Sunday Snippet: How to Win a Fair Fight

Well, 2026 is off to a wonky start. It's like it looked at 2025 and decided to say, "Hold my beer." Not sure that's a good thing.

Weather stayed very cold, which I'm totally okay with. We got a bunch of snow on New Year's Eve and I'm happy to have stayed in and enjoyed ringing in the new year at home. It ended up being a super-busy week with a lot going on but at least I didn't have the crazy back and forth temperatures to deal with. My sinuses really hate that.

Another slower work week, but progress on the three projects I'm working on at the moment. The unexpected stuff kind of messed up my groove, but I got back on track. I'm hoping this week is a little smoother.

Didn't quite make it all the way through my round of shows, but I did get the remaining holiday special in. I also have some new seasons of shows I'm excited about.

I started with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, and I'm almost finished with my rewatch. I think I have two more episodes left. Then I'll probably watch the fan-funded movie, which is quite excellent.

Finished up the episode of Foyle's War and enjoyed it. I'd forgotten Andrew and Sam split up in this one and I kind of mourn their breakup.

Caught the holiday special of Death in Paradise. Such a good one! Having Selwyn in England added a really nice layer to the whole mystery and tied the episode of Beyond Paradise in nicely.

Started a new two-part Silent Witness and it's a very twisty and turny case. Looking forward to the second part to wrap things up. I also really enjoy the newest addition to the Lyell.

I began season four of Poirot and enjoyed the first episode. Interesting mystery and a lot of fun with Hastings really wanting to talk about his shooting of the alligator-like creature and no one being interested until the very end.

That's all I got in this week on my television shows.

Tonight's post is from How to Win a Fair Fight, a novella that got a start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the miniblurb:

Karla and Unger are polar opposites but share a tense attraction. When a weekend discussion with their group of friends focuses on what's considered a fair fight, Karla and Unger have differing opinions, which leads to a wager about the rules and the difference between love and war.

And a snippety peek…

Unger waited until Karla and the other girls went up to the house to refill the cooler and hit the bathroom before nudging Tom. "What's the deal with your sister?" Did she always start in attack mode?

Tom's lips quirked. "The answer depends on why you're asking." He kicked back and arched an eyebrow.

Unger sighed. "Does she seriously believe the whole fair fight thing or is she just pushing my buttons?" Maybe it didn't matter, but he kinda wanted to stay on her good side.

Tom shot Mark a knowing look. "And another one falls." He shook his head.

Mark smirked. "You might wanna clue him in before you accuse him of being hot for your sister." He grabbed a long branch and poked at the fire.

Unger sputtered. "Wait. What?" His gaze slid toward the trail leading to the house. "How does asking if she's serious about the whole fight thing equate to being hot for Karla?" He snorted. "Never mind. You guys are the ones hulk smashing right now." He laughed.

Mark chuckled. "Busted. But to answer your question since Tom won't … she's definitely testing your boundaries. Etiquette demands he stay neutral." He sobered. "I don't have that problem because I'm only related to Janie." He tsked. "You should've been here for the bizarre dance Tom and Janie did before they got together." His eyes rolled.

A terrible thought hit Unger. "You interested in Karla?" His attraction for Tom's sister didn't have to go anywhere … he didn't know if he even wanted it to.

Tom barked out a laugh. "Mark's homed in on Mellie. He just hasn't made that known yet."

Mark shrugged. "She just dumped the freeloader she'd been going out with for a year. I'm not trying to be rebound guy."

Unger winced. "Yeah, been there. Talk about an unfair fight. That's definitely one." He fist-bumped Mark.

Tom spread his hands out. "Look, here's the deal with Karla. She wouldn't waste time pulling you into a ridiculous debate if she didn't accept you as one of us." He looked toward Mark who nodded. "She'd shrug and roll her eyes if she thought we were wrong to try and break up the fight at Hatter's."

Mark chimed in. "I'll bet she's already figuring out what to post to social media about the bar kicking out paying customers who were trying to keep the peace when the management had better things to do."

Tom laughed and dragged his phone out. "My guess is that's part of the reason she went up to the house." He scrolled on the device. "Yep. Right here. She already blasted them." He turned the screen toward Unger.

Unger read her captioned post. "Regardless of what you consider a fair fight, anyone who tries to keep the peace should be celebrated instead of kicked out. Do better Hatter's." His lips curved in a smile. "Guess it really didn't matter if it was a girl fight or a guy fight."

Tom and Mark groaned and shook their heads. Unger didn't care. He had a better understanding of Karla and what mattered to her.

He'd file the information away to examine later.

Not quite sure where this one is going yet but I love the dynamic with this group of friends.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Hot Action

Well, the first week of December is in the books, and it ended up being super busy for me. I had a follow-up appointment with my primary care doctor, and we went over the results from the colonoscopy. While everything looks okay, I have to go back for another scan in six months. Um … yay? Bleh. I also have several moles we're going to remove in January and my blood pressure is still a little high so I'm starting meds for that. All in all, a productive appointment.

I'm not juggling as many work projects, but I have a tricky copyedit that I need to do some research on and a proofread that's due next week. I also have reading to do for the developmental edit of the memoir. I also have two more projects waiting in the wings. I like the idea of having a strong end to the year.

I did not get much viewed this week. I've been in a bit of a slump and just needed a break. I did do some binge watching of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, My Life Is Murder, and I got a bit more the of Foyle's War episode watched.

Other than that, I had adulting to do like check insurance coverage for the procedures I need to have and paying bills. I hate how much time that stuff eats up.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Hot Action, a novella that got a start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the miniblurb:

Hans and Sylvia are working together during a summer program and sparks fly. They don't act on the attraction—neither can commit to anything serious because both still have another year of college at different universities. But when Sylvia hears her name coming from the shower area, she can't resist finding out why, and her discovery makes for some hot action with Hans.

And a snippety peek…

Hans stepped out of the main hall and caught sight of Sylvia Ramone filling a gallon jug with water at the pump beside the community mess area.

He let out a low whistle. "Damn. I'll be dreaming of her for the next ten weeks." He'd been mildly obsessed with her since their preliminary training sessions over Zoom.

The summer program, entering its third year, had twenty counselors for approximately one hundred kids per week. Hans finally got lucky and ended up getting a spot on the employee roster. He'd tried last year but couldn't make the initial training … the timing didn't work.

His lips quirked. "Kinda okay with that now." His gaze tracked Sylvia when she headed back toward one of the trailers.

She'd impressed the hell out of him with her questions and comments during their Zoom session and then during the orientation. Shame on him for doubting. He should know looks didn't equal intelligence or lack thereof.

Dragging his phone out, he opened the note app and looked up his trailer number. "Figures I'm at the opposite end from Sylvia." Probably just as well … he didn't have any business thinking about hooking up with anyone.

Especially someone who went to college in the northern part of the state when he had class almost four hours south. He'd tried the long-distance relationship thing before. Didn't exactly work out well. For him.

He grabbed his gear and started toward the far end of the line of housing. Sylvia ducked out of her trailer again, carrying a towel and a backpack. She sent a wide smile his way.

He nodded. "Getting settled in?"

She lifted her chin. "Trying to. They just posted the shower schedule, and I need to get in there before I miss my window." Laughing lightly, she nudged him with her shoulder. "Don't worry. You have two hours before it's time for the guys."

He grunted. "Schedule thing won't last long. Not once the kids arrive." They'd grab them when they had time.

Sylvia chuckled. "I know, right?" She paused outside the building. "I give it maybe three days." With a quick wave, she entered.

Hans tried not to stare after her … and failed. She hit every one of the boxes on his wish list.

Biting back a groan, he headed for the place he'd call home for the next ten weeks.

It's gonna be a major challenge to not think of her getting naked right now.

This one is just getting started, but I love Hans and Sylvia. They're going to do things a little backward and I'm excited to see where they end up.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Summer's Eve (Organic Nature)

May is winding down and it's been kind of a whirlwind month. Or I might be hitting that age where time seems to fly by faster every day.

Not a bad work week. I finished up a project and jumped back into one that had been sitting on the back burner for a while. Also started a new one. Got some writing done also, which makes me happy because the sages have been on an extended vacation.

Pretty good week of viewing also. I managed to go through my slate of shows twice and finished up an episode I left hanging a few weeks ago.

Watched two episodes of The Brokenwood Mysteries. Thoroughly enjoyed both. I'm so excited this show is back for another season. I love the characters so much.

Caught two episodes of Death in Paradise. Finished up season seven and ended up liking it a lot. Starting season eight this week.

Started watching Best in Paradise, which features the favorite episodes of the cast. Got two viewed, and I think I'll continue watching. They have fun intros from the cast member and why the episode is one of their favorites.

Watched two episodes of Elementary and I really love how Joan is being fleshed out and using her knowledge. Also kind of happy to see some growth with Sherlock.

Enjoyed two episodes of The Batman. I remembered both and enjoyed each one. Really fun to have Robin and Batgirl working together to take down the rogues.

Caught one episode of Suspects and it ended up being a twisty affair, which I love. I have two more episodes of season four and then I'll start the final fifth season.

Watched two episodes of Classic Rugrats. Finished up the lead-in to the movie and caught the first episode post wedding. Fun stuff.

Also finished an episode of Peak Practice I started a couple of weeks ago. The later seasons seem to be a little hit or miss for me. Can't wait to finally get to season twelve.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Summer's Eve, an Organic Nature sexy short.

Here's the miniblurb:

The beginning of summer means Vin Derbish is chest-deep into his busy season. Eppie Collins is used to not seeing much of Vin during the month of June but suggests a spontaneous camping trip when the weather turns nasty with thunderstorms. A few days in a cabin with pouring rain as their soundtrack can't be a bad thing.

And a snippety peek…

Eppie stood on the porch, enjoying the light show. "I love a summer storm." Especially when being naked would otherwise be an issue.

The warm temperatures and humidity meant the gusty wind cooled more than chilled her skin. And being on the porch protected her from most of the steady rainfall. The fine mist blowing through the newly added screening tantalized and heightened her anticipation of Vin's arrival.

The slam of a vehicle door had her lips curving upward. "Incoming in five…" Her mind pictured Vin entering the front door and striding through the main room. "Four…" He'd toss his keys on the counter and toe off his boots. "Three…" Probably glance up to the loft and find it dark… "Two…" Then head on through the kitchen and to the back door. "One…" She turned to find Vin standing in the nude with a very hard dick.

No doubt he left a trail of clothes from the front of the house to the back.

His breath whooshed out. "Sweet mercy, Ep. You're gorgeous out here." He moved forward, a wolfish glint in his eyes.

Eppie arched her brows. "And you're raring to go…" Her hand fisted his hard-on. "Out here … in the elements?" She wanted him buried deep while the thunder rolled and boomed.

Vin's lips kicked up on one side. "Oh, yeah. A quick one to take the edge off." His hands skimmed up along her sides to cup her breasts.

His thumbs brushed over her taut nipples before his head dipped down to capture the right peak between his lips. Eppie's head fell back, and she tugged on the rod of flesh in her palm. If possible, he grew bigger and harder. A low rumble of thunder rolled in the distance and the spotty, sputtery rain turned into a full-on downpour.

Vin straightened and nudged Eppie around to face the screens. "Perfect timing…" His hot breath fanned against her neck.

She grasped the back of the rattan loveseat, placed her knees on the cushion, and leaned forward, sticking her ass out. "Absolutely perfect as soon as you give me what I need." She wiggled her hips.

Vin didn't disappoint. He moved forward, palming the globe of her butt with one hand. He used the other to run his length up and down her slick folds to get her good and ready for his smooth thrust of entry. He slid deep, bottoming out when his groin met her ass.

Eppie made a hum of satisfaction at the same moment a streak of lightning flared in the sky.

Perfectly perfect timing…

Eppie and Vin are a joy to write. I love writing an established couple and showing their ups and downs on the page.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin 

Sunday Snippet: Hot Water

I had a jam-packed week of setting up a new PC and transferring files while trying to also stay on top of my work projects. In all honesty, I can't complain about the process. Of course, things went wrong because that's how it always goes. I didn't have the right cable to connect my monitor to the tower, but I found one in my stash of never-throw-away-this-type-of-thing pile of stuff I keep for that sole purpose. And once I figured out how to configure the network, transferring files has gone pretty smooth. I have a couple of final things to work out but I can take some time to do that stuff.

Didn't watch a lot of television because I needed to focus and my desk had several variations before I got the final layout figured out.

I did finish out season three of Batman: The Animated Series. I'm happy I got it done before the great wipeout from all existence. The episodes to complete the series were "Judgment Day," which I loved, "Beware the Creeper," which I also kind of enjoyed, and "Mad Love," which seems like a weird episode to end on because it's all about the Joker and Harley, but it's actually a terrific endcap for the series, because it's also about the role Batman plays in that relationship.

I also started a Battlestar Galactica rewatch with one of my best friends. We're doing weekly viewings and we've started with the miniseries. There were so many little things I'd forgotten and a lot of iconic stuff I definitely remembered. This show had such an impact on me and I'm kind of excited and terrified to travel on the journey again. LOL

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Hot Water, a novella where the characters bond over not having enough hot water at the summer camp they work for.

Here's the mini-blurb:

When Demi Strange and Nathan Jordan work together at a summer camp, things get heated. The campers use up the water ration, leaving Demi to borrow Nathan's shower and it lands her in more than hot water.

And a snippety peek…

Nathan joined Demi at her table in the dining hall. "Okay if I sit?" He didn't wait for an answer, settling across from her.

She glanced up, smiled briefly, and went back to her salad.

Nathan tucked in to the cottage cheese. "Have you decided what you're going to do after college?" He gave her his full attention because he wanted her to know he enjoyed her conversation.

Demi shrugged. "I have a solid idea of what I want to do, but I'm keeping options open." She finished the pasta in the bowl on her plate. "Carol mentioned you have several interviews this summer." She asked him about the jobs he'd applied for and how the interview process worked for him.

Nate happily explained, but also returned the focus back to her several times. By the time he'd finished eating, he couldn't believe almost forty-five minutes had passed.

Scooping up his tray along with hers, he arched a brow. "I'm not making you late for anything, am I?" He didn't check the schedule before he hit the mess hall.

Demi shook her head. "It's Mitzi's turn to get the girls through the evening bathroom ritual." She walked with him to stow the trays by the washing station. "Hopefully, she'll get them settled with their daily thirty minutes of screen time by the time I get there."

Nathan held the door open and fell into step beside Demi. "Mind if I walk you to the dorm?"

She tilted her head and gave him a flirty smile. "Not at all." She paused a moment. "Am I sensing an effort being made here?"

Nate answered honestly. "Yes. A genuine one. I really like you and I hate how my playboy rep is biting me on the ass because I'd really like a shot with you." They turned down the path leading to the girls' cabins.

Demi laughed. "Gotta admit, I didn't think you had it in you." She stopped at the gravel walkway.

Nate leaned in close to her. "I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"

She gave a startled nod, and he cupped her chin for a quick, hard lip-lock.

Easing back, he inclined his head. "That's to show I'm serious. I hope you'll give me a chance to prove I've turned over a new leaf."

Demi blinked. "Uh, okay. I'm willing to see where things go."

Nate couldn't ask for more. He lifted a hand in farewell and strolled back toward the main camp.

I love how much Nathan wants to prove he's changed and isn't going to be a player anymore and how startled Demi is.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Hot Action

Ugh. What a week. I ended up succumbing to the upper respiratory yuck that started with my middle kiddo. I took him to the doctor on Monday and by late that evening, I already started feeling pretty ick. Slept most of the day on Tuesday—not kidding, about fifteen hours—and still felt terrible on Wednesday, with worsening symptoms, continuous cough, inability to breathe regularly, and basically everything hurt, up to and including my hair. Got in to see the doctor on Thursday afternoon, got tested for the flu, which came back negative, got something for the cough and came home. Finally got some additional sleep and started feeling slightly better by Friday evening. Continued to improve Saturday and finally think I've turned the corner. Going to take everything nice and slow through Tuesday and follow up with the doctor, but at least I can think clearly again. Definitely a wild ride for a few days.

Did not get a lot of television watched. Well, I did. But I don't remember a huge chunk of it. I did get some additional episodes of Batman: The Animated Series in before falling off the cliff of craziness.

Finished up "Joker's Millions," which I remember but forgot how much I actually enjoyed. Also caught "Growing Pains," "Mean Seasons," a truly excellent episode, "The Demon Within," "Over the Edge," and "Torch Song."

I hope I can still finish up the final season before HBOMax sucks the joy out of life by removing it from their service. Fingers crossed I don't end up with a new yuck thing to deal with.

That's more than anyone wanted to know about my life this week! Tonight's post is from Hot Action, a sexy short that got a start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Hans and Sylvia are working together during a summer program and sparks fly. They don't act on the attraction—neither can commit to anything serious because both still have another year of college at different universities. But when Sylvia hears her name coming from the shower area, she can't resist finding out why and her discovery makes for some hot action with Hans.

And a snippety peek…

Sylvia Ramone tracked Hans Medbrook when he carried four wooden crates into the main hall. "Mmm. He's definitely gonna be handy to have around." And very easy on the eyes.

Which would be her major challenge for the ten-week summer program at the state fairgrounds—not falling for the hot guy.

She shook her head and started for the row of tiny trailers lining the north campground where all the participants were being housed. "I have two semesters before graduation. I can't commit to anything serious." Especially since the information hotline had Hans at a prominent university in the southern part of the state and her college campus bordered on the shores of a great lake.

Yeah, too close to being done to start a long-distance commute for a potential boyfriend.

Sylvia entered the small trailer she'd been assigned in the female section of the grounds. Super-basic with a dining sectional that could be converted to a sleeping area, a small sink, counter, stove, fridge along one wall, a storage space, a toilet sans shower area, and a full-size mattress with drawers underneath along the back of the unit. Definitely cramped quarters, but not horrible for a single person.

She unzipped the suitcase she'd stashed inside earlier and started unpacking. Once she had a cute layout, she took a picture and posted it to her social media. First day of orientation in the books! Time to meet and greet my fellow neighbors…

She laughed. "And figure out where the showers are, if they're going to insist on specific times, and whether they're going to be coed or not." So many questions, so little time.

Actually, she'd put her money on the showers being in the middle of the north campground, an even distance for the men and women. They'd try to post a schedule for when the showers could be used, but no one would stick to it. And by the third day, coed would be the norm.

Tucking her personal toiletries into the storage compartment by the toilet, she grabbed her water jug and headed out to fill up the gallon-sized container.

"Maybe I'll get a glimpse of Hans again…"

Haven't quite decided where this story is going … well, it knows where it wants to go but I'm trying not to rush getting there.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Gone Fishing

Whew. November is almost over and I'm not sure where the month went. Crazy weather continues. It warms up then plunges into the cold depths. We've had a dusting of snow twice. I don't mind the cold, but I like it better when it gets chilly and stays that way. The back and forth makes me cranky.

I did finish up one of my work projects and have a brief break on the second one. I thought I'd get some things accomplished around the house but I ended up having two new works projects land in my inbox. Definitely not complaining but I think one of my new goals will be trying to create better balance.

I, again, didn't get a lot of anything watched this week. I started an episode of Ted Lasso but put it on hold when I got the new projects.

I plan to view as many episodes of Batman: The Animated Series as a memorial to Kevin Conroy, as I can. I can honestly say, Kevin is my Batman. He's the first voice actor I ever looked up online because I loved his work in the animated series so much.

One bit of great news is I'm three-quarters of the way done with my holiday shopping. I might even start getting the gifts wrapped and bagged. Then it's off to gather stocking-stuffers.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Gone Fishing, a novella that got a start with a writing community prompt.

Here's the mini-blurb:

A year after college graduation, Quaille Ramsey and Franz Herman get together with a group of their friends for a summer vacation at a state park. Quaille recently broke up with a long-time boyfriend and Franz is ready to make a move, something he never took a chance on during school. Quaille isn't quite ready for something serious but she definitely sees possibilities for the future with Franz.

And a snippety peek…

Quaille exited the cabin to the spectacular view of Franz's ass when he bent over, searching under the porch. "Fish on, Franz. You'll never find the secret stash." As if she'd ever hide her rich, dark roast where animals could get into ti.

Franz straightened and arched his brows. "Fish on? Seriously, Quaille?" He settled back against the cedar siding. "I think you overestimate your hiding skills."

Quaille smirked. "Maybe, but you underestimate my ability to coerce people to do what I want." That should send him on a quest to chase down all their friends to see if she'd given her coffee to them for safekeeping.

Franz narrowed his gaze. "Uh-uh. You just tripped my bullshit meter. You'd never hand over your prized grounds to one of us." He folded his arms over his chest. "Not after making a big deal about everyone keeping their hands off."

Her shoulders sagged a little. "Damn. I really thought you'd hit everyone up and drive them nuts instead of me." She tilted her head to one side. "Why is it so uber-important to know where I keep my coffee?"

Franz pushed away from the cabin. "Because it's share and share alike and the fact that you're not makes me wonder if those ground up beans have magical qualities." His lips twitched.

She barked out a laugh. "The only amazing quality my coffee has is the ability to wake me up and put a happy smile on my face." And she'd take those simple joys where she could right now.

Franz gave a slow nod. "So … would you consider sharing if I come up with something that will wake you up and put a happy smile on your face?" His voice held a shade of something promising.

Quaille made a low hum. "Depends … what did you have in mind?" She liked playing this flirty little game with him.

Franz cracked a slow, sexy grin. "You'll have to wait and wonder for a bit, but I suggest you make sure you've got enough of that heady brew for two." With a quick wink, he nudged her shoulder and headed for the lake.

Quaille sent her gaze upward and thanked the universe she'd said yes when Caitlyn insisted Quaille join their friend group for this retreat.

Franz Herman had some hidden depths Quaille wanted to uncover…

This is a fun story and I love how Quaille gets caught up in the banter with Franz.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Surf's Up

Well, we're finally getting November weather. It's chilly outside and we got some snow showers that really ended up being flurries flying wildly in the wind. I'm kind of excited to get into the true depth of fall.

Had a decent week of catching up on projects and doing more organizing. I also made a dent in my holiday shopping. I'm making an effort to be on top of that this year.

Pretty solid week of viewing also. I got two episodes of Glitch in. I thought I'd already watched the third episode but I hadn't. So I'll be starting episode five this week. Some crazy stuff happened and we're down two characters. I'm very interested in what the hell happened to Vic.

Caught another musical icon episode. Whitney Houston: We Will Always Love You ended up being full of stuff I didn't know or remember about the singer. I like revisiting the lives of those we've lost.

Watched the penultimate episode of Star Trek: Discovery. Definitely had a twist I sort of expected but didn't know if the show would go there. They totally did. I'm kind of excited to see the finale then dive into the Ready Room breakdowns. I kind of hope Wil loses his mind over some of the twists and turns. He's so much fun because he's such a huge fan.

Enjoyed two episode of Chicago Med. I'm almost through the second season with one more episode to go. I'm kind of sad about Robin's descent, especially because Rhodes is such a nice guy. I'm also thrilled with how Reese is coming into her own and standing up for herself. Her confidence is amazing this season.

Caught the season finale of Midsomer Murders. Really liked this one and loved the mystery. I rather hope there's another season in the works.

Finished season thirteen of Silent Witness and started the first episode of season fourteen. I'm a little iffy on whether I remember this one or not. Some of the details are pinging so I think I did watch it before.

Watched the season twenty finale of Classic Who. Thoroughly enjoyed "The Five Doctors" and seeing all the former companions back for a spin. Although Four didn't have much of anything to do, which, honestly, isn't a huge loss. He'd been the most recent anyway.

Caught another episode of Roswell: The Final Verdict and liked the deep dive into how some of the witnesses were discredited and humiliated. Everything that happened with the Roswell incident is fascinating.

Enjoyed two more episodes of The Muppet Show. Lynda Carter and Carol Channing were the guest stars. The muppets trying to be super heroes was hilarious.

Started the updated version of Fantasy Island. Interesting premise and pretty decent storylines. I'll finish out the season and see if things hold up.

Caught another episode of Peak Practice. I'm almost through season five and I'm still liking the mix of partners. I think I have two episodes left before season six starts.

Watched another MasterClass with Brandon McMillan. This one gave me some good insight into how to keep my doggos from jumping. I'm going to try some of the techniques because that's a huge problem with both dogs.

Enjoyed two episodes of Classic Rugrats. Two were favorites from watching with my kiddos when they were little. This show is so much fun to revisit.

Also caught another episode of The Brokenwood Mysteries. Nice to see Jared back and what a terrific case. I'm hoping the lawyer lady gets caught at some point. Because she's definitely guilty. Also wondering if the final duo will end up featuring in another episode at some point.

And that's pretty much it for this week's television update. Tonight's post is from Surf's Up, a fun novella that puts the characters into a dangerous situation but gives them a new perspective on each other.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Marla Siff and Farley Osbourne protect a wealthy businessman as part of his entourage. People assume tech geek Farley is the muscle, but Marla is the combat trained protective detail. When a threat looms, they retreat to the private shores of their client's own island and Marla and Farley fight their attraction to keep their boss safe.

And a snippety peek…

Marla crossed her arms over her chest. "Seriously?" With Lane, sometimes one never knew.

Lane nodded. "Yes. You two need a break. The island is secure for the most part, but I know you'll both want to stay close." He arched a brow, wondering if she'd contradict him. "Why not learn a new skill?"

Marla shot a glance toward Farley. He'd be her deciding factor. She didn't have a specific desire to ride waves, but she wouldn't make a fuss if Farley got on board.

He shrugged. "Always wanted to surf. Could be fun." His lips kicked into a grin.

Her shoulders squared. "Fine. I guess it could come in handy to know how to hang ten." Right, as if she'd ever have to chase an opponent on a surfboard.

Lane clapped his hands. "Awesome." He sat up. "By the way, I took the liberty of having dinner sent to the duplex. The suits can handle keeping watch after you secure the house." He got up. "I'm going for a swim in the lap pool then having my own dinner. I won't be leaving the house."

Nice of Lane to keep them informed. Maybe the latest attempt knocked some fear into him.

Farley's fingers flew over his tablet the cameras whirred into position and the perimeter alarms being set clicked audibly on the device. He never failed to stay on top of the gadgets that protected their employer. The suits really didn't have much to do except patrol the interior of the huge manor house.

But … it never failed to be on the safe side.

She shot a chance toward Lane. "Appreciate the update, but it goes without saying, call if you decide you need fresh air or anything equally stupid." She planted a hand on her hip. "I don't care if it's the middle of the night." She added one more reminder. "I'm serious, Lane."

Farley headed toward the rear exit and she started to follow.

Lane responded. "I won't forget, Marla. You two have a nice dinner and relax. I'm not taking any chances."

From your lips to whatever rules the universe's ears.

Marla met Farley at the door. "Please make sure you ping my phone so I can check the monitors throughout the night."

Farley ducked outside. "I'll do one better." He crossed the short distance to the guest duplex they shared when in residence.

He pushed his door open and Marla stepped in behind him. His side of the duplex mirrored hers but had lots of earthy tones and modern vibes, while hers had bold colors and rustic industrial touches. She kind of liked his blend of natural shades mixed with the sleek tech towers, monitors, and clean lines of the furniture.

He unzipped his gear bag and pulled out a tablet. "This is for you. Better access and a bigger screen." He brought up the security app.

She took the device. "Wow. Thanks." Nodding toward the table in the dining area, she chuckled. "Lane went overboard again. There's enough food over there to feed a family." No doubt her table held a matching spread.

Farley's lips twitched. "I know. I'll end up having leftovers for breakfast."

She probably would, too.

Breakfast reminded her of their newly planned excursion.

She frowned and met Farley's gaze. "Did you find anything hinky at all with Janneson?" He'd had time to do a more thorough dive.

Farley shook his head. "I went deep and he's clean."

She let out a relieved sigh. "Good. It'll be nice to have something resembling a vacation." Waving the tablet, she stared toward the door. "Thanks again for the gadget. Enjoy your dinner."

Farley lifted a hand. "You, too. I'll let you know when Lane gets started in the morning."

Meaning he'd take morning detail around five a.m. and give her time to sleep in a little.

Nice.

This story is so much fun. Marla and Farley ride the whirlwind that Lane leaves in his wake but they enjoy it.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin 

Sunday Snippet: Late Summer Engagement (an Organic Nature short)

Wow, January is almost over and it's been a month. I'm cautiously optimistic the year will get better and crossing my fingers to be on the safe side.

Had a semi-busy week with work and I'm still on my cleaning spree. I did get some television watched. Started with another arc of Classic Who and watched the four-part Pyramids of Mars. Will probably get another arc in this week.

Started the next two episodes of Silent Witness. Oddly enough, it featured a horse race and I just finished editing a book about a thoroughbred dynasty so I understood a lot of the jargon.

Also started a new episode of Blue Heelers. There's another new cast member and I'll reserve judgment on whether I like her or not.

As usual, I caught a bunch of the Ovation mysteries and some classic Perry Mason. I also caught a marathon of Hawaii Five-0. I might be somewhat over the loss of Chin and Kono and ready to watch the final seasons. We'll see.

That's pretty much it for television. Tonight's post is from Late Summer Engagement, an Organic Nature short set in the month of June.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Vin's ready to spend his life with Eppie, but he's not sure she wants to be the marrying kind. Instead of proposing, he suggests something a little different. As usual, Eppie surprises him with her response.

And a snippety peek…

Eppie stared through her kitchen window at the arbor. "What are you telling me, Gram?" For a full week, she'd been drawn to the sanctuary, compelled to go out and sit with the quiet and solitude.

Maybe because she had more time now—she had good part-time help—and enough time had passed since her gram's death. Memories assailed Eppie, of sitting on the bench while her grandmother tended the garden. Or helping her prune the ivy that twisted and twined all around the pergola and arched entrance to the arbor.

Vin entered the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Eppie. "What's on your mind?" He rested his chin on her shoulder.

Eppie turned in his arms. "Wondering what Gram wants me to know." She appreciated Vin not making light of her belief in messages from afar. "Maybe she wants me to restore her favorite place." She shrugged. "But we're already planning to do that and I feel like there's more she's trying to say."

Vin stepped back and nodded toward the table. "Speaking of the restoration. I've got the plans if you want to take a look." He reached over and smoothed the pages down.

Eppie made her way over and settled on one of the chairs. "This looks terrific." She glanced upward. "How long do you think we'll need?" She'd estimate a couple of weekends if she got the overgrowth cleared during the week.

Vin pretty much confirmed her guess. "Probably one weekend to fix and repair the current structure then do some prep-work and another one to add the new elements." He pulled a chair around and sat next to her. "I left the archway with the benches intact, but think we should add a lattice-work supporting wall to each side." His finger traced the gentle curved lines of the suggested addition. "More benches, probably in stone, would anchor everything." He met her gaze. "That way it'll last another fifty years."

Eppie grinned. "My gram would've loved you." His design invited a person in and included the shady spot under the pergola as well as having the added stone seating for basking in the sun. "We could add a pedestal café-sized table with wrought iron chairs on either end also." She loved the way concept came together.

A lovely area to sit and relax surrounded by nature.

She tilted her head. "You know, my grandparents used to sit and talk through their issues out there. They'd sit across from each other at first then usually ended up on the same side once they'd resolved their situation."

Vin quirked a brow. "Is that why it was their favorite place?" He folded up the pages and tucked them into a folder.

Eppie gave a slow nod. "I think that played a big part, yes. It was a different time and the arbor represented neutral ground for them." She let out a small chuckle. "Whereas you and I tend to talk about whatever we need to in the moment, they were much more deliberate about how they approached strife and conflict." She didn't think her gram wanted Eppie to use the arbor for the same purpose … but her gram wanted Eppie to learn or know something.

Maybe she'd discover the answer during the restoration.

Vin got up and held out his hand. "Speaking of communicating in the moment …" He tugged her up when she grasped his fingers. "Care to interpret this?" His mouth closed over hers and his palms cupped her ass.

Eppie moaned and eased away. "You're in the mood for hot sex and I'm right there with you." She grabbed his hand and led him through the small hallway to the stairs.

Eppie and Vin are so much fun to write. I love following the progression of their relationship one month at a time.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Getting Schooled

So far, September is off to a decent start. I finished up a few projects this week and look forward to getting back to the great office reorganization.

Kind of a slow week for television. I watched two episodes of Silent Witness. I don't think I've ever seen the first few seasons with Amanda Burton as Sam Ryan. I started watching somewhere in the later seasons.

I also did the usual Ovation mystery marathons. Rather enjoyed Midsomer Murders because they went all the way back to the beginning. Also left wondering why anyone considers The Librarians a mystery show, but I guess it's because they always have to track down the treasures for the library. Not really mysterious in my book, but it doesn't have to be.

I'm hoping to get back on track with finishing up the previous seasons of Roswell, New Mexico and Riverdale. Also need to watch the season finale of The Witcher and the series finale of Strike Back. I've been putting off Strike Back because I really don't want the show to end.

I need to catch up on Wynonna Earp also. I'll probably end up binge watching the whole season.

That's pretty much it for television. Tonight's post is from Getting Schooled, a novella that features one of my favorite secret-fantasy dreams … a summer camp.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Tamsin and Ike are resident leaders at neighboring summer camps. Tamsin works with upper crust girls and Ike has underprivileged boys. When a grant program director suggests bridging the gap, neither is very excited by the prospect, but once they meet, both get schooled in by how well the kids get along.

And a snippety peek…

Tamsin barely got inside the counselor's cabin before Olivia Winterson rushed through the door.

"Oh, Tamsin. I'm so glad you're here! We've got a huge emergency." Her face crumpled and tears welled in her eyes.

Tamsin dropped her bag and grasped Olivia's arm, ushering her onto the café chair. "What's going on? Is Pete okay?" Olivia's husband had a mild heart attack three years ago.

Olivia waved her hand. "Oh, yes. Pete's fine. The camp? Not so much." Her lower lip quivered.

Tamsin blinked and sat in the seat across from her boss. "What is it? What can I do to help?" This place meant a lot to Tamsin

The Wintersons meant even more.

Olivia exhaled slowly and pulled herself together. "I just got off the phone with the grant committee. They're experiencing a financial shortfall and have decided to only support one camp this year." She frowned. "And, honestly, if we lose grant funding, we'll have to close. We won't be able to have this year's session or stay in business for future years."

No more Camp Seneca? Tamsin couldn't imagine not coming here anymore. This place had been her home, her true home, for more than a decade.

Tamsin shook her head, her brain already working. "When will they decide?" There had to be a way to secure the grant.

Olivia gave Tamsin a sad smile. "They want to meet tomorrow to decide if it'll be us or Camp Carlson."

Tamsin's lip curled. "Let me guess … they're in the same position." The Wintersons and Ron Carlson, along with his son and daughter, were friendly rivals.

Olivia nodded. "I haven't talked to Ron or Lanie yet, but I'd have to guess they are."

Summer camps in this area tended to run on razor-thin margins. Even though both were surrounded by the second-home set.

Tamsin grasped Olivia's hand. "What can I do to help? You can't cancel this year's program. The girls are due to arrive the day after tomorrow." They could scale back some of the activities and get creative with the menus, maybe ask for donations if the grant committee decided on Carlson instead of Seneca.

Olivia's face brightened. "I had hoped you'd ask. Can you come up with a presentation for tomorrow's meeting? Something to really wow the group?"

Tamsin cringed a little. She'd planned to get started on her research before the girls arrived. But she couldn't refuse Olivia's request.

Squeezing the woman's fingers, Tamsin smiled. "Of course. Let me get the rest of my stuff unloaded and I'll get started." She stood up and started for the door.

Olivia followed, pulling Tamsin into a big bear hug. "Thank you! This means so much to Pete and me." She started toward the big lodge-style house. "I'll let him know what's going on."

Tamsin fought back a wave of uncertainty. She couldn't fail the Wintersons. No matter what, she'd make sure the grant committee chose Camp Seneca for their remaining funds.

An inspired idea hit her. "And I think I know just how to do it."

Tamsin is a fun character to write. She cares deeply and wants to help everyone.

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Drag Out the List

June is coming to a close and I can honestly say this feels like the longest effing year while at the same time the days are flying off the calendar. It's bizarre and baffling. 2020 is probably going to go down as the year I want to forget but won't be able to. LOL

Rather slow week of television but I did get a few things watched. I started with Kings of Broadway, a charity program on YouTube. Thoroughly enjoyed it.

Started season three of Danger Man and thought it would be color episodes, but it's not yet. Enjoyed the first episode.

Caught another episode of Strike Back and Strike Back Declassified. I've only got two episodes left and then I'll have to start a rewatch because I love these characters so much.

Started a new episode of Blue Heelers and look forward to seeing how it ends. I like this Aussie drama and have a feeling I'll be seeing a lot of familiar faces.

Watched another episode of Gargoyles. It's one I don't remember so it was nice to have something to sink into. I think I'm about a third of the way through the second season.

That's pretty much it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Drag Out the List, a novella that's coming along nicely.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Velma and Kade have loads of sexual tension, but Velma keeps him at arm's length. Kade gets the why, but when she pushes him a little too far he turns the tables on her and she ends up in a compromising position—number seventeen on his list.

And a snippety peek…

Kade finished scraping the paint from the window in his bedroom. Screaming pink and some kind of marbled fuchsia and gold gave him a headache. Dee loved bright colors. Turquoise, hot yellow, sunny orange, and bright lime green rounded out the decorating scheme of the apartment. He'd asked Jim about it and the man chuckled.

He nodded toward the alley. "If you look in the garage, there's enough sandy gray to repaint the entire interior." He leaned in and lowered his voice. "I figured we'd have to redo the apartment before we could even dream of selling the place. We're lucky you saw past the blinding riot and made an offer."

Kade could kiss Jim for having the foresight to buy a nice beachy neutral. The color looked great in various lights and would give him a good backdrop to add some color. Nothing flashy like Dee's cavalcade of retina-twitching options, but a mix of blues and some pops of green and maybe a splash of red would work well. He thanked his interior designer mother for instilling a sense of good taste in him from an early age.

Putting the putty knife aside, he stood before the window. He loved the sound of the waves drifting onto the shoreline. The water appealed to him. Lake, ocean, river, didn't matter as long as the sound made it to his ears.

Making the move south ended up being a good fit. Okay, he'd only been official for two weeks, but he'd accomplished a lot during his brief tenure. Yeah, he still needed to move his furniture in, but the futon mattress worked as a bed for now. Painting came first, then the big stuff could come in. The most important detail had been covered. The ice cream shop belonged to him. No partners, no personality clashes, no nightmare dissolving of assets. He'd never been married, but he'd bet a divorce settlement would have taken less skin off his hide.

From this point on, sole proprietorship only. At least in his professional life.

"Now the personal … that's something else entirely."

His friendly neighbor piqued his interest. He looked forward to getting to know her better. She didn't give off a married vibe, but maybe she had a boyfriend. He rather hoped not. Easy on the eyes, a killer smile, and loads of curves made her a winning combination. He liked women who were fit but not to the point they were all angles and sharp planes. Velma had toned arms and legs paired with soft rounded hips, which he loved. Her ass looked damned good in shorts. She'd had her hair in a messy bun on top of her head and her eyes showed a range of emotions not to mention a lot of intelligence. Velma definitely caught his attention.

After a quick look at the time, he stripped his shorts off and entered the small bathroom to grab a shower. "No stinky pits for dinner." Humming an old crooner classic, he washed the sweat and paint flecks off then stood under the spray letting the hot water hit the kinks in his shoulders.

Physical labor kept him in good shape along with walks or runs along the beach. He'd put in a lot of extra work during the two weeks he'd been down here and his muscles were protesting. When the water started cooling, he shut the shower off and quickly toweled dry. Digging through his supply of clothing, he snagged a pair of blue cargo shorts and a brand-new white T-shirt. On his way out, he grabbed a sky blue twill button-up and tossed it over his shoulder. Slipping his feet into a nicer pair of his athletic slides, he started across the small thoroughfare separating their back entrances. The smell of grilled chicken seasoned with some kind of spicy mix hit his nostrils and his mouth watered. Eating out had advantages—no clean up—and takeout proved convenient. But he couldn't wait to have a nice, quiet dinner with a beautiful woman. He missed having a good conversation along with his meal.

When he ducked through the well-maintained opening to Velma's patio, his heart sank. She had company…

A tall guy who had the look of a longtime native.

Didn't that suck big ones?

I loved writing this scene. Working in Dee's interior design scheme had me chuckling while I typed.

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Summer's Eve

Whew. Long, long week with a ton of busywork stuff along with my regular workload. I sometimes get the idea that most of my family members don't realize how long or how many phone calls it often takes to make things happen. Luckily, I'm in a position where my job isn't at stake if I need to make those frequent and often time-sucking phone calls. But… bleh.

Had an even more sporadic viewing week. I'm not fairly behind on a lot of my shows. But… I did catch up on some laundry so not a bad tradeoff. I got two episodes of Blue Heelers in while folding and stacking clothes. LOL

I got a little more of Riverdale watched but haven't finished the episode yet. I might be getting to the place where I need to switch over to music. The main reason I've been light on viewing for the past few weeks is a heavy work schedule and lots of distractions from other drama.

I have so many playlists that I listen to while driving. I should probably start listening to them while working also. Maybe I'll start that this week.

Since there's not much to report, tonight's post is from Summer's Eve, an Organic Nature short.

Here's the mini-blurb:

The beginning of summer means Vin Derbish is chest-deep into his busy season. Eppie Collins is used to not seeing much of Vin during the month of June, but suggests a spontaneous camping trip when the weather turns nasty with thunderstorms. A few days in a cabin with pouring rain as their soundtrack can't be a bad thing.

And a snippety peek…

Eppie Collins ran inside to grab the phone. "Hello." Her breath came out in gasping pants.

Vin Derbish groaned. "Damn, Eppie, it sounds like you're having sex."

She laughed. "That would be hard to do since you're not around." The month of June hit squarely in the middle of his busiest time of year.

He sighed. "And I won't be for at least another week. But…" He paused to say something to one of his workers. "I have an idea for getting together if you can get someone to cover the farm this weekend and maybe make a couple of calls for me."

She liked the sound so far. "Fill me in and I'll bribe or beg whoever I have to." If Lily couldn't cover weekend hours, Dani might be able to.

And Dani owed Eppie for the Easter emergency, even if Eppie would've been there no matter what.

Vin's voice came through louder and clearer. "Whew. Sorry. Next time I'll wait until I'm actually in my truck before I call." He switched over to Bluetooth. "So… if you can find someone to cover, Greg mentioned he'd be staying in town from Wednesday through Monday morning. He's helping spearhead the organizers for the veterans who'll be participating in the summer reading program at the library. That means the cabin will be free and I thought maybe you could meet me there."

Eppie hesitated a little. "I'd love to, Vin, but how do you see this working? Me at the cabin for fourteen hours a day while you're working? Which isn't a no, by the way, more a question about whether it's worth making the trip for the whole weekend." She could go up on Saturday and head back on Sunday.

Vin chuckled. "Man, I'm screwing this up royally. Check the weather report. We're supposed to get a line of thunderstorms rolling through for the next five days." He waited until she'd pulled up her app. "There's a good chance I'll be available and I know how much you love storms."

Eppie pictured watching the clouds roll in from the cabin's small porch. "Oh, yeah. Sounds awesome." She waved to Lily when she entered through the front door. "Let me talk to Lily and double-check with Greg. I'll give you a call later, say after nine?" He usually worked until they had no light left.

This close to the summer solstice meant he put in some very late evenings.

Vin let out a whoop. "That'll work. I'll probably be having a beer with the guys at Mo's." The little tavern sat just across the county line and had half a dozen rooms Vin's crew had taken over.

Eppie grinned, getting excited. "I'll speak with Lily now. Love you." She ended the call and motioned Lily over. "I have a proposition for you…"

I love this couple so much. This series is a joy to write and coming up with small… snapshots… into their relationship is challenging but also fantastic.

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin