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Runaway Road Soundtrack

If you follow me on Facebook or read any past blog posts, you know my love for music. It’s wrapped around my arm in a memorial tattoo I had done for my dad. My boyfriend plays every instrument under the sun and don’t even get me started on my love for karaoke!

For Playing House, I made a small list of 5 songs that just stood out to me for its own little soundtrack. You’ll find that list here.

So, naturally, I did it for Runaway Road too.  So sit back and listen as these songs take you through the story of Brett and Mia.

Much Love!

I own no rights to these songs. If you enjoy an artist, make sure to show them by buying their music! <3

Meet the Stars of Runaway Road!

Have you ever wondered who is in the car next to you?

My next book, Runaway Road, is coming out soon! I’m so excited to introduce you all to Brett and Mia.

I live right in a triangle of hometowns. Each one 3.5 hours apart from each other. And I make a lot of trips between them.

During these longs stretches of me riding solo, my imagination just takes over. This is where Brett and Mia’s story comes from, on a road between Charleston to Charlotte one day a year or so back.

Often, I pass people on the highway and wonder- where are they going? Is this a vacation for them? A business trip? What kind of music are they playing? Or our their kids drowning out the songs with excitement?

Sometimes, I notice the same car and I have been passing each other for hours. My highway buddy, someone to keep my speeding in check.  😉 When we finally part ways, I always have a feeling of loss.

So what would happen if you met the person you had been following for awhile?

And this is where our characters come in…

Brett Myers is from Raleigh, North Carolina. Tall and slender with a beard that drives men into jealousy, he’s ready for more. And after walking in on his brother and girlfriend, he decides his ‘more’ is somewhere else. Like Austin, Texas.

Mia Brown hasn’t had the easiest life. Running away from home at sixteen, she uncovers a true about her past. Everything seemed clear. Her mother’s actions finally made sense.

Years later, Mia finds herself in a relationship with a controlling man. When news of someone close dying comes to surface, Mia takes this chance to run. Run from Charlotte, North Carolina to the city of San Antonio, Texas.

As Mia and Brett’s paths cross, they soon realize how much they need each other to survive their past, present, and, possible future.

P is for…#AtoZChallenge

P is for Playing House.

My baby. My pride and joy.

I was listening to an author on podcast today, talking about her debut novel and the disappointment she couldn’t help but feel over the lack of sales she’s made.

Yes, we’d all love to publish that one novel that just makes it big. right away. (Just see yesterday’s post about The Outsiders.) And we know that it happens. (Thanks E. L. James.)

But you know, with every doubt that pops into my mind about the lack of sales I might have, I take a step back and remember how lucky I am to have published at all.

Authors are wearing their hearts and worlds for all to see. We pour our sweat, blood, and tears into our work, only to worry over the opinions of others.

Remember that the next time you have doubts. You accomplished something huge, something that others are terrified to do. Great job!

Much Love.

 

To say Fail or not

December 1st.

NaNoWriMo is over.

What did I accomplish? Well, it wasn’t 50,000 words. I missed it by a “measly” 30k words. (oops!)

Well, the question wasn’t what I didn’t accomplish. It was what I did.  And I’m proud to say that I accomplished a lot! I’m so happy with how Runaway Road is coming along. So yes, I “failed” NaNo but in my mind, I made a huge dent in a story that I’ve been planning on writing for months.

So, to celebrate my success, here’s a snippet from my WIP Runaway Road

Hope you all enjoy!

**Unedited Copyrighted Material**

“Excuse me?”

She jumps at the sound of my voice, giving me a faint smile that strengthens my resolve to talk to her.

I stick out my hand. “Hi, I’m Brett.” She takes it, timid but firm.
“Mia.”

“At risk of sounding like a creeper, we’ve been following each other since Charlotte.” I lean against the gas pump. Mia takes a look around me and her smile grows.
“You’re right.”
I run my hand through my hair. “I’m going inside to grab a drink. May I get you something?”
She replaces the pump and tightens the gas cap on her car. “Are you trying to pick me up at a gas station?” The humor is dancing in her eyes.
“Well, yeah, I guess I am.” I shrug. “If we’re road tripping, probably not smart to take you to a bar.I mean, I know it’s not Starbucks, but–”
She brushes her long hair off her shoulder, the corner of her mouth twitching. “A cup of coffee would be great.”
I push off the pump station and turn to replace the pump. We lock our cars and walk toward the store.
“So Mia, where are you heading?”
“San Antonio. You?”
“Austin.”
Grabbing the door, she walks under my arm inside, leaving a trace of vanilla and cinnamon behind. I could breathe that in all day.
I follow her to the coffee machines, noticing her petite frame. Her arms are smaller than they should be and a worry I can’t explain overcomes me.
Without looking at me, she reaches for a coffee pot and pours the liquid into a small cup. “Austin, huh?” I watch her full lips blow the steam across the top and I have to remind myself that I’m in a public place.
“Yeah, looking for a new adventure.” Her eyebrows perk up. I grab a large coffee cup and rip open four sugar packets. Placing the cup under the instant coffee dispenser, I hit the button for the vanilla cappuccino. Out of the corner of my eye, she’s staring at me, mouth open.
“What?”
She blinks. “Nothing. It’s just…that’s a lot of sugar.” She giggles as I stare at my cup. “How do you even taste the coffee?”
She laughs even harder as I scrunch my face. “Ugh! Why would you want to taste that?” Her laugh is adorable and hearty. And contagious.
I stir my cup and lean against the counter. “Don’t judge my coffee.” Chuckles rumbling through my body.I take a sip and tip my head to the snack aisle.
“Hungry?”
“Drinks and dinner? You sure do spoil a girl on a first date.”
“I do what I can.”
We walk around the back side of a rack to the snack aisle. I immediately grab a bag of gummy worms and beef jerky. Mia’s bottom lip is clamped between her teeth, her shoulders twitching with a laugh.
“What?” I give her a glare. “Are you judging my food too?”
“I would never!” Her mock horror has me laughing along with her.
“Whatever. Beef jerky is healthy. It’s protein.”
Her eyes twinkle. “Whatever you say.”
“What are you going to have?”
“Oh, no. I’m good. Maybe just a bottle of water.”
I purse my lips in disbelief as she starts to walk towards the coolers. “Can you grab me one too?” I call. She whips her head around and nods, giving me a small smile that makes me want to stay in this gas station for a long time.

My Sexy Boyfriend- #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSS105

Week two of My Sexy Saturday!

Today- I’m bringing you a scene from a work in progress of mine called That Next Chapter. It’s a story about a girl moving on from a past relationship and realizing that its okay to finally let it go.

Anyways- hope you enjoy!

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** This is an unedited scene and due to change **

As Grayson continues to talk to the driver, his hand is resting on my knee, his thumb tracing my skin. He’s leaving a trail of heat that has me panting.

This is it. The taxi is going to park and I’m going to need to make a decision. Am I going home or staying with Grayson? Can I do this? Should I do this? Jacob will be at my house in the morning.  He won’t understand…

I feel Grayson squeeze my knee and I flash him a quick smile. “Stop over thinking things, Abby. Do whatever it is that you want to do and makes you happy. No one else’s feelings matter, understand?”

The street lights pass through the car as we drive over the Ravenel Bridge. Mount Pleasant is quiet for this time of night and that quietness makes me nervous. Like a calm before a storm. My heart is pounding in my chest and I swear the others can hear it.

Do I want this? The answer seems so obvious. Yes, I do. My crush on Grayson has grown into desire. I have fantasized of this moment; thinking of Grayson’s smile, his bright eyes, the cocky way he talks about himself, all of it. It drives me crazy. And the thought that he wants me as much as I want him has sent my nerves into overdrive. I never saw myself with anyone after Jacob, and now– now I can’t think of anything else.

I feel the car stop and I come out of my thoughts to see we’re in front of Grayson’s. He reaches over and pays the cab driver. The driver turns around and shakes his hand, “Congratulations, my friends. May you have a blessed marriage, and live each day enveloped in the same passion as I saw tonight.”

I smile at the man and nod. His words are so kind and he means them. I open my door and step out. Grayson steps out on his side and I turn to see him watching me. The car drives away, leaving empty space between us. In two strides, he’s in front of me, his lips inches from mine.  “Stay with me. Nothing has to happen; I just want you to stay.”