Here is a small blurb from the new book "Occupation"

This is a completely differenct genere for myself. The idea came from the sweet woman who helps take care of mom. She suggested I write a love story about WWII. No way. Already done with "Enemy at the Gates." Sorry, but a love story in Stalingrad in January. NO! But the idea was intriging. What with the Vampire craze sweeping the nation I came up with an idea of warring vampire clans uniting and taking on the Third Reich. Time will tell how it works out. The following blurb occurs when the clans are melding.

Svetlana could take it no more. Her change was complete. She gripped Nikoli’s hand hard in an effort to break it as she attempted to lunge onto the bed and stop this insanity. Her action was received with a massive blow to her jaw. She could feel herself being lifted off of the ground and propelled through the air. Her mind numbed as her figure slammed hard into the stone wall. Nothing but darkness enveloped her mind. Her tongue detected a disturbing find; one of the incisors had been loosened from the blow. Nikoli stood over the body and let out an approving yell. You could almost detect the human laugh in his cry.

All of the other participants had completely transformed. The air was heavy with a harsh heavy feeling. All of the oxygen in the room was being devoured. Oxygen didn’t’ matter, when completely changed it wasn’t necessary for them to survive. It could be stored in their bodies as camels store water. They howled and snarled at each other; neither approving nor disapproving of the actions they were witnessing.

The body of Dmitri pulsed and pulled hard on Nichole’s figure. His movements were rough and hard. She did not pull away only bit deeper into his toned hard shoulder. Blood and sweat covered her mouth. She sucked and licked the open wound she had produced. He pulled her harder and harder. His body was building up a fluid he didn’t identify; he only knew it would have to be expelled into his mate.

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Great news

Love's True Second Chance will be featrued on cheap reads tomorrow. http://dailycheapreads.com/ iF you get a chance stop by and hit. The book is also being featured on Jamie Guli's site.http://jaimeguli.blogspot.com/?ext-ref=comm-sub-email. If you get a chance check it out.

Why did Everything Happen

Trying something a little different. I have attached the link for the music. Turn it on while reading this excerpt. Think you will like it. It really does shoe the state of mind I was struggling with back in 95.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mu11QRO9BrQ

Part I: Larry

Fall, 1995: All the children have gone to Kansas. The company is dying a slow death. There is no one to turn to. No one comes over. The house is empty. Loneliness and despair are too heavy a burden to bear. There is nothing to live for. Failure is the only word that provides comfort. The only way out is suicide. It would be so easy, so easy to do . . . There is nothing to offer anyone. Yet, there is one question. What would the children think?

I re-united with my high school sweetheart in Jan of 2009. She was on the tail end of cancer treatments.

I was torn with pursuing our relationship. Dad had passed just four years ago from cancer. I found myself outside one night looking up to the sky and asking dad how this would turn out. Answer, "Son she will be fine," and he was gone. Debbie and I had a wonderful seven months together. I laid her to rest in July. As I recovered from her loss, I found myself sitting at the cemetery asking why? I heard dad again, " Son, told you she would be fine." And with that Debbie joined the discussion. "Jeff, you did everything your were supposed to. Thank you taking care of me. Please look after my girls. Jeff, I love you," and they were gone.

Writing about our love and loss was very healing. I know that when and if I really need them, they stop by and check in.

Has any reunited with a high school sweetheart and then lost them to the ravages of cancer

Have you ever loved with all of your heart and soul? Did you ever completely give yourself to someone asking nothing in return other than to spend the hours with them? Have you or someone you know lost a loved one to breast cancer? Are you still hurting from the pain and the void left behind? Did we do everything in our power to help them fight? Yes, we did everything we could.

New at the game

Good morning all. New to this game. I have written two books about healing and surving the worst life can dish out. check them out when you get a chance. "Why did Everything Happen" and "Love's True Second Chance."