Star Kava Author

Hello, Here I am again, another edition of the weekly throw out. I have been working on my WIP  based on my long time BFF's and have a  selection of that to share today. I thank my lucky stars every day that I have such wonderful besties/sisters in my life. I am also grateful for my new friends, because I can lob this stuff at them so I don't post stuff that is completely awful.  IE: the entire last paragraph you just read. Ok then, well, enjoy The Last Adventures Of Those Girls Arriving back at our beach side table, I notice Finleigh is missing.   Caroline, Teegan, and Ivy are dancing to a melodic reggae beat on the dance floor.   I down my now warm shot and sway out to meet them.   Caroline wraps me in a hug and giggles the second I reach them. “Where is Finleigh?”   I ask. Caroline motions toward some bushes, and I follow her glare. “Shit.” I grumble, seeing Finleigh’s high heels poking out from under the brush. Breaking away f...

Confessional I am sitting here in front of this vessel that is Microsoft Word nursing a heavy heart. Why? You might ask. Truthfully, I don’t know. I rarely know. However, I spend most of my days in this state. I have constant questions running through my brain. Does this matter? Does anyone even care? Is my life meaningful at all? Am I good enough? I have even gone as far as to delude myself into thinking the ramblings of a dyslexic Pharmacy Technician from Minnesota matter to people. I believe there are folks who WANT to read what I put on paper. Yes, in the same thought process, I also tell myself I should just give up. This forces me to deal with my real issues. I am clinically depressed. I know what you are thinking. “Aren’t we all?” The answer is yes, to some extent. However, I do not think you understand the severity of depression for some of us. There are people who have to talk themselves into getting out of bed daily. The people who sit in a room ful...

Hi all, Welcome back, once more, for your weekly installment of my literary shit show. So, fight scenes, not my strong suit. However I am better at them than sex scenes. So, there is that. I was writing some emotion evoking scenes for my romance novel, but I am just not quite done with them. Hence, I decided to give you this. I would appreciate feedback, if you would be so kind. this post is a little longer than my normal few paragraphs, but I felt it needed setting up. ENJOY Detour   The band is taking the stage   when we walk in. I see cotter stand and lift a hand to us as we approach the tables. Race nods but stops short, pulling out a chair for me to sit in at a table toward the front of the dance floor.   Shortly after we are seated a bubbly blond waitress stops and drops off a beer and a blue drink with an umbrella in it.   I eyeball the overly girly drink, lifting an eyebrow in Rayce’s direction. “It’s blue UV and Seven-Up, do you like?”   ...

HEEEYYYY, Happy Thursday all!! So, revelation in my world.  I kind of like working out a lot. Like A-LOT A-LOT. It seems the harder I push myself the better I feel. (I know right, who the hell am I) I also have renewed focus on my writing and attempting to keep myself occupied in healthy ways. SOO yea me, and stuff. So today I am bringing you a small piece of  Scarred 2. ONE of my MANY WIP. It would be nice if I could get Scarred 1 out, but alas, it is in beta. I hope you love Scarred 2 PROLOGUE      The hoots and hollers of the other inmates of the county lockup draw me to the common area. Their focus is on the communal television, and whatever they are watching is getting them riled up. I wonder down to the cafeteria-style seating and take a spot in the back. Flying under the radar is my best chance for survival in this place. With a face like mine, I am bound to attract the wrong kind of attention. “No shit.” I mumble, as I watch th...