Writing to a Prompt: Fiction

She began now to comprehend that he was exactly the man who, in disposition and talents, would most suit her. His understanding and temper, though unlike her own, would have answered all her wishes. It was an union that must have been to the advantage of both; by her ease and liveliness, his mind might have been softened, his manners improved, and from his judgement, information, and knowledge of the world, she must have received benefit of greater importance. (Austen, Jane. Pride and Prejudice. 28 January 1813. T. Egerton, Whitehall. Pg. 189.)

Writing Prompt: “She began now to comprehend that he was exactly the man who, in disposition and talents, would most suit her.”

She could not help but wonder what his thoughts might be about her. Did he feel the same? She quickly glanced at him standing across the room. He had been looking at her until their eyes met and he turned his away. She felt her face get warm and smiled to herself. He was looking at me, she thought. But why? Maybe he finds me odd or annoying.

He is so funny and charismatic. Those he interacts with are drawn to him and his humor. She wished she had the courage to speak to him more than just a few words at a time. How can he not know how I feel about him, she wondered. It must be written all over my face, surely!

Her thoughts and feelings were those of a silly teenaged girl. They were in no way similar to the ones of a self-confident thirty something year old who is not afraid of rejection. She lacked tenacity and gumption. Nor was she very popular. She felt more like an awkward, clueless, fumbling oaf with her head in the clouds and her eye on someone who most likely forgot she even existed.

And what if I did start a conversation with him, she pondered. Certainly he would find the quickest reason to run away! The attraction is all one sided and I’m sure he feels nothing for me. Not even a vague curiosity or preference.

Perhaps she was not his type in the slightest. He appeared to lean more toward the beautiful, fair skinned, bright eyed girls with winning smiles and sparkling personalities. The ones who oozed assurance and dignity. He was quiet and reserved. Even his playful nature was soft and composed. Never did she experience him loud, obnoxious, or boisterous. Perhaps he was even shy.

His smile was sweet and sincere. She was positive his words were, as well. I’m sure he never lies, she told herself. Any girl would be lucky to have him, she was convinced of it. He was pleasant and good-humored but also seemed distant and indifferent. She could not quite figure out his character. She only knew she was captivated by it. His features were lovely though not ruggedly handsome. Yet, there was something about him, something that fascinated her. She could not put her finger on it but hoped it would fade with time, especially if he had no intention of ever getting to know her.

Leap of Death

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Just Sketching: Fiction

Characters: Josephine and Dr. Jekyll

Dr. Jekyll emerged from the dining hall when he heard the large oak door in the foyer close. Josephine stood looking about the room. She carefully scanned every nook and cranny of it until her eyes fell on him. She breathed a deep sigh of relief.

“Dr. Jekyll,” she said. “We need to talk!”

He knew why she was there. She had discovered his secret and as Hyde he had made an attempt on her life, just nights ago, to keep her silent. How could he ever apologize for such behavior and explain to her he had no control over the monster.

“I’m not afraid to go to jail,” she started. “Not if it is because I have protected myself and others.” She turned to face him fully and looked him in the eye. “Your monster is dangerous. I will do whatever it takes to protect myself and those around me…from him.” Her voice was gentle and almost soothing though her words could be taken as a threat. “You need to get a handle on Hyde.”

How could he make amends for the way he had treated her? What if other women had been present? Or worse, what if he had harmed a child? His words caught in his throat. If felt dry as the desert and as if filled with cotton. He choked on each syllable as they escaped his mouth. “I understand,” was all he could manage at the moment.

“Do you?” she asked. Her heart pounded and she could almost hear the blood pumping hard through her veins. She was almost shaking. She needed to relax and bring her heart rate back down.

“Hyde is awful, I know,” he started. “But…”

“But, nothing!” she interrupted. “No excuses, please!” Her bright eyes flashed with determination. Her voice was still steady. “If you cannot control Hyde then you should not be around others.”

“That is true,” he said as he took a step toward her. “Please, won’t you sit down?”

“This is not a social visit,” Dr. Jekyll. “I’m not here for tea!” She stayed very still, not moving from arm’s reach of the door. Hyde could make an appearance at any time, in the flip of a switch. She had learned this the hard way and once burned into her brain, she could not forget. She, of course, forgave him. But, erasing the event from her memory was nearly impossible.

She lifted her glass, signaling the barkeep she was ready for a refill…

Characters: Josephine and Dalton

She lifted her glass, signaling the barkeep she was ready for a refill. When, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Dalton standing in the doorway behind her. She gave him a wide smile before turning to face him. “Mr. Dalton,” she said. “I had no idea you were here, tonight.”

Morgan looked around Dalton to see her.

“And who is your friend?” she asked.

Morgan pushed past Dalton and made his way over to her. He put out his hand to take hers. “Morgan Brewer,” he said. Her hand slid smoothly into his until their skin between the thumb and index finger met. She then curled her fingers around his to gasp firmly and shook his hand. “Delighted to make your acquaintance,” he said with a slight change in his tone.

“The pleasure is all mine,” she answered. Her eyes shifted from Morgan to Dalton as she released Morgan’s hand and reached out to touch Dalton.

His heart pounded in his chest. He took a deep breath. She looked so calm and orderly, he noted. He felt clumsy and disheveled. Just as their fingertips touched Morgan shoved a drink in her hand. She laughed.

“Oh, okay,” she remarked. She moved the drink into her other hand. “Thank you, Mr. Brewer,” she said.

“Your drink was ready so I snagged it from the server,” Morgan remarked.

The smile never faded from her face. Dalton came to stand next to her and she touched him on the shoulder. “When did you get here?” she asked.

“Just a little bit ago,” he answered.

Her eyes were looking squarely into his then she blinked a few times and adjusted the high collar of her shirt. “Do you mind if we take this outside? It’s getting a bit hot in here…with so many people and all.”

“No problem,” answered Morgan. He grabbed Josephine’s hand and led the way.

She lifted her eyebrows and tried to fight back a laugh. She looked back at Dalton, who was following, and held her drink high so as to not spill it on anyone as they weaved through the room. “Excuse me,” she said as she passed by. “I’m sorry, excuse me.” She greeted each person with polite friendliness.

I Support Small Businesses

I support friends who sell stuff. I do! I would much rather buy from them than go down to the local store to get what I want. I am a HUGE supporter of direct selling, small businesses, and entrepreneurs…especially if they are my friends!

It used to be 90% of all Americans owned their own business. Now most of the working population is employed by others. Thanks to the internet home based companies have increased their capabilities. Statistics indicate the average home based business now earns approximately $50,000 annually. 20% of all home based business households earn more than $75,000 per year. (Hodgetts, Richard and Kuratko, Donald. EFFECTIVE SMALL BUSINESS MANAGEMENT 7e. 2002. Hoboken, NJ. P. 151.)

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Art: Paintings, Drawings, Commissions, etc.:
Cyndi Browning Art
Kellee Art Design Studio, LTD

Body, Skin, and Greens
Laurie Dee Wraps (ItWorks)
Marci A. (ItWorks)

Me (Usborne Books & More)
Heidi M. (Usborne Books & More)
Teresa T. (writer)

Jeanie Madsen Gallery and Design
Lularoe by Lisa M.

Jordan (Younique)
Janelle H. (Younique)

Dance and Choreography:
Deanna Clover, Entertainment Consulting
Rising Stars Dance Studio
DanceWear Corner

Health and fitness:
Tamera Chapman Fitness (Beachbody)
Jared Chapman Fitness (Beachbody)
Amy K. (Arbonne)
Kim H. (Advocare)

Home Care:
Sarah T. (Norwex)

Martial Arts:
Tracy’s Karate and Mixed Martial Arts (Northern California)

Addie Marie Photography
Richard F. (MaxPreps Sports Photography)

Purses, Storage and Utility, Totes, Wallets, Accessories:
Chrissy L. (Thirty-One)
Irene R. (Thirty-One)


Spa, Beauty, and Personal Care:
Katie S. (Lemongrass Spa)
DH Signature Skin/ Azul Dreamspa

Hello, My Name is… Blog Hop

It’s Saturday!!! And that means, among many other things I’m sure, it’s time for “Hello, My Name is…” blog hop/ comment day!!! I have fallen off the wagon BIG TIME, the last TWO MONTHS, with this blog hop! I hope you will forgive me! Now, without any further ado…

If you are not sure what to do: 1. Visit some blogs. 2. Leave a comment. 3. And, leave a comment on this post.

1. The Traveling Praters
2. Urban Servant
3. Michael Hyatt
4. Just the Clay
5. Think Tank12
6. Pyromaniacs
7. A Stroke Survivor Story
8. Boundless

If any of the blogs listed do not have a comments section, please feel free to “share” them instead!

(For past blog hop posts click here, here, here, here, and/or here.)

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