Sorry I’ve been so quiet this week. I guess that’s just my way. You know when I’m quiet I’m deep in thought or maybe it’s worry over my current WIP (work in progress) and the silence usually means that the WIP has the upper hand. The darned story getting the best of me. Making me sweat a bit.
So it feels like I can’t seem to spare a word. Not for the husband, not for the kids and I’m sorry to say not for ye old blog. They are too precious locked up tight in some dark corner on my mind not wanting to let go of their friends and come to the light.
But I won’t give up. I have treats, such as candy and cookies and bubble baths and music and well, anything else they might want. I will be victorious and they will come out and eventually play nice.
Have a good weekend! I shall be pampering/coaxing my muse.
I reposted this yesterday over at Becoming Tru Me but like this video from The Sartorialist and Garance Dore so much that I thought I’d post it here too.
So we took the last twin back to school this weekend. No, not the same amount of tears at the first separation but still the same twist in the gut, anxiety, lump in throat thing. I don’t think those feelings will ever go away.
Honestly, we all got an education out of the first semester and I vow to stay diligent, hopeful and prayerful about this upcoming semester. Of course the kids think they are now full fledged adults but as parents we have feelings of our own to be a pull to their push.
To drive that point home, on the way back I was feeling my age and put on the 80’s radio station and here’s what came on. Eee, let’s hope this education is not too adult.
Always a lover of a good sheikh story and a fan of Caitlin Crews I was instantly in with Majesty, Mistress… Missing Heir. Here is a bit about the book thanks to Harlequin:
“Sheikh Tariq bin Khalid Al-Nur is as treacherous and formidable as the desert land he wants to rule. But he cannot take the throne of his country until he marries. Why, then, has he not wed? Tariq cannot rid his dreams of ordinary but bewitching Jessa Heath!
Jessa knows she and Tariq have unfinished business. What if she were to take control and allow herself the one night he’s offering to put their passion to rest? But Jessa is treading dangerous ground! It would only take that night to reveal the secret she has so desperately kept hidden….”
Now for some reason I’m not a big secret baby fan. It could be a being a mother of teen twins thing and you have to get me on the right day to find me all gushy over any books with babies or puppies or kids or anything really that you have to feed for at least 18 years but now I’ve said too much. Moving on.
With Super Wendy’s TBR challenge starting up again with category this month I was pleased to pull out my new Kindle Fire and get it going with Caitlin Crews and a Harlequin Presents to take me to a faraway land. Well, this book was nothing like the getaway that I expected.
Yes, it had the sexy, rich, larger than life alpha that we all know, love and expect from a Presents in Sheikh Tariq and Jessa was a heroine that I found I could get behind even when I wanted to shake her, and surprisingly, I didn’t want to shake her all that much. I felt for her. Deeply, and it threw me off.
This is not the Presents romp I had bargained for. This little book had me tied up in knots. The secret baby aspect had me all twisted wanting to see what would happen in the end, coming up with all sorts of scenarios in my mind before I got there, hoping for a way to make it all work out for my HEA and honestly not finding any way at all. This is a twister right up until the very end and beyond. So much so that I turned to twitter when I was done to write to Ms. Crews and my fingers are crossed for a sequel as these characters are still with me over 2 weeks later as I wonder how they are getting on. Yeah I know I must remember they are just characters in a book but for those 2 short days they were all too real to me.
Now that is a good story. Secret baby or not.
Best,
Kwana
PS- This post was planned way in advance of the Stop SOPA and PIPA (no not that Pippa) blackout protest so it’s up anyway but I’m hoping you all will read up on SOPA and PIPA and learn about it them as I am. Watch what folks are trying to slip on by us and speak out. Thanks.
So they say that you are now an adult
Well tell it to these eyes that fill up with tears every time you say goodbye for they can only see the sweet babies God graced me with early that blessed morning.
And tell it to these hands that though they have aged over the years still know the feeling of holding you in my arms rocking, rocking.
And finally tell it to this heart that will forever have a place for you, shut off from the clanging world always chattering and squawking and saying, constantly saying.
Well let them say. For it will beat forever and say baby, my baby, you are loved no matter what they say.
Happy Birthday my Dear Twins remember 18 is what they say but Love is what I feel.
Have you all been over at my other place Becoming Tru Me lately to see where my mind has been tumbling? Do you tumble? How about Pin? What’s your thing? Come on and share this Thursday.
BTW this old pic reminds me that I need a pedi and soon. It has been way too long.
1fool
noun \ˈfül\ Definition of FOOL
1
: a person lacking in judgment or prudence
2
a: a retainer formerly kept in great households to provide casual entertainment and commonly dressed in motley with cap, bells, and bauble b: one who is victimized or made to appear foolish : DUPE
3
a: a harmlessly deranged person or one lacking in common powers of understanding b: one with a marked propensity or fondness for something
4
: a cold dessert of pureed fruit mixed with whipped cream or custard
Funny the words that get stuck in your head at times.
Best,
Kwana
Definition thanks to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary
Hi I'm Kwana Jackson. A writer of Women's fiction and Young Adult, former fashion designer, wife and a mother of teen twins who has a love of knitting and a strange obsession with "reality" TV. Oh and I'm the owner of one feisty terrier named Jack who I write about often because he can't sue me or talk about me in therapy later!
