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I love learning new words.  I’ve always felt that my vocabulary needs a lot of work!  It annoys me no end when I don’t understand a word or why it’s being used where it is.  I should know better!

I did what this meme said, I followed these directions provided over at Should Be Reading:

  • Grabbed my current read
  • Opened to a random page
  • Shared two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • I was CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Shared the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

Ultimately, my random choice of words ended up teasing not only you but my overactive, ticklish brain as well.  Check this out:

Indian Summer by Dellani Oakes

“He’s fine and will be home soon, I’m sure.”

Apparently my middle sister was the only one in the family besides Marcos who didn’t know that Manuel was engaged in something clandestine.

Indian Summer, p. 145
`by Dellani Oakes

Clandestine.  Hmmm… what does that mean?  Here I go again!

YourDictionary.com defines it this way: clan·des·tine (klan destin), adjective
kept secret or hidden, esp. for some illicit purpose; surreptitious; furtive

My translation of that is, “secretly sneaky while doing something potentially illegal.”  There, that’s better.  That’s the word for the week, clandestine.  Useful too!  Thanks, Dellani!

Yeah, I’ll talk about the book soon, as soon as I finish reading it.  So far, so good!  How did I find this book?  A little Facebook group that can be found here.   If you’re not on Facebook, you can follow the book reviews here at Robin Falls.

This is the first time I’ve done this so I feel the need to say that, “I only followed the directions.”  I hope you feel teased and a little tickled!

Happy Tuesday!

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Welcome to the 2nd Edition of Writing-Prompt Carnival!  We have still not mastered following the prompts for this, but hey, it’s a young Carnival!

The prompt was wrapped around this stanza of Christina Aguilera’s song, “Candyman.”

I met him out for dinner on a Friday night
He really got me working up an appetite
He had tattoos up and down his arm
There’s nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm

To start this off with a little bit of fun, my friend, Grrl Scientist, wasn’t exactly paying strict attention to the prompt but we can all relate to what happens to us when we get writer’s block!

GrrlScientist presents Publish or Perish: A Brief Review of Unsuccessful Attempts to Treat Writer’s Block : Living the Scientific Life (Scientist, Interrupted) posted at Living the Scientific Life.  Great visual!

Hats off to the one person who truly followed the prompt and shares a post with us about a little bit of real-life drama!

Reina Waters advises us to Watch Out for Charming Boys!  You will find this posted at Real Women, Real Love.   Reina says, “Watch out for charming boys. They won’t commit and they’ll steal your heart away. I believed this completely until I blew off a charming boy and discovered that even charmers can have a heart of gold.”  I too have a bad habit of always jumping the gun on this kind of stuff, Reina!

The GrrlScientist told us about one of our biggest problems but Tiffany is going to help us fix it!

Tiffany Colter missed the prompt but tells us what Writing business owners need? posted over at Writing Career Coach, saying, “This article gives advice on what tools writing business owners need.”  I’m going to go with it being tools that all writers need!  Thank you, Tiffany!

Robert Terrell was responding to my love for anything about the moon and sent in morning still dreaming, a haiku posted over at Existential Pause Poetry, saying, “This one is not “directly” about the moon, but the moon is involved.  I submitted this one because it seemed to be popular with some bloggers. I love moon haiku!”  Thank you, Robert!  There is something about the moon, and other celestial bodies, that seems to appeal to writers.

Evelyn Hunter (me) figured out a way to fit the prompt with An Unpolished Piece of Lyrical Literature posted right here on Writesprite.

Old Metal GateThat concludes this 2nd Edition.  Please submit your blog article to the next Edition of our Writing-Prompt Carnival using our carnival submission form.

The upcoming prompt will be to write a post based on the photo to the left, or submit a post that you are reminded of by this photo.  It can be one you wrote some time back.  As long as it fits, it’s all good!

Thank you. writers, for your submissions and for sharing your passion!

Past posts and future hosts can be found on our blog carnival index page.  Wanna be a host?  Let me know!

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She caught his glance. Their eyes jolted together much like railway tracks shifting into position. To unlock their gaze would have been to send a dozen railway cars plummeting to their demise. Locked. Finally managing to tear her eyes away, she blushed with embarrassment. His shoulders broadened as he grinned broadly. He knew that he was fully responsible for her now-flustered state.

Blacksmith's forgeHe was beautiful to behold. His looks were amazing with characteristics all his own — glistening bronze skin, penetrating brown eyes, and hair that looked like silvery steel ready for a fire, a fire much like the one he was standing over. With his broad shoulders and powerful arms, his presence was certainly something that wouldn’t go unnoticed.

He was a role player with a multi-faceted personality, and he was a ladies’ man, without a doubt.  He loved women, but rarely did he chase them. It was far more fun to make them “desire” him, and this blushing beauty was already entangled in his web of intrigue.

Her passion was evident in her eyes, the lust showed on her cheeks. Now to wrap her in the sensual eroticism of his world – this was his goal.  This was his nature.  His intent was not to be malicious or injurious; he just loved, and was fascinated by, women.  All women – any age, any size, any color.

As the story goes, she was taken by this “bad boy,” but was there more to him than just that?  Would he love her in return?  What are you feeling?  Share your thoughts!

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Winding Sheet (Plashinitsa)

There is probably nothing that has been written about more than the Life, the Crucifixion, and the Resurrection of our Lord, Jesus Christ.  Another blogger over at My Friend Amy asked that we answer the following question:

“….what does Easter mean to you this year? Heavy on the faith not on the fiction.”

Since I’ve kept my composure fairly well through lent, until last night (Great and Holy Friday), I thought it only fitting to share the one thing that has had the greatest impact on me this year.

We sing/chant the following:

“My people, what have I done to you, or how have I offended you?  To your blind I gave sight, your lepers I cleansed, the paralytic I raised from his bed.

My people, what have I done to you, and how have you repaid me?  Instead of manna, gall; instead of water, vinegar; instead of loving me, you nail me to the cross.  I can bear no more.  I shall call the gentiles mine.  They will glorify me with the Father and Spirit, and I shall give them life eternal.”

I could get no further than, “My people, what have I done to you,” without completely losing it!  The tears streaked heavily down my cheeks, to the point of embarrassment.  I couldn’t help it.  I couldn’t stop it.  This and the services going on around the World tonight are what Christianity is all about.  His passion and His resurrection are what make up the Christian Faith, for “His death is my life!”

Every year we relive it and every year something stands out above all else.  Trust me, sometimes I wonder why He bothered.  Where I live we still have a few more hours before we can say, “Christ is Risen!”

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