Monday, March 21, 2011

Spring Break in Vernon's Peak

Hello all! It really has been an awful long time since we last spoke, and once again I must apologize for that. So what's the excuse this time? Well, I've been working really, REALLY hard to finish up the first draft of my third book Verity. Heck! I've been working so hard that I haven't even changed my status on Facebook in forever! Anyways, I'm glad to say that I'm about two - three chapters away from achieving that goal! I poured a lot of sleepless nights during the Spring Break into this book, and I'm pretty happy with what I've read so far. I just have to go back and add a little...take out a little...just all the works.

I'm glad to announce that to make it up for my disappearance, I'll give you a new "steamy" tidbit to mull over below. AND...I'll also (in another post) tell you what Mount Vernon icons/people will be featured in this book after I finish the first draft. WARNING: I grind a few axes...just kidding!

Now that's done, I have to admit that I've also been falling behind on my movie reviews. I have seen I Am Number 4 and Battle: LA, but they already had enough reviews about them online by the time I got to see them...so I didn't want to bore you with anything everyone else had already said. I just have to say that if Hollywood would just make a movie worthwhile I would get excited and write reviews!

Anyways, I've got to get back to my book. I'll pop in again soon! In the meantime, check out my post about Anneliese Michel...thousands of others are doing it...so should you!

Oh, and here's the excerpt I promised!

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I met Abigail down on the boardwalk wearing some old swimsuit trunks I found stashed away in the bottom drawer of my dresser. They were a little tight around my thighs and a few inches too high above my kneecaps. I felt like a giant wearing midget pants.


Abigail was facing the glasslike surface of the pond applying some sunscreen to her shoulders.


“Do you need help with that?”


“I think I missed some spots.” She handed me the sunscreen bottle and lifted up her hair. “You mind rubbing some more on my back?”


I squirted the white lotion in my hand and placed the bottle in the cup holder of the nearest sunbathing chair. I rubbed both of my hands together and then uneasily started to massage Abigail’s soft back. The smell of coconuts filled the air. I rubbed the lotion in deep and worked my hands between her bikini straps. Abigail smiled back at me with a troublesome gleam in her eyes. We had always shared a certain fondness in the past.


“You can go a little lower.” She reached around and slid my right hand to the base of her back. “However, you better work your way up from there.”


My cheeks flushed as I slid my hands up the middle of her back. She could sense my unease, so she stepped away from my hands and let down her hair.


“Cute trunks,” she cracked.


“I think I had a growth spurt since I wore them last.” I grabbed the hem of my trunks and tried to pull them down. “It was the only swimming trunks I could find.”


She turned around to face me, and I could feel her eyes scanning my exposed body. I uncomfortably folded my arms against my chest. Abigail took a few daring steps towards me and grabbed each of my forearms.


“I want your body Scott.” She tried to say it with a straight face.


“Excuse me?”


Abigail pushed me backwards and a surge of water sucked me under. I could see the sunlight rippling above the dark surface. The rushing water sounded like a whisper in my ear. I flicked my feet and I shot back up to the hot surface. Abigail was laughing hysterically as I coughed up some water.


“Very amusing.” I whipped my wet hair out of my face and tried to wipe the water out of my eyes. “I’m glad I know how to swim.”


Abigail bent down so that we were nearly face to face. I swam up to the boardwalk and held onto it.


“I’m sorry, but I just couldn’t resist doing it.”


She held out her hand to pull me up, and I gladly accepted it. Just as she started to pull, I clamped down on her hand and pulled her into the water. It was my turn to laugh. She quickly reemerged next to me and splashed water in my face.
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