Friday, May 22, 2015

My Sexy Saturday



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There is something special in writing about love and how two people, sometimes more, can find how important it is. It’s special to us as writers if we find a song or a series of songs that epitomize that love story.

Coming soon from Falling Hard:

One of them panted, maybe both.

Teagan’s lower belly tightened. The tautness grew unbearable. She was going to fall over the edge again. Her fingers, wrapped in Gage’s, squeezed until she thought they might break.

“Grab on, baby,” Gage muttered. “We’re gonna fly.”

 

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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

The Hardest Love


 


 

Where do not really bad boys go to jail?


This is Sam’s new home for the next 150 days for shooting fish.

The Caledonia Community Work Camp.

(That’s a real place)

Sam calls it an ugly gas station/convenience store renovated into a prison work camp. It can hold up to 138 prisoners. However, Wikipedia says there are 100 prisoners there presently.

Oddly, prisons do not wish to release blue prints showing how their buildings are laid out. Nor do they allow strangers to wander through their facility to see for themselves. So that means I have to make things up. I decided all the prisoners sleep in stacked bunks in the building on the right, which has tall ceilings but not tall enough for a second floor. (I’m using the door at the corner as proof it’s tall but not tall enough to be two stories.)  The middle section is two stories and contains a printing business on the second floor. On the first floor resides a lobby, offices, storage room, the cafeteria and a small game room. While I was able to ascertain that one of the two Vermont work camps builds furniture and the other does printing, nothing said which was which. However, since this is the smallest facility, I’m giving it the printing site. I saw pics of the large equipment used to make furniture. It would need far more room than this place appears to have. The small section on the left, I’m calling the visiting section which holds a long lines of non-contact booths with phones so prisoners can talk to their visitors.

Workcamps are for non-violent first offenders. (Thank God they don’t count shooting fish as an act of violence.) Sam’s crimes were listed as disorderly conduct, resisting arrest, threatening a police officer, disturbing the peace, contaminating the environment, and discharging a gun while intoxicated. The new mayor of his old town, Trevor, spoke up for Sam, and told the judge he was a very good man going through a rough patch. So the judge sent him here. It’s considered the best of the Vermont prisons. And no one is going to try and make you their girlfriend.

To help Sam survive a hundred and fifty days, I had the prison commander request a small crew to be culled from the low risk prisoners to do creek cleanup through fall and snow-blowing during the winter. Sam wouldn’t have done well in that cramped building all day. He’s near breaking point as is.

And if any readers of this blog have been incarcerated there and know its layout, let me know how well I did with my logical guessing.

 

 


The Hardest Love

A Long Road to Love Series

By Liza O’Connor

BLURB

 

THE HARDEST LOVE IS TO LOVE YOURSELF.

Sam Lancaster is a lost man. Since returning from the war in Iraq, his life has been spiraling out of control. Attempting to escape his troubles, first he moves to a small town of Denton, Iowa, where he becomes the sheriff and beats up the local trouble. When that ceases to work, he seeks peace at a Vermont hunting lodge, where he gets arrested for shooting fish rather than throwing them a line. After spending five months in a work camp to pay for his many crimes, he gets out only to discover Carrie is in dangeragain. Convinced he’s the only one who can keep the little Pint Size safe, he rushes back to NYC.

During his absence, Mars has turned the Lancaster estate into a sanctuary for injured vets. Sam agrees to take a test that proves he has Swiss cheese memories that are inaccurate and dangerous. Even knowing this, his PTSD continues to worsen. While he’s deemed to be a poor candidate for a new method of self-correction, his many friends will try anything to save him.

When danger shows up at the Sanctuary, Mars gives him a mission to evaluate the potential threat from certain staff members. On top of his list is Sam’s new girlfriend. Figures!

EXCERPT

Sam arrived at the man-lodge at the ungodly hour of seven a.m. Given the customary late night drinking binges the lodge was famous for, he doubted anyone would be up for hours, but still he tried the door and to his surprise it opened.

His eyes rounded in horror as he entered the main building.

Dear God, was nothing sacred?

Woman wearing camouflaged hunting clothes laughed as they packed food into sealed containers and stuffed them into their matching backpacks. The last bastion of MEN ONLY sanctuaries had fallen. Coolie’s Lodge had gone co-ed.

He searched desperately about for Coolie to explain how this happened. Unable to spot the fellow, he breathed in and approached the women. The red head wasn’t bad looking, even in hunting gear. “Where’s Coolie?” he asked.

Red pointed to the back door. “Two hundred yards south, turn east. You’ll find him by the large oak.”

“Thanks,” he muttered and followed her directions. When he arrived at the tree he called out for Coolie, but the old guy didn’t respond. Noticing a pissing stone, his bladder reminded him it was full, so he happily watered it.

When the stone darkened from his contribution, he realized there was something carved into the rock. Pissing over the chiseled section, he read:

Coolie Hawkins. Brave, Strong, and Stubborn as a mule. Give ‘em Hell in Heaven!

“Shit!” Sam stopped pissing and zipped himself up. “Sorry about that, Coolie. No disrespect meant.”

The date indicated the man had died almost three years ago. A sadness overcame Sam. He’d really liked Coolie when he’d stayed here while learning Defensive Driving to keep Master Trent alive. Poor old fellow had to be turning in his grave at having women in his lodge.

But, on the bright side, he might get laid… While he had come here to avoid all women, now that Little Sam knew ladies had infiltrated the Bastille, the fellow was ready for action.

When he entered the lodge, all the women had left but Red. She gave him an appreciative once over. “Were you a friend of my father’s?”

He didn’t know how to answer that, having known the man only three weeks. Still, he’d liked the fellow a great deal. “Yeah. What finally took him?”

“Smoking like a chimney,” she replied.

“Oh…I thought maybe he’d wrestled the wrong bear.”

The woman laughed. “If only. He would have preferred that ending a hell of a lot more than the one he got.” While he detected a residual sadness, mostly what he heard was a great deal of love in the woman’s voice.

“I’m Sam,” he said and extended his hand. She gave him a firm, no-nonsense shake.

“Sam Lancaster?” she asked in surprise. “You’re a bit early, but your cabin is ready. Did you want breakfast first?”

He was about to suggest something a little more fun than breakfast, when a large fellow came bounding down the steps and pulled Red into his arms. “Are the girls all gone?”

Laughing, she replied, “Yes, the ladies have left to bag all the deer in the woods. By the time your group drags out of bed, none will remain and you’ll be forced to shoot squirrels and groundhogs.”

Sam had to laugh at her warning.

The guy turned to him and his eyes narrowed. “Who’s this?”

 

BUY LINKS

Released May 5, 2015

A Long Road to Love

The Hardest Love

Amazon

Book Five

Hardest Love Sales Link : http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00X3V45MW

 

 

Other books in the A Long Road to Love series

Book One

Worst Week Ever


“Love this book and couldn't stop laughing from beginning to end.” 5 stars – Alves - Amazon

 

Book Two

Oh Stupid Heart


“Be warned though, this book is completely different from The Worst Week Ever. Yes, there is still humor, dry wit, situations that you would think...NOT AGAIN but this one humanizes Trent more.” 5 stars - Brian’s Mom – Amazon

 

Book Three

Coming to Reason


Once again, Ms. O’Connor has written a brilliant book about the complexities of relationships, good and bad. Again, to me, the book is the best break up book EVER and it left my heart singing in the end. Best.Book.Ever…


Book Four

Climbing out of Hell


 In typical @Liza0Connor fashion, crazy things happen which make you laugh out loud.

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Liza O’Connor

Liza lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.

 

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