stealing his well-guarded heart.

Warning: This is one exercise program you won’t need to consult your doctor before beginning…unless he’s hot and available for house calls. The Kama Sutra isn’t for the prudish or faint of heart, and neither is this story.

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“With sensual love scenes, flirty repartee, and a man and woman clearly meant to be together, you get everything you could ever want in a romance novel. Overall, I have to say that Compromising Positions is a must read!”
~ Long and Short Reviews

"Compromising Positions would have to be one of the best contemporary romance novels I have read in a long time. Jenna Bayley-Burke delivers it all, romance, humor, and great chemistry between her hero and heroine. It is so well written. The pace is great, and the story line fantastic."
~ Fallen Angel Reviews

"This thoroughly enjoyable romantic comedy has likable characters and a smart, spitfire heroine...Bayley-Burke delivers a really fun read. "
~Romantic Times