Showing posts with label Rhett Ione. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rhett Ione. Show all posts

Friday, July 1, 2011

Friday Flirts ~ This is the Day....

So I sat down to write my weekly Friday Flirts post when I happened to be channel surfing, too. I mean, are there people who don't multitask and watch tv while listening to the ipod? Probably. And they are the energy saavy. Sorry. Not one of them. I have the attention span of a gnat sometimes.

Point is, I was watching the good ole VH1 Classic, kept typing Vlassic...must be a pickle reference...and happened on Empire Records.

Now I don't know about you, but that's like a slice of my high school life. No, I didn't work at an awesomely cool record store (but yes, I know what a record is and have many of them). I worked at a teeny tiny not quite department store that's no longer in business. And no, I didn't work with anyone nearly as super hunky as Johnny Whitworth or Rory Cochrane. Trust me. If I had, I would have soooo many more ideas in the memory bank.

So now that I've totaly rambled, I promise, I'll get to the point. It made me think of those songs and those times during high school. I wrote What Might Have Been thinking about my high school days. Good times. And speaking of good times, I've had some requests for Berto and Remi's story. I'm not sure how much they'll want to tell me, but hey, I'm game.

I'm still plugging away on Gypsy's story. She's being...well...Gypsy. I'll get there.

Turned in the prequel to Tangled Up, so for those of you who loved Arran and Mindy and wanted to know the whole story...well, fingers crossed.

I've got a story about a couple of teachers brewing, so we'll see where that goes. Got a request for Rhett's story and one for Felicity. Oh and while I'm at it, I'm supposed to write Maggie and Ray a story, as well as flesh out the one for Summer. Sheesh. I'll be busy.

Good thing I like busy. TTFN.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Flirty Friday

It's that time of the week...Friday Flirts...

I've got to say I've been busy and whew...the week flew by. So what's on the docket? Funny you should ask.

Gypsy keeps making an appearance in my head. She's infatuated with the Katy Perry song E.T.. "Let me dance to it. Please?!?!?!?!?!" She even crawled into the head of my CP and begged her, too. Sad. So, she got a playlist. I'll get back to her. Can't let her lead all the time.

I also subbed a story to Liquid Silver a couple weeks ago. Remember farmer? Yup. It's his story. Who knows if they'll take it, but I tried. He'll find a home somewhere.

I worked with Megan on her elemental story. She went ahead and subbed it. We'll see. I'm psyched about it.

I had a lot of people ask for Arran and Mindy's story. I heard the song Someone Like You, by Adele and was totally ready to pen it. It' got the pain from all three people involved and it also shows a fragile strength. I hope that shows in the final story as well. I'm 11k into it. Hope to have it done soon.

And for those who wondered, I am working on a story for Berto and Remi. They weren't forgotten. Goofy men. I'm also working on the outline for Rhett's story. He's been...difficult. Oh well. If he was easy (well, he's easy, but that's beside the point), he'd be done.

That's all for now. Enjoy the tunes. :-)

Monday, November 1, 2010

Monday Moans

Wendi was part of a halloween hunt, and a guest blog, and pimped Megan and Kealie's stuff, as well as pimping Menagerie stuff (did you read that story...whew!) Then there's the excitement of halloween, cuz yanno, halloween is a lot of work and play.

So she's letting me talk...well, write. Anywho...the name's Rhett. Rhett Ione. I'm in the Air Force and my blood runs red, white, and blue. Or jet fuel. Either works. Give me a curvy woman--blondes are my poison--or a gun metal grey beaut, yanno, the kind that have props, jet engines, and mega fire power.

Want to know more about me? I love tats, but know when to keep them contained. Hey, I won't lie, I like women. Tall, short, curvy, blonde, brunette...ok, blondes are my poison, like I said, but guys can look.

Why am I here? Wendi invited me. Her book, You'll Think of Me comes out on November 22 and, you guessed it, I'm in the book. I love both Cade and Mel (not in that way, he'd kick my ass--for seeing him in that way and because if Cade thought I wanted to be with Mel in that way, I'd lose my nads. Hey, Cade's my boy, but his last deployment to Iraq was anything but fun. Yeah, I worry about him. But I know Mel is the one woman who is strong enough to deal with him and love him the way he needs.

Man...I hate when I get deep. Makes me all depressed. Damn.

Ok, I'm going back to doing something involving juggies and beer.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Cover Faery Visited!!!!

Yes, yes it's true. The cover fairy visited and I am so happy!




You'll Think of Me comes out in November and I couldn't be more pleased with the cover. What do you think?

Friday, August 6, 2010

Friday Flirts

So... it's Friday again. I have lots in the works and little of it completed. Not enough time in the day.

My Immortal comes out at the end of the month and Gypsy is dying (pardon the pun) for her own story. She claims she needs love like anyone else. So... I plot with her help.

You'llm Think of Me comes out November 22, and already, Rhett wants a story. Now I'm pretty sure I said he did before, but he's begun screaming in my head.

And lastly, Please Remember Me the working title for the follow-up to Logan and Cass's story--Jade gets a starring role, is written, but in desperate need of attention. But if you can find me the time, I'll gladly take it.

So much for now.

Toodles!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

The Men Take Over

Hee hee hee... I begged Wendi to let us play on the blog today since she's busy. Muwhahaha, she has no idea what her heroes are up to.

So, who are we? You've met me, but I love to talk and show off. Logan Malone's the name, charming is my game... but my one true love is Cass Jensen.

On my left is Seth Donovan. He's not much of a talker, but he's a good guy. He fixes C-130's. I've never been in one other than to walk through, but it sounds freaking cool.

On his left is his buddy Nate Waterford. He owns THE BEST pizza shop in Ohio, Besta Pizza Around. But I'll let them talk.

Seth: I have no idea what to say. Give me a wrench and I'm good. Better yet, give me my wife, Abby and I'm golden. Nate, come take this...

Nate: Hiya. Sorry Seth, I know you're not happy in the spotlight. But I am. So what'cha want to know? I work part time as a lawyer and most of my time chasing a sexy romance writer around my restaurant... Wendi? No, sorry, I love her dearly, but my heart belongs to Courteney. I have to help Courteney realize that I love her. Ah... but it'll happen. I can feel it. Now, we aren't the only three here. Logan's dying to take control, but I won't let him. Ha! I'll pass this on to Cade and Rhett. Like Seth, Cade's not much of a talker, but Rhett? He'll yak your ear off.

Cade: Hi... I'm not sure what to say. I love my nascar and watching my girl, Melanie take pictures. She's good at capturing people at ease and making them look pretty.

Logan: Hee hee, you said pretty. I didn't think you had a soft bone on your body.

Cade: They look nice. Dammit, Rhett, take over. I'm out.

Rhett: Excuse my pal. He's not good with crowds. If its possible for a guy to be a wallflower, it's Cade. Now me? I love women, all women. He's the type to settle down. Me? Never! Not where there is a great big ole world full of beautiful girls and one of me. (Wriggling brows). Hey, girls like my tats and my muscles, why let them down? They don't want pretty boys like Logan or billion-dollar boys like Nate. Pftft.

Nate and Logan: Them's fightin' words.

Rhett: Nah, takes too much effort from the chase. When that one woman who may exist wants to tie me down, I'll make it worth her while to finally catch me.

Logan: We'd have invited Storm, but he's sleeping right now. Something about having to recharge his batteries. Says he's a vampire, but I've never seen the fangs and I've known him for over two years. (Shrugs) Oh well.
Ack! I see Wendi coming. I know, she said we could play, but I know she doesn't want us to fight.

Gotta go!

Bye from all the boys!