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funny how sometimes teenage boy characters have a mind of their own ….

Probably the last unedited excerpt from Little Hackers that I’ll be posting because NANOWRIMO is almost over with and the story is winding down too.

I didn’t want Parker to kiss Darcy one last time at the train station. I thought way too cliche. But Parker had a mind of his own and I wrote the “oh to heck with it line.” before I could stop myself. Enjoy and feel free to post any comments you may have 🙂

It was a bittersweet goodbye all the way around at the station. There was so much that Parker wanted to tell both Darcy and Nate. They wouldn’t even be taking the same trains. Darcy was just taking the metro to get home since she lived so close by. Nate was taking the northern hyper train and Parker was taking the westward bound train. He wanted to kiss Darcy goodbye the way that Humphrey Bogart had kissed Ingrid Bergman goodbye in that old black and white movie his mom loved so much. But he wasn’t as an old pro at that sort of thing.

Instead, she lightly kissed his cheek, shivers raced down his spine at the touch of her warm, soft lips on his face. “I’ll call you when I get home. I have your contact file saved in my iHear now. This won’t be goodbye forever.”

“Are you going to break up with your boyfriend when you get home?” He hated asking Darcy that question but he had to know where he stood with her.

She nodded and flashed him a shy little smile that warmed his heart. “I am. I never loved Michael. I can see that now.”

Oh to heck with it. He pulled Darcy in close and gave her what he hoped would be a kiss she’d never forget. Urgently, he caressed and explored every inch of her mouth with his tongue. Swearing he’d never forget how her lips tasted sweeter than pumpkin pie or how her hair smelled all flowery and girly. He only broke away when Nate cleared his throat.

“All right, Romeo,” Nate teased. “Stop kissing Juliet or else you’ll both miss your trains.”

“Would that be such a bad thing?” Parker asked.

“They’ll find us and send us home anyway,” Darcy replied. “We can’t run away like Romeo and Juliet did. That story didn’t have the happiest of endings.”

“What about us, Darcy? Will we have a happy ending?”

She gave him a little smile, grabbed her bag, and blew him a kiss. “It’s too soon to tell.”

Then she walked over to her Metro platform, leaving Parker with only the awesome view of her cute little backside until she boarded her train. He wished he could wave goodbye to her one last time, but the train took off too quickly and he couldn’t see her at all through the dark windows.

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A first kiss from a teenage boy’s perspective

I have never written a scene like this one before. It was fun to write. I had a couple of reasons for writing it from Parker’s POV. Mostly because I wanted to make it a kiss scene that my 11 year old son would enjoy reading. He’s not big on watching kissing stuff in the movies yet but I thought if I told it from Parker’s POV, it would be something he could relate to reading. I hope he’ll like the stuff about the bacon too because yes, my son like any boy has a bacon obsession. Enjoy and keep in mind that this is still from my NANOWRIMO story so it’s unedited of course :). And feel free to leave comments. All I seem to keep getting on this blog are spammer comments 😉

Bacon as a pizza topping, Parker knew that whoever thought that up years ago was a genius. Because as everyone knew, especially guys, bacon was beyond epic. Bacon was the ultimate treat. He glanced over at Darcy, who grinned at him as she crunched into her bacony blissful piece. Much to his disapproval however, White Queen sat next to Darcy removing the bacon bits on her piece of pizza. What kind of girl did that?

White Knight, who sat next on the other side of him, poured himself a plastic cup of Pepsi and asked, “Anyone want to play a game to pass the time while we eat and while we’re waiting for our servers to reboot?”

“Sure. What kind of game?” Darcy asked.

“Truth or dare.”

Parker grinned and set his slice of pizza down on the plate. “Truth or dare, now that’s my kind of old fashioned fun game.” Perfect opportunity to get to know Darcy better as well, if he played his cards right. “I’ll start, Snow Girly, truth or dare?”

“Snow Girly now is it?” White Queen asked in a skeptical tone.

“I don’t mind. I like Snow Girly as a nickname for my code name. And dare please.”

Dare? Hmm, he wasn’t expecting that right off the bat. Let’s see. He wanted to prove to her he was a gentleman so no asking her to dance around her in underwear, although that would be a beautiful sight to behold. But there was one thing he wanted from her more than anything else. Would she do it even if technically she hadn’t broken up with her boyfriend back home yet? It was worth asking.

“I dare you to kiss me on the lips.”

“Okay. I wanted to kiss you last night anyway. Guess I just chickened out though.” She leaned in and brushed her lips against his.

So soft, so sweet, and he had no choice to pull her in close and crush his lips into hers. Salty bacon, combined with a honeyed mouth and tongue. Oh now this was cool and unexpected. A little tongue action here. Very nice. Warmth raged through his body. He didn’t want to let her go, didn’t want to break the spell, but she stopped him kissing him and pulled away.

“Woah, okay, that was some way to start out the game,” White Knight said, staring at both of them.

Parker had to agree. And he hoped it wouldn’t be the last kiss he ever got from Darcy, but the future after they caught the hacker thief was still uncertain.

Darcy’s cheeks were crimson tinged when she asked, “Is it my turn?”

“Yeah,” White Knight replied, “Go on.”

“Okay, White Queen truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Truth … okay … there is something I always wanted to know. What is your real first name?”

White Queen widened her eyes. “Are we allowed to give it?”

“I don’t see why not. Ms. Ramierz isn’t here now to stop us,” Darcy replied.

“My real first name is Scarlett,” she admitted.

Parker was tired of being afraid to show the real him, so he extended his hand and said, “Nice to meet you Scarlett, I’m Parker.”

White Knight smiled and chimed in. “I’m Nate.”

And finally his Snow Girly said, “I’m Darcy.”

“Cool now that we all each other’s real names …” Parker paused and rubbed his hands together. “Let the real fun begin.”

 

Venturing outside of romance for a more mainstream teenage science fiction tale

So because PJ really wants me to work on a non romance book, I’m attempting something completely different for my National Novel Writing Month project this year. We’ll see how it goes. I foresee this as a trilogy of books and possibly a hint of romance will work in by book 3. It’s about a group of four teenage kids trained to tackle cyber crime and information security by the US government. First book they’ll have to take on a crook who’s stealing millions from the government, second book they’ll deal with rogue androids who are trying to steal their identies, third and final book- a super computer virus threatening to wipe out the entire Internet. I think this will be fun to write 🙂

Happy St. Patrick’s Day from a gal who loves green ogres

Happy Saint Patrick’s day everyone! While I’m not Irish at all, we did enjoy a day of looking at greenery on a bike ride along the Ohio and Erie Canal 🙂 And this is just a friendly promotional reminder too that my favorite green hero is still available in print and e-book format here. You may now go back to partaking of your green beer 😉 Oh and another friendly reminder, while looking for reviews on my book I did find it on some Internet piracy sites being offered as a free download. I plan on reporting them and nipping this in the bud but please keep in mind that I do not receive any royalties from these piracy sites and me and my awesome editor put a lot of hard work into the novel. Again though, have a happy St. Pat’s day and if you enjoy green heroes, I hope you’ll check out my novel ;D

Different kinds of love

I was thinking about this topic last night while reading my old diary entries. Or maybe because it’s the season of love and peace.
In high school, if a guy I dated said they loved me first, it was easy to say I loved them back. It wasn’t a lie no matter how things eventually worked out. I did love those guys but differently from how I loved my husband. The definition of platonic love is love without any sexual feelings. That’s how I felt about any guy I said I loved in the past.
Even today, I can still love in a platonic way. There are guys I love like brothers and girls I love like sisters.
And then there’s my husband. The guy I met when I was 19 yrs old. From the day I met him I had strong, passionate feelings for him. I thought he was extremely handsome and sexy. As I got to know him, the spiritual platonic love worked it’s way into my heart too. He’s been sweet, smart, silly, and always caring and giving. I guess I’m lucky to be married to my best friend. A guy I can share my passion with as well as my life. Isn’t that what any girl wants? Merry Christmas my friends and may you all experience the passionate and platonic forms of love always 🙂