Walking to the Beat of Your Own Drum

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I thought it would be fun to think about the theme songs for some of the main characters in my various books. I picked out a few favourites. And, in some cases, songs jumped out at me for those particular characters.

In completely random order.

– Woody (Pure Dumb Luck) – A tie between ‘Humble and Kind’ and ‘Real Good Man’ by Tim McGraw

– Francis (After the Scrum) – ‘All I Want’ by Kodaline

– Elaine (Misguided Confession) – ‘This Is Me’ from The Greatest Showman

– Mac (One Last Heist) – ‘Let Your Heart Hold Fast’ by Fort Atlantic

– Bishan (The Grasmere Trilogy) – ‘Ode to Joy’

– Iggy (Here Come The Son) – ‘Sympathy for The Devil’ by Guns & Roses

– Fie (At War With A Broken Heart) ‘Ring of Fire’ by Johnny Cash

– Ivan (Forged in Flood) – ‘Killing in the Name’ by Rage Against The Machine

– Ivy (Ivy/Blackbird Anthology) – 93 Million Miles’ by Jason Mraz

– Dusk (Found You) – ‘Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude’ by Jimmy Buffett

This was fun.

I might have to do it for other characters.

 

 

The Joy of Writing

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The one word that epitomizes Pure Dumb Luck is fun. Definitely. 100%. Fun.

And I definitely made that decision consciously.

The first two novels I wrote in 2019 were emotionally heavy. One was a nightmare to write from conception to the last word. I desperately wanted/needed to enjoy the process of writing again.

Woody and Eddie are the epitome of a Rom-Com. While writing, I definitely visualized the entire story as a movie. Pure Dumb Luck—coming to a theatre near you—I wish.

Sadly, we’ll have to settle for the written word.

It was lines like this that had me laughing constantly.

“What’s a blowjob on the baseball scale of sex?” Woody followed Eddie down the trail. They had four more miles to go before they hit their first campsite of the hike. “Third?”

“Two balls and a strike .”

There are so many moments in the novella that had me chuckling (and wondering if my editor would make me rewrite them.)

She didn’t, thankfully.

I might’ve had to fight her to keep my precious moments of silly humour together.

Do you love a good Rom-Com?

Book Excerpt: Pure Dumb Luck

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This is not even close to the hardest part of your day.

Except it had definitely become the most difficult daily event. Woody had never considered himself a coward, yet every single morning, he walked into the gas station to see his best friend, the person he’d been in love with for years, and said nothing beyond small talk.

He never told the truth of the ache in his heart growing too painful to ignore. He couldn’t. What if Eddie rejected him?

“Your usual?”

Woody grinned at Eddie, who ran the family-owned gas station in their little country town nestled in the middle of a national forest in the southern Appalachian Mountains. “You know me. Boring as shit. I’m consistent, at least.”

“One large coffee, one pack of powdered donuts, and three lottery tickets. Two for you, one for me.” Eddie rolled his dark brown eyes and held out a large hand for the card Woody held out to him. “You never change, dude. You’ve been doing this for twenty years—since high school. I know Coach said you were full of dumb luck, but I don’t think he meant with the Mega Millions.”

“Have a little faith, Eddie.” He grabbed both his breakfast and the lottery tickets, winking at his oldest friend, who hadn’t changed much in the thirty years since they’d known each other. Still as fucking hot as the day I first saw him in the shower at the gym. His warm brown skin had glistened under the shower. Maybe stop thinking about Eddie naked in the middle of the gas station. “We still on for fishing this weekend?”

“Unless you get lucky with your numbers. If you do, we’ll go fishing on a yacht instead of your granddaddy’s rickety old boat.” He tapped a finger against the ticket stub in Woody’s hand. “Go on. Get your ass out of here. You’re ruining the atmosphere. Plus, I like watching you leave.”


Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2LJDlZl
All other links: books2read.com/puredumbluck

Book Review: Pure Dumb Luck

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Eddie and Woody are priceless characters. So sweet, snarky, and playful. Two joyful souls, just wanting to be together. Happy at their change of fortune but not letting the money change them. I love this authors work and while I have had favorite people in some of her other books, I think Woody and Eddie are probably my favorites, their very uniqueness set them apart from other characters. ” ~ R, OMG Reads


Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2LJDlZl
All other links: books2read.com/puredumbluck

Book Review: Pure Dumb Luck

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Eddie and Woody are priceless characters. So sweet, snarky, and playful. Two joyful souls, just wanting to be together. Happy at their change of fortune but not letting the money change them. I love this authors work and while I have had favorite people in some of her other books, I think Woody and Eddie are probably my favorites, their very uniqueness set them apart from other characters. ” ~ R, OMG Reads


Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2LJDlZl
All other links: books2read.com/puredumbluck

Book Excerpt: Pure Dumb Luck

67094819_2462361867344618_30024437034123264_n

This is not even close to the hardest part of your day.

Except it had definitely become the most difficult daily event. Woody had never considered himself a coward, yet every single morning, he walked into the gas station to see his best friend, the person he’d been in love with for years, and said nothing beyond small talk.

He never told the truth of the ache in his heart growing too painful to ignore. He couldn’t. What if Eddie rejected him?

“Your usual?”

Woody grinned at Eddie, who ran the family-owned gas station in their little country town nestled in the middle of a national forest in the southern Appalachian Mountains. “You know me. Boring as shit. I’m consistent, at least.”

“One large coffee, one pack of powdered donuts, and three lottery tickets. Two for you, one for me.” Eddie rolled his dark brown eyes and held out a large hand for the card Woody held out to him. “You never change, dude. You’ve been doing this for twenty years—since high school. I know Coach said you were full of dumb luck, but I don’t think he meant with the Mega Millions.”

“Have a little faith, Eddie.” He grabbed both his breakfast and the lottery tickets, winking at his oldest friend, who hadn’t changed much in the thirty years since they’d known each other. Still as fucking hot as the day I first saw him in the shower at the gym. His warm brown skin had glistened under the shower. Maybe stop thinking about Eddie naked in the middle of the gas station. “We still on for fishing this weekend?”

“Unless you get lucky with your numbers. If you do, we’ll go fishing on a yacht instead of your granddaddy’s rickety old boat.” He tapped a finger against the ticket stub in Woody’s hand. “Go on. Get your ass out of here. You’re ruining the atmosphere. Plus, I like watching you leave.”


Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2LJDlZl
All other links: books2read.com/puredumbluck