I’ve never considered myself an optimist. For much of my adult life, I’ve been a pessimist trying to BS the world by saying I’m just a realist. Towards the end of 2012, when I started to see dreams I’ve had for twenty years starting to take shape, my view on everything started to shift. I’m not going to call myself an optimist, I’m just confident. And confidence is fun!
2013 is going to be a great year. I feel it. I know it. I’m embracing it. To kick off the new year and my new attitude, I’m going to give one lucky fan a $10 Amazon gift card. It’s not the biggest prize of the year, simply a way to say thank you to everyone who has supported my dreams, pushed me to achieve them and listened to me when I cried.
Bent Snippet #2
Julia wasn’t ready to say goodnight as Micah pulled into the driveway. When he rounded the front of the truck and opened her door, she grabbed his fingers to pull him towards the house. His strong legs held him in place. “I don’t think this is a good idea,” he said through ragged breath. “Jules, we’re not kids anymore. Hell, I have a kid who’s not much older than I was when I met you.” He paused for a moment before lowering his lips on the top of her head. “I don’t think you have any clue how much I want to go inside with you. I want it bad enough that I’m telling you no.”
Julia looked up at him, perplexed. “But I’m not ready for goodnight,” she whispered. “I don’t care if we sit on opposite sides of the kitchen table, I just want some more time.”
Wrapped in each other’s arms, Micah and Julia walked to the front porch. “I don’t know if I can sit across the table from you,” he whispered in her ear, trailing her neck with kisses.
“Try,” she breathed into his ear. “Otherwise we can stay outside. Just don’t leave me yet.” As the words came out of her mouth, she realized it was probably the best idea she’d had all night. If they sat on the porch, there was no temptation to go further than either would be willing to if they were thinking clearly. At the top of the steps, she turned to the left and led him to the hanging swing at the end of the porch.