Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt Candy. This is my untitled WIP. Just when Jill thought things were going well, things seemed to take a detour. The first thing going through her mind was that he hated what she had written. Jill slid onto the loveseat across from Robbie, crossed her legs and held her arms tightly to her chest. Robbie closed the top of her laptop and turned to face her.   “I’d like to talk about the episode you wrote.” “No good?” she asked, trying her best not to catch his gaze. “No, it isn’t good at all.   It’s great.” Jill’s heart continued to palpitate for a few more seconds. She touched her chest. “You’re kidding me?” “Not at all. I can’t believe how well you crafted the characters in the second episode. I think you opened up the door to a wonderful series. I especially like how you are developing the potential love interest and his infatuation with his overzealous next door neighbor.”

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt pencil.  I'm continuing with my untitled WIP about a woman starting over. The second the door of her hotel room closed, Jill plopped down on the bed and touched her lips. His kiss did more than electrify her; it sent her to a dimension she hadn’t visited in a very long time. No. I’m not going to go there. This was strictly to be a professional relationship. Jill stood up and walked to the table in her hotel room that she had been using as a desk. As she went through the script, she made notes about the main characters adding more depth to them.   Reaching into her handbag, she took out a pencil and jotted notes in the margin on the script.   She wanted to keep going because she was in the zone. Taking a notebook out of her messenger bag she managed to jot down an outline for the third and forth episodes before taking a shower. Ideas were flowing out of her. A couple of hours later