Friday Sneak Peeks — Bronzed Betrayals Chapter 3

Happy Friday, Everyone! Ready for some weekend reading? I’ve put the third chapter of Bronzed Betrayals up on Wattpad, and it’s ready a sneak peek, just Click Here If you missed either Chapter One or Chapter Two, you’ll find links to those on a Previous Blog Post–click here  Hope everyone enjoys the sneak peek! Happy Weekend Reading, Everyone!   .

Travel Tuesday–Heist Edition

Due to some unforeseen computer problems last week (thanks so much Microsoft), I had a couple of days when I had to work at simply getting my laptop up and running correctly again. Which meant I lost two days of actual worktime and didn’t get to post a Friday Freebie highlighting the Chapter Two excerpt of Bronzed Betrayals on Wattpad. So, since versatility is my middle name anymore, I’m posting the link here to the excerpt and calling it a Travel Tuesday offering because the excerpt lets readers follow behind Laurel as she journeys to her latest “reclamation” destination. Today’s location is the Knightsbridge area in London, and you can Read the Excerpt for Chapter Two for free on Wattpad. If you missed reading the Chapter One excerpt, you can Click Here to read from the beginning on Wattpad. If you start with Chapter One, at the very bottom of the excerpt is an orange Continuation Read more…

Tales of an Almost Art Class Dropout

In high school art class, I understood the principles, knew trivia on every artist, loved composition and atmosphere—but rarely turned in a project that wasn’t a disaster. I had the same art teacher from ninth until twelfth grade. Senior year, she looked at my latest what-the-heck-is-that? project and asked, “Why in the world did you choose to take this class for four years?” Yes, I chose to take the elective that humbled me on a daily basis. It didn’t matter if my work wasn’t displayed. Nothing beat watching my classmates—who were good at every medium—create beautiful original works. I was everyone’s audience. The kid who nearly didn’t get assignments completed because she was so busy marveling over the genius spilling out around her. I discovered art history classes in college. We discussed theory and design elements, but I never had to pick up a paintbrush or charcoal. In my element, Read more…