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Wednesday Words: Thank You

Dear Michigan,

Thank you for being shaped like a mitten so that we always have a map of the state with us.  For being surrounded by awesome huge Great Lakes that are like oceans without the salt and sharks.  For being so darn pretty and having four different seasons.  (Even though it’s sometimes so cold here that it literally hurts.)

Thank you for the monks you house in the UP who make amazing muffins and who one day might possibly make bagels for Norris.  Thank you for having the panic inducing scary-ass Mackinac Bridge… without it we’d have to take a ferry from the Lower Peninsula to the Upper Peninsula and it would take way longer to get to lunch at Clyde’s. 

Thank you for the Detroit Tigers, Detroit Lions, Detroit Pistons, and the Michigan State University Spartans. And for putting GVSU only an hour and a half drive from me since having my baby brother further away would be torture! 

Thank you for funky city names like Sagautuk, Okemos, and Kalamazoo that help us identify outsiders when they pronounce things wrong.  Thanks being so close to those awesome Canadians and for letting us use most of the Canadian coins here without trouble. 

Thank you for Faygo, New York Seltzer, and Vernors. Thank you for using the word pop instead of soda.

Thank you for Kid Rock, Eminem, Unckle Kracker, Fun., JK Simmons, Magic Johnson, Taylor Lautner, Derek Jeter, Michael Raymond, Jenny Trout, Bronwyn Green, Lara Zielin, Jessica Jarman, Kellogg, Motown, and yeah… Even Madonna. We still claim her even though she doesn’t claim us. 

Thank you for being my home!




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Wednesday Words: Writing & Life

wordsGood day, blog readers!

This week we’re supposed to be talking about how writing affects our life and vice versa.  This is a Tuffy for me because I haven’t been able to actually do any creative writing in so long.  When I do have the opportunity to write, it definitely gives my life a regular dose of happy. I love when random plot ideas and scenes pop into my head at totally random times.  I love when my characters stalk me and insist that I play with them.  Writing makes me happy.

Then, of course, there are the times like the present, when I’m utterly and totally overwhelmed by life and my sucky job and have no time or energy to write outside of work.  That’s when I can feel the creativity being slowly sucked from my veins and I start to feel like I have no talent and never have.  When my inner critic takes over my head and makes me think all sorts of crappy self-defeating lies.  But in times like these I’ll open up one of my old favorite fanfics and re-read it.  I’ll get lost in my Happy Backstreet World and fall in love all over again with my characters and will even occasionally think to myself, “Man, this actually didn’t suck!”  :)  So I start to regain some of my faith in myself and in my writing.  I’ll want to write, and want to go back to the times when I wrote daily and absolutely loved it.  When I’d post chapters to email lists and my old website and I’d get flooded with feedback that made me giggle and kept me writing.  It was a good thing.  Thinking about those days always makes me want to write again.  I’ve been re-reading my old fanic Double Exposure lately and I can already feel those writing muscles starting to fire, slowly but surely. :)

As usual though, I have case notes and a report to write for work right now so those come before my fictional friends.  It takes a good five hours to write my two week reports on my clients on top of daily home visits, meetings, case notes, and travel. Some day I’ll have some free time again. :) You can also read this post that talks about my relationship with writing. :)

 Now, let’s check out what the other girls have to say about their craft. :)

Bronwyn  | Jessica J | Jessica D | Kayleigh | Paige | KrisGwendolyn

Wordless Wednesday – My Past


Me and Q – BSB Cruise 2013


Gavin Degraw -2014


Matt Nathanson 2014


with my bestie at the Matt Nathanson/Gavin Degraw concert 2014


Copper Harbor with Gee, our Writer’s Retreat mascot


1980… LOL


Playing Titanic on the BSB Cruise 2013


BSB Cruise 2013 -Don’t Put Out the Glow theme night


My first Writer’s Retreat


1st time meeting the Boys 04/05/05

1st BSB cruise – 2011


BSB Cruise 2013


Me and my monsters – fave selfie ever! circa 2007


Jordan Knight meet and greet with my SIL


Bachelor’s Degree 2006


Adam Lambert concert – 2008?


High School Graduation 1995


Downtown Disney selfie – 26ish


30th Bday in rainy Orlando


Gwendolyn | Bronwyn | Jessica J | Jessica D | Paige | Kris | Kayleigh

Flash Fiction Monday: The Hammer’s Coming Down

It’s another flash fiction Monday!  This month we were given the song “The Hammer’s Coming Down” by those crazy Canadian kids, Nickleback.  It’s a really good song, and made me think of things that Norris would write like the end of the world and zombie type stuff.  So of course that translated into me writing more Backstreet Boys fanfic.  LOL  So this is another ficlet from the Nick/Catie universe because they were the first to come to mind. It’s a little corny but hey, I got it done!  Enjoy!

The Hammer’s Coming Down

I looked at the nurse who’d been tending to me and sighed, “Seriously… how long does it take to get discharged? I really need to go.”

She smiled the same fake smile she’d been shooting at me for the past few hours and then looked back to the electronic chart in her arms as she tapped away on it, “Soon.”

I groaned and attempted to run my fingers through my hair, a nervous habit of mine, but stopped when I remembered the extra large bandage wrapped around my fingers. I switched to my good hand and slid that through my hair. “I. Have. To. Go.”

She didn’t even bother glancing up this time, “You can’t until I get the order.”

I’m not a violent guy by any means but I kind of wanted to smack her. Who was she to say I couldn’t leave? They’d fixed up my smashed fingers, they had all of my insurance information, and they’d called my prescription in to the pharmacy near my house. What the hell else did they need from me? I was sure that if I got my happy ass up off of the exam table and walked out that they couldn’t legally stop me.  I mean, I know she was just doing her job but what she didn’t know was the collassal mess I’d be in if I didn’t get home before my wife did.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to glance at the screen. My brother Aaron, who’d been in the waiting room while I was getting my stiches. Pansy couldn’t take the sight of any more of my blood and ripped up flesh. “Holy shit, how the hell long does this take? Catie is going to freaking lose it if she gets home before us!”

I sighed, again, and did my best to thumb a response with one hand. “Come and tell this freaking nurse that! I’ve been trying to get out of here for a while now. She won’t let me go.”

Aaron’s response was fast, “LMAO… did you give her The Smile?

“Didn’t work.”

“Does she know who you are?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle. Growing up famous had made both of us impatient. We were used to getting our way because people wanted to please us. My nurse was not one of those people. “Doesn’t care. You can come back now tho.”

A few minutes later my brother’s blonde head popped in the door carefully. “No more blood?”

I laughed and held up my bandaged left hand, “None.”

Relief flooded his face and he finshed coming into the room, “Good. That was nasty.”

It had been nasty. It also hurt like a bitch. We’d been working on a surprize project for Cate’s birthday. She pretty much hated when I went all Home Depot on things, but I had this great idea and figured since Aaron was visiting he could lend a hand and we’d bang the project out in a few hours. No big deal. At least that’s what I’d thought.

I love my little brother, I really do. But even I can tell you that the two of us together, unsupervised, is generally a bad idea. It didn’t matter that we were both legal adults, when we get together we tend to have the decision making skills of an ADHD kid on speed. We were hammering the top of a metal table trying to make it look distressed and all fancy-like after we repainted it. It was going great, and I was really pleased with the outcome. We were making stupid jokes abut Thor’s hammer and MC Hammer while laughing our asses off. Then a particularly catchy song came on that ironically was called “The Hammer’s Coming Down” and our hammering took on more of a drumming sort of beat.

It was good old fashioned fun singing along and hammering the metal to the beat with my baby brother. That is, until I stopped for a minute and rested my hand on the table and instead of the table getting the beat down by Aaron’s hammer, my hand did. In one blow, he’d split open my ring finger and middle finger on my left hand. I thought both of us were going to vomit when we saw how much blood there was and how utterly gross the fingers looked. It made me not want to ever look at raw meat again.

The doctor told me I’d been lucky because neither of my fingers had been broken or fractured.   I’d also figured I was extremely luckly that I hadn’t been wearing my wedding ring. They totally would have had to cut if off if I’d been wearing thanks to the swelling. They’d had to do some pretty creative sewing to get things stitched up and I was pretty sure that I was going to have Frankenstein scars once everything had healed.

Aaron tried working his charm on the nurse but failed. She left the room and he shrugged, “I tried.” He looked at the bandages on my hand and winced, “Dude, I’m so sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize anymore, it was an accident.”

“Yeah but…” he said and sighed. “Look at you… they’ve got you wrapped up like you lost a finger.”

I laughed and shook my head, “They wanted it to have lots of cushion, apparently. Seriously, I can’t even feel it right now thanks to the shot they gave me. Maybe later I’ll hate you, but for now you’re good. I just want to get the hell out of here.”

“Maybe I should call Cate. I could tell her what happened so that if she gets home before us she doesn’t walk into a crime scene and think that we’ve been kidnapped and murdered.”

I shook my head, “Calling her will just make her freak out even more. If we can get home and clean up the mess it’ll be better. She’s had too many bad phone calls in her life, I don’t want to do that to her.”

Aaron bit his lip and nodded, “Damn it, I didn’t think of that. So what if I send her a text and tell her we need something from the store so she’ll have to stop?”

I thought about it and then shook my head again, “Nah… we’ll be okay if we get out of here in the next twenty minutes. We just have to get home and clean up the blood, which you’re totally going to have to man up and help me with.” He faked a puking noise and we both laughed. “At least the table is in the shed and she never goes in there. We can clean that up later.”

“That sounds good. I just…” Aaron looked down at his phone as it rang and all the color drained from his face. “Shit, it’s her.”

“Answer it and see if she’s freaking out. She might just be calling from the office. If she’s calm, do not tell her anything.” I closed my eyes, praying that she hadn’t gone home early. The fact that she was calling Aaron and not me helped a little, but not a lot to be honest. All I colud imagine was my poor wife standing in the kitchen where we’d tried, and failed, to stop my fingers from bleeding before finally giving up and rushing to the emergency room. It wouldn’t be a good thing at all.

Aaron listened and gave a few one word answers before finally saying, “Uh… can you hang on for a minute?” He pressed the mute icon on his phone and shook his head, “She’s not home but she will be in ten minutes. What do I do?”

“Fuuuuuck…” I groaned. I held my hand out for the phone, “I’m going to have to tell her.”

The look on his face was a mixture of fear and amusement. He shook his head and tried not to laugh, “Dude, I’m SO sorry!”

I would have flipped him off if my hand weren’t all bundled up, “Screw you…” I shot at him with a slight grin. I took a deep breath and unmutted the phone. “Hey, babe…”

“Well, hi!” she replied happily. “What’s going on? I was just telling Aaron that I’m stopping to pick up food and then I’ll be home.”

“Yeah… Uh… I gotta tell you something before you get home.”

Knowing me better than anyone, she groaned, “What happened?”

“If I ask you to avoid the kitchen when you get home can you do that? Just until I get there?”

“Uh, no. What happened?”

“Caaatie!” I whined.

“No, Nick… what did you do to my kitchen?”

“Nothing! I just… the kitchen is probably looking like something out of CSI right now.” Her slience on the other end of the line was my sign that she was fighting herself over whether to be mad or concerned. “Babe, I’m okay!” I added quickly. “But we’re at the emergency room and have been waiting forever to be discharged. I just don’t want you to go in the kitchen and see the mess. Please?”

Her voice was that scary calm that she gets when she’s in crisis mode. “I’ll be in the living room.”

Just then the nurse came in with my discharge papers and told Aaron that we were free to go. “Thank you! We just got the okay to leave so well be there soon.”

“I’ll be in the living room…” she said again and I knew that was a bad sign.

“I love you…” I tried.

“I love you too.”

I ended the call after a few more I love yous and then gave the phone back to my brother. “Is it bad?” he asked as he slid the phone back in his pocket.

I nodded, “She’s freaking out.”

“Can I say I’m sorry again?” he asked with a chuckle as I got up off of the examination table. I shook my head and we began walking through the maze of the ER toward the exit. Just as we were stepping out into the sunshine Aaron started giggling and looked at me, “Im sorry… It’s not funny, I just keep thinking of that damn song.”

“What song?”

“The one that was on when all this happened…” He started singing, “This is the calm before the coming storm, This is the ripped-sky-morning, Without warning now, This is the fight that we’ve been waiting for, And there’s no sense in running, The hammer’s coming down, down…” He laughed even harder, “Catie’s the hammer and she’s so going to take us down.”

I looked at him and shook my head but couldn’t help but laugh. We always got ourselves into trouble with Cate when he came to visit. One would think that would make us think twice before doing stupid things, but it never did. “I hate you.”

“I hate you too, man.”


And now, let’s see what awesome stuff the rest of the girls came up with!

Gwendolyn | Bronwyn | Jessica J | Jessica D | Kris | Paige | Kayleigh

Wednesday Words- A to Z inspiration

This week we’re sharing an A to Z list of what inspires us. Here we go!

A – Authors

B – Backstreet Boys

C – Children

D – Dorks

E – Eating

F – Flying

G – Goofiness

H – Happiness

I – Imitation

J – Journaling

K – Kindness

L – Laughter

M – Mamas

N – Night

O – Originality

P – Parents

Q – Quiet

R – Reading

S – Sharing

T – Travel

U – UV Rays

V – Voyurism

W – Women

X – X-Rated

Y – Yin & Yang

Z – Zodiac


Check out the other lists too! 

Bronwyn | Jessica J | Jessica D | Kris | Gwendolyn | Kayleigh | Paige 

Cover Reveal: Bad Boy Next Door Box Set


Bad Boys Next Door Box Set — Available March 16, 2015


There’s just something about a bad boy… It could be that neighbor you’ve had the hots for forever. Or maybe the guy in the cabin or office next door. It might even be a guy you meet on vacation or one you’ve known since you were a kid.


Twelve prolific authors, including New York Times Bestseller and USA Today Bestseller, Selena Kitt, and USA Today Bestseller, Jenny Trout writing as Abigail Barnette, present a sizzling collection of erotic romance sure to bring you to your knees and make you believe in love again – or, at least, lust at first sight!


Set also includes: Gwendolyn Cease, Bronwyn Green, Tilly Greene, Elise Hepner, Jessica Jarman, Sommer Marsden, Kris Norris, Paige Prince, Charlotte Stein, and Alison Tyler.


Abigail Barnette (Jenny Trout) – Bad Boy, Good Man


Newly independent real-life adult Ellie McCormack loves everything about her first apartment…except her neighbor. His bi-weekly sex fests keep her up at night in more ways than one as she wonders about the man who’s making all the noise—and what he’s doing to make his women so damn loud.


But even her wildest fantasies couldn’t conjure up a man like Antony DeLuca. When she works up the nerve to confront him, she’s expecting a player, but there’s more to Antony than his carefree sexual escapades. One hot night with him helps Ellie see through the man who drives women wild, to the good guy beneath it all. A guy that she just might be able to fall for…


Gwendolyn Cease – No Strings


All Kaitlin O’Neal wants to do is fix her sink. She’s intelligent and resourceful. Plus, she’s got her own tools. How hard could it be? Apparently, extremely hard, since her attempt left the sink in an unusable condition. When her next-door neighbor, Cameron Sinclair, offers to help her fix the mess and renovate the rest of the kitchen, she jumps at the chance. She’d be a fool not to, right? Cameron, though, is hotter than hot and makes her an offer she can’t refuse.


Cameron has wanted Kaitlin since she moved next door. So what if she’s older than him? She’s beautiful, sexy, and he wants to get to know her better. He offers her a no strings affair—one he hopes will keep her coming back to his bed. Between home improvements and steamy sex, Cameron realizes that their no strings fling will never be enough, but can he convince Kaitlin he’s worth the risk?


Bronwyn Green – Drawn That Way


Tristan Weaver, accountant for a successful video game company, is in way over her head. Honestly answering a company-wide survey and criticizing the sexist stereotypes used in the company’s games was enough to catch her boss’ attention.  But speculating on his sex life within his earshot has unexpected consequences when her hot, but nerdy, boss invites her to model for him.


Owner, artist and lead developer of Brecken Games, Rory Brecken, has a strict no fraternizing with employees rule. However, when he overhears Tristan’s conversation with her friend about his rumored kinks and begins to suspect her curiosity in the submissive side of sex, he’s more than a little tempted. When her interest is undeniably confirmed, he suggests a onetime only, colleagues with benefits hook-up.


Though neither want a relationship, once isn’t enough for either one of them. As their encounters become more intense, Rory makes a huge mistake that may cost him the woman he’s coming to love.


Tilly Greene – Her Wicked Ride


Mike Mulligan co-owns a garage and fixes cars. He rides a Harley, is covered in tattoos and has spent time in jail. Since being released he’s tried to live a clean life, but he’s a bad boy with women, very bad and terribly sexy. Bondage, domination, and so much more, are his preferences when playing with the ladies, and there have been a variety until the last one.


For the first time, he had to work for a yes. All summer, they’ve had fabulously wild no-holds-barred sex, but one morning everything changes.  With chaos in the garage, a cup of coffee in hand, and a half-naked Sherry Gonzales in his lap, his eyes are opened to wanting more than sex with her. Mike’s solution is to go on a date, their first date.


The night starts out fine. But things get wicked on the back of his bike before taking a turn, but for the good or bad?


Elise Hepner – A Marriage of Inconvenience


When Izzy Thorton’s mother falls ill and is given a terminal diagnosis the last thing Izzy anticipates is a proposal from her best friend, Sebastian Leery, to fulfill her mother’s dying wish. Only one snafu keeps Izzy from saying yes—she’s in love with him. But before she can say much of anything to his proposal, Bash takes the reins by telling her mother the good news.


Unable to fight her undeniable attraction to her playboy best friend—Izzy goes through with the best and worst mistake of her life. No sooner are the rings exchanged when they both realize their friendship can only bridge so many gaps. Sebastian has no hope of keeping his skeletons in the closet and Izzy doesn’t know how much longer she can keep her heart out of the equation.


Together they fumble through the darkness of their past to a future that might just be a little more clear–if they can fight their chemistry long enough to talk.


Jessica Jarman – London Bound


After losing her husband six years ago, Meg Stevens has focused on the day-to-day and being a mother, not sparing a thought for anything beyond—no dates, no excitement, no life other than what she already had. A six-week vacation to London, all but forced on her by her two children, changes all of that. Meg meets the man of her dreams—gorgeous, dominant, and completely on board with a short-term fling—despite the fact he’s far too young for her.


Nathan Harris is more than a bit curious about the beautiful woman renting the upstairs flat, and once he talks to her, curiosity is quickly replaced by arousal and desire. It doesn’t take long before it’s clear she longs to experience sexual submission, and Nathan finds himself desperate to be the one she submits to.


Her days spent exploring the city, her nights exploring Nathan and the pleasure submitting to him brings, Meg discovers the trip she’d taken out of obligation has turned into something she doesn’t want to walk away from. However, the life she left behind beckons, and there’s no room there for dreaming of something she can never have.


Selena Kitt – Working for the Weigands


Lloyd “Boone” Goodhart has been working for the Weigands since he was in high school, mowing their ornamental lawn, shoveling their long, winding driveway and skimming their enormous in-ground pool for extra cash, much of which he gives to his mom, a single-mother who has worked in the Wal-Mart bakery for twenty years. Boone, more apathetic cynic than true slacker, is also attending community college, bagging groceries at a local supermarket, and rebuilding his dead-beat dad’s old Harley.


His second summer after high school graduation starts out just as mundane and routine as the first, but Boone’s world turns upside down when Mrs. Weigand tells him her husband has left her, and her daughter has returned from boarding school in Europe, where Danielle “Ellie” Weigand has spent the past five years.


Before he knows which way is up, Mrs. Weigand starts requesting extra services of Boone—in more ways than one—while her daughter, Ellie, teases him mercilessly, just like she did in junior high. He soon finds himself immersed in a desperate, passionate affair, with not just one woman, but two.


Will the attention of both mother and daughter be more than he can handle, or will his growing feelings for them be more than he can bear?


Sommer Marsden – The Anniversary Party


Kylie Walker is cracking under the stress of hosting a thirtieth anniversary party for her parents and trying to keep up with her freelance writing deadlines. With a new house, a well-meaning but useless sister, and roughly forty people about to descend on her home, she doesn’t think it can get much worse. Until her mother’s friend, Mrs. Sinclair, calls to ask if they might bring one more person. Her son, Wade. The man who up and left Kylie eight years before.


Wade Sinclair has come back to town with one hope—to make things right with his high school sweetheart. Still hopelessly in love with Kylie, Wade knows he must come clean about why he left her all those years ago so he can finally set about reclaiming what he never should have let go of in the first place—her love.


Can they put their past behind them and look toward the future? Or will the anniversary party be the end of them altogether?


Kris Norris – Force of Nature


Love—an unparalleled force of nature.


Conservation Officer, Finley McKay, isn’t a stranger to criticism. Taking risks to protect delicate ecosystems doesn’t impress most people—including the doctor renting the cabin beside hers. The man’s arrogant, opinionated and far too sexy in his faded jeans and tees. She already knows he’s an ass—she just wished it mattered enough to make her keep her distance.


Dr. Coen Brady isn’t looking to fit in. Having recently retired from the military, he’s hoping to spend a few months hiding from the world in a small, out-of-the-way town in northern Washington.


But just his luck, he has the misfortune of running into his next-door neighbor. A girl who seems determined to get herself killed before his time there is up. She’s reckless, stubborn and slowly driving him insane.


When anger morphs into angry sex, Coen knows taking her to bed is a calculated risk—one he might regret when her investigation turns deadly, leaving Finley’s life hanging in the balance. Breaking a few rules to keep her in the game doesn’t seem that dangerous, until it becomes painfully obvious she won’t stop until justice is served—even if the price is her life.


Paige Prince – Lost Treasure


Danielle Almasi-Epperson’s parents were killed in a tragic car accident when she was eight years old, leaving her world famous, Egyptologist grandfather to raise her in their stead. While she had the pleasure of growing up on archaeological digs, he never believed that the field was a woman’s place. All she’s ever dreamed of is adventure and the kind of love her parents had.


Jareth Riley was the boy in the tent next door to Danielle’s at every dig she could remember while growing up. Her grandfather and his father labeled him a troublemaker from day one. So, when Danielle and Jareth fall in love and lose their virginity to each other, it takes no time at all for her grandfather to ship her off to Harvard.


Ten years later, she’s working as a curator at a museum and he’s a treasure hunter. When he shows up on her doorstep asking for help to find a lost artifact with supposed mystical powers, she can’t help but say yes. In no time at all, they’re on the run from mad men with guns and rekindling the romance that had never quite died. Will they be able to restore the lost treasure to the rightful owners, or will they destroy their chance at happiness or lose their lives in the attempt?


Charlotte Stein – Curveball


When Judy Myers is offered a relaxing vacation to get away from her latest heartbreak, she can’t say no. A cruise on her brother’s yacht sounds like heaven…until she realizes her brother’s best friend has been invited along for the ride.


Steven Stark is big, he’s loud, and he’s obviously not interested in the plump, plain little sister he used to tease unmercifully. In fact, he’s still quite happy to tease her – until she turns the tables on him. Now, Steven can’t seem to keep his thoughts, or his hands, to himself. And worse, Judy’s not sure she can resist the attraction she’s kept buried for so many years.


Being trapped on a boat isn’t the best place to be, when you’re suddenly thrown a hunky curveball.


Alison Tyler – The Spanking House


The Spanking House is a fantastical tale of a writer struggling against the beast known as “writer’s block.” Mia Rogers rents a cozy cottage in a small town in hopes of jumpstarting the novel she can’t seem to finish. When she meets Tripp Johnson, she becomes motivated in ways she previously hadn’t thought possible.

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