September 2012 – Barbara Edwards Comments

Sailing away from Everyday by Barbara Edwards

Cruising is a fun, relaxing way to travel and i really thought we’d need to cancel out plans after my husband’s heart attack. On Tuesday we got the all clear and I finished packing.
Yesterday we sailed from the Brooklyn Navy Yards in New York. Our cruise will sail up the East Coast to Canada via the St Lawrence River. Ten days where someone else cooks, cleans and makes the bed. Sheer heaven after the exhausting months just past.
It was one of those stunningly clear days. I’m not going to say much. Sharing the pictures says it all.

Freedom Towers, NYC skyline

Under the Verrazanno Narrows Bridge

Guest Kendra Daniels at Barbara Edwards comments

Hey, Barbara! It’s good to be here at your blog. Thanks for having me here today to celebrate the release of Tight Spaces.

Tight Spaces is the first story in The Double Dare Club series of Erotic Romances. All the stories will be connected in some way to the Double Dare Night Club. The couple might meet there, work there, or even have a fender bender in the parking lot. You can check out http://kenradaniels.com/double-dare/, for more info about the series as it becomes available. The itinerary for this blog tour will be there, as well, so you can check out some other great blogs.

To celebrate, I’m giving away some Kindle copies of Tight Spaces, a couple of $10 Amazon Gift Cards. Enter the Rafflecopter below for your chances to win. Keep watch on http://kenradaniels.com for more giveaway and contest opportunities, and news about upcoming projects, including the one Azure Boone and I are embarking on.

Blurb: With the first anniversary of the messy break up of a long-term relationship bearing down, Amy has the blues. When her friends suggest an evening at the Double Dare, she reluctantly agrees to go along. She doesn’t do the casual sex thing, but it’ll be good to spend time with her friends.

Seeing Jesse at the Double Dare immediately cheers her up. She’s fantasized over him for months. The evening gets more pleasant as they heat up the dance floor. Things go from hot to sizzling, until her ex shows up and confronts Amy in a low blow. Will his interference deter Jesse and Amy from continuing what could be the start of something wonderful?

Finally, the doors opened, and the line started to move. The doorman checked IDs, turning away one young couple with fakes. By the time Amy made it to the front of the line, the heavily muscled man had relaxed a little, and started flirting with some of the women in the line. When Amy’s turn came, he gave her a nod while his blue gaze flicked up and down, taking in her appearance.

His smile broadened when his gaze arrived at her generous breasts. “That’s an awfully nice dress for a dump like this, Sweetheart.” His voice, rumbly and intimate, sent a charge directly to Amy’s pussy.

She licked her lips before answering, causing heat to flare in his eyes. “It’s my favorite, so I decided what the hell.”

“If you get tired of the jerks inside, come on back out and keep me company a while. I know how to treat a lady.” His voice promised a good time.

Feeling especially daring, Amy made of point of letting her skirt brush against his pant leg as she walked past. “I’ll just bet you do.” With a long look over her shoulder, she headed on through the heavy steel door.

God! Had she really done that? Embarrassment heated her cheeks. Never in her life had she behaved that way! Every male without sight would read her actions as coming from a bitch in heat. Hopefully those young jerks hadn’t paid attention. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to resist paying her a visit.

Author bio:

Kenra Daniels lives in a tiny rural community in north eastern Kentucky with her very own Romance Novel Hero. In addition to Erotic Romance, Kenra writes Paranormal Romance, and has plans for Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and a few other things. She has a completely new paranormal being in development and will soon start those stories. With multiple other projects in the works, time and energy are her only limits.

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Depression is a writer’s curse by Barbara Edwards.

Depression is not a moment of sadness. Depression is a vicious beast. Depression wipes life from your spirit like a giant sucking sponge.

People who have never been depressed don’t understand. Shake it off. Cheer up, take a walk, do something –fill in the blank here- and you’ll feel better. What a bunch of crap.

I’ve had the luck or unluck to have survived bouts of depression several times in my life. I say lucky since it was intermittent. I say unlucky because it takes a big chunk from my life before I recognize I’ve fallen into the black hole again. Many people aren’t as lucky and suffer from a chronic condition.

I’m not going to give you a clinical description. I find myself tired for no reason. I have trouble focusing, yet am irritable, short-tempered, but the temper doesn’t last since it takes too much energy. I overeat, but I’m not hungry. I can’t write. And that is the big tell for me.

This time I asked my doctor about it. To my surprise, he took the time to ask me about my symptoms. After a few minutes in thought, he suggested I think about a prescription. Something short-term to snap the cycle. Hmmm. Since I hate medicine, I said maybe. When I return for my check-up we’ll talk again. Just knowing he listened, helped me. So does writing this.

I noticed on my various loops other writers’ blogging about depression. Sharing emails about the pain and loss. I realized it seems to be insidious with creative people. Are we more vulnerable because of our imagination? Is it because our lives are spent in a world no one else sees until we create it? Is it because we are by nature loners?

I don’t have the answers. I did get up this morning and worked on a project. It made me feel good and I savored that feeling.

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