Thursday Throwout

THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN!! Muse Vol 2 must be finished. A wise woman once said DO THE THING!! It was actually AD Marrow last night, but I fully intend to follow her advice.

When you decide to change your life you follow the example of the strong women around you. I have been so blessed to retain the friends I have over the years. However, by the grace of god, and the interwebs, I have met some wonderful, supportive, motivating Pirate Bitches. These ladies have shown me how to dream big, but achieve even bigger. 

This being said I am bringing another piece of The Last Adventure of Those Girls. I am rather proud of this scene. I believe that writers are just kids who used to embellish their journals because their lives were too boring. In every line you can pull pieces about the author away from the text. If you read the fine print you could potentially see a piece of my soul. 

DEDICATION TIME!

To Emily and Carrie my life long partners in crime. Thank you for believing in me, we have been through hell and back, and always came out fighting I FLOVE YOU. To the Pirate Bitches Jen, AD, Newman, Nett, Marty, Samien and Juli. You cant do epic shit with basic people. Lets go pillage and plunder. 

Without any further Pomp and Circumstance:

The Last Adventure of Those Girls



“Why do you keep pushing me away?” Shannon screams. 



“What’s the point Shannon?  Why should I bother?  So, I should just jump into bed  with you and pretend that it is something more than it is.  It will be just one more night for you, another random girl.  I don’t operate that way. I cannot and will not be just another notch on your bedpost.  So if that is what you want, then there is the door.” I see red as I stab my finger toward the hotel room exit. 



“What the fuck is your problem?  I am trying to start and honest relationship with you, and you instantly think all I want you for is sex? Did I ever imply that those were my intentions? Did I ever say, when we leave this island, I never want to see you again? No, Thalia, I didn’t. You know what, fuck this, this has been a complete waste of time. Have a good life TahLee.”  Shannon’s endearment for me pierces my heart like a hot knife.  I watch helplessly as he makes his way to the door. 



“You expect me to believe that, Shannon? Of all the girls on this island, in the world for that matter, you are going to choose me. Who am I? Definitely not a European fashion model.  I do not even come from money. I am just a plain mid-western girl, who works her ass off to support her kid. I am nothing.” I scream as he pulls the door open.  



Shannon’s golden gaze holds mine for a moment before he turns down the hall. An icy feeling spreads from my core to my extremities. I draw in a deep breath and fight down the tears that threaten to spill. As the door clicks shut I feel the life in the room dissipate.  With a heavy sigh, I start to shove my cloths into my suitcase. 



Never fantasize about a life with someone above you. In the end, they take more than you have to give. 

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Instead of my normal bla,bla,bla sign off I am going to do some flagrant promotion instead. Please check out my friends websites. Authors, Editors, Promotions OH MY

Jen Severino-- Author/Editor          


AD Marrow--Author                          

Stephanie Nett/ Marty Wilcox--  Authors / PR/ Marketing
  http://www.facebook.com/MidnightReverieMedia?__mref=message_bubble

 Stephanie Flowers Newman--Author

Juli Alexander--Author

Samien Newcomb--Author/Blogger
  https://twitter.com/wildwordywomen

















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