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Une Réservation Pour Trois

Posted on June 15, 2017

The melodic, soulful sounds of jazz filled her ears as she stepped inside the dim lit restaurant. Her dark gaze scanned the room, searching… The grand dinner club overflowed with patrons, many of which enjoy a slow turn about the dance floor in the middle of the establishment. She craned her peering around the couple in front of her as they spoke with the maître d’.

Where are they? She wondered, as she nervously checked her watch again. She was early, knowing that both valued punctuality.

A blitz on the horizon…

Posted on June 14, 2017

Bonjour! Just a brief announcement today. I have been rather silent lately in terms of publishing new pieces, but it has been for very good reasons. There are a number of changes taking place in my professional and personal life, one of which involves a huge cross-country move. So, as you can imagine there have been a number of distractors. Well, I’ve had a little time to catch my breath this week and as such I have posed a bit of a challenge to myself. My goal is to publish four new pieces of work by the end of the week (yes, I realize it is already Wednesday, but that’s why it is a challenge darlings!). I have had some wonderful sources of inspiration over the last few days, which will certainly help fuel this drive, so to speak. The first piece will be published tonight, thanks to the help of a trusted friend. I think you will enjoy what is in store. As always, thank you for your support. Comments and emails are always welcome. Happy reading!!


Dinner Service

Posted on March 25, 2017

She heard it in his voice during the phone call earlier that day. The exhaustion, the stress were all there though he tried to hide it. Most would not have noticed, but she was not most. She knew the telltale signs. The subtle exacerbation in the rolling of his R’s were always his giveaway. The week had taken its toll though he would never admit it and would always appear cool, calm and collected before his peers and those he lead. Yet, she knew him. She knew he needed a release, an outlet to escape his frustrations and she was delighted to accommodate him. She knew exactly how.


Posted on February 1, 2017

Anabella shivered as she pulled her scarlet peacoat tighter around her in a vain attempt to block out the bitter cold of the early evening. She hurried the of the cobblestone street illuminated by the soft glow of historically accurate gas lamps along the street. Although the sun had barely, sidewalks were quickly filling with fellow pedestrians seeking to kick off their Friday night. She shook her head muttering softly to herself as the heels of her riding boots clicked against the sidewalk.