Typed | Devour


“There won’t ever be another you. That smile. That swagger. The way you carry yourself to the public only to be transformed by night. The way we match on the things that matter and don’t know what doesn’t. You growl, I bite back. You never tried to tame me or change me. You accepted your fate and kept going. It’s the way you look at me- like I’m your absolute best friend and yet your hunted prey ready to be devoured at a moments notice knowing I’m going to devour you, too.” - Erin Rose

Happy to Report | the Cambrie and Dylan tale

Writing Status Update: Final run-through of Cambrie and Dylan's story -- DONE. 

Just sent the Cambrie/Dylan story off to the beta readers... can we do an anxiety check? 'Cause..I had it...bad... So, while those guys are reading away.... I'll work on this other story... 'Cause the Hunter/Scarlett tale needs to be hammered out.

Happy to Report : Writing Status Update -- Dylan and Cambrie

Writing Status Update: Hopeful to have the last of the revisions of the Cambrie and Dylan tale done this week --- then off to the beta readers / checkers.

Typed | That Green Dot

‘I hate that fucking green dot.’ she thought to herself. ‘The dot that glares at me, tells me you are online. The one that once upon a time meant hours of conversations. Hours of smiles and laughs. A bright spot on a cloudy day. Now, it just means nothing more than silence.’

Sometimes she could ignore that green light. She tried. Every day she tried. 

Tonight was hard as she sat there, staring at that little green light for hours in the darkness. She wanted to reach out. But she knew the end result of that. She knew it would be nothing more than politeness. Honestly, that was worse than the silence.

So, she watched that green dot. ‘I really miss him,’ she thought. ‘Maybe one day I won’t.

But tonight, tonight it surrounds me with darkness and takes my breath away.’

(C) Erin Rose

Work in process.....


Typed | In Another Life


She closed that door thinking she’d never hear from him again.

Oh, but how very wrong she was.

“We’ll meet again. In another life. Another time. Maybe.” the voicemail chimed.

Happy to Report | Things are Coming Along

 As my brain tries to wrap around the last few big edits before handing the Cambrie and Dylan international love tale over to the beta reading editors  - I've re-read the story I abandoned to crank out that one. 

Pretty sure it's turned itself into a polyamory tale without even trying. I think Scarlett and Hunter will appreciate more prey. 

Happy to Report | 2nd Writing Status Update for 2021

Writing Status Update: I can officially say all the he/she pronouns have been changed to the character's name where necessary. 

I do not ever recommend writing a novella without having character names in place first. 

I'm still flip-flopping over the title and there are a couple of places I want to do some rewriting. But that annoying task is over at least.

Happy to Report : First Writing Update for 2021

Currently staring at the draft thinking about how I need to finish changing the pronouns to their actual names since those have been decided. 

What am I doing instead? 

Wondering if I'm actually good enough to continue.

(not so) Happy to Report | Final Writing Update for 2020


Saw this little gem on Tumblr and it really got me thinking. 

I’m feeling this very much right now. There’s one big finish just have to trade out the names and do a few minor final edits. But, why am I dragging my ass so much on it? Not sure. Another book has huge chunks written and just needs to have some spaces filled. Finishing these would be monumental but yet, I can’t seem to do it. We won’t even discuss the 100′s of partially finished drafts sitting on my hard drive begging me every day to open them and write.

Does. It. Ever. End.

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