Welcome to this week's Tuesday Tales to the word prompt stone. This is an excerpt for my work in progress.       “Peggy was real sick with meningitis and was on the road to recovery.   He said he just couldn’t throw her out, but promised as soon as she recovered he would talk to her about finding a place of her own.”       “I don’t know whose worse, you or him. You both got involved in other relationships on the rebound.”       “You’re a hundred percent right.   I was a fool when I married Bill. You’re right in saying my first marriage was on the rebound, along with the second one to Alex.   I don’t think I ever really loved either one of them.   I hurt both of them when I asked for a divorce.”     “You can’t look back.”      “I don’t.   And then when I was about to get a second chance with Charlie, I got those ...

Welcome to this weeks Tuesday Tales to the word prompt purple. This is the continuation of my new WIP. This is a rough draft so I apology for any errors.             Rachael couldn’t help but laugh.   It always had been the same thing between the two of them all these years.   Whenever they got stressed out they would announce “cocktail time” and would indulge in cocktails and sugary snacks for a quick fix.             A martini would be exactly what the doctor ordered.   Her nerves were starting to get the bet of her about returning to her hometown.   City living had been a thing of the past now that she had fully adapted to a slower environment.             The transformation from city life to country life had been tough.   There were plenty of times when she wanted to ...

Welcome to this week's edition of Tuesday Tales. This week I'm sharing with you the opening to my new WIP.    This will be your outcome if you don’t stay away from Charlie.   These words encrypted on two tarot cars had not only haunted her, but had changed the course of her life. Five years later… On a train en route to River Lake Springs, Rachael Ragazzi opened the zipper compartment of her wallet and pulled out back-to-back tarot cards stapled together, where these harsh words were written. To this day it still amazed her how she let these two cards change her fate, causing her to make the biggest mistake of her life.   Making such a brash decision in packing it in and leaving River Lake Springs without thinking things through, had gotten the best of her.   Why would she let tow tarot cards change the direction of her life?   For Christ sake they were only an Italian card game, not a course of living. Thinki...

Welcome to our first Tuesday Tales Bookstore post. This week I'm going to share with you Wild Pitch with is a baseball novella. THE WILD PITCH Blurb : Pia Tallisico loves baseball, she loves the New York Pelicans. On a solo trip to the ballpark she meets Pelican relief pitcher, Lorenzo Marcus, which causes an instant spark between them. As the season progresses, so does their relationship. When a secret Pia buried away slowly unravels, an additional unknown deceitful twist arises. Will Pia's secret cause Lorenzo to walk away from the only woman he ever loved? Excerpt   The game went by quickly, being played in a little over two hours. Her team the New York Pelicans won by the score one to nothing. Games like this, wound up taking more time traveling than the actual time she sat there. Pia got herself a cup of coffee from the vendor cart before making her way through the crowd back to her car. Since she had been so late, thanks to the extra heavy traffic, ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales Picture Prompt. This is an excerpt from my new cozy mystery novella series.      Connie walked into her brand new kitchen and placed two plastic shopping bags full of baking products onto the kitchen counter. It had taken Pete, the handyman close to two weeks to complete taking half of the two-car garage and turning it into a baker’s kitchen. Today was about the finishing touches.   Taking her wooden spoons out of the bag, she used her wooden garlic press as a utensil holder. Moving to her best friend Sara’s house, in an adult community after her divorce had been a big decision, but one she had to make if she were to move on with her life. She had to start over again, with the first step leaving Staten Island and all her ties behind. Starting a business had been both Connie and Sara’s dream since they were teenagers. There entrepreneur idea went out the window when they both had gotten married...

Welcome to this weeks edition to Tuesday Tales. It sure feels good to be back. This is the continuation of my WIP, which I am tying up in the weeks to come.  Jill gasped when she walked into Umberto’s Restaurant dining room.   In the far corner of the room was a table filled with all different colored wild blowers. The hostess led them to the table next to the one with the flowers. Jill was happy that she hadn’t prematurely comment on them. That would have been one of the most embarrassing moments she had with Robbie. But she was wrong. Robbie pulled her chair out for her and waited for her to sit before taking the seat across from her.   “I hope you like the flowers.” Jill lifted her hand to her lips before her lips broke into a huge smile. “I can’t believe these are all for me.” “And there’s still more to come.” Robbie directed his gaze to the hostess. “I would like a bottle of champagne and fresh fruit to start the evening.” ...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales. Happy Valentine's Day to all of you! Robbie had a limousine waiting for their trip into Manhattan to get Jill heavier winter clothes. Since she returned to the east coast, she was still adjusting to the winter weather. Robbie brought her to top line designer shops in the garment district. Finding her size was a challenge, since everything had been marked down to make room for the spring line. Jill wound up getting three pairs of dress boots, two pairs of shoes and winter handbags to match. Most of her handbags were either white, ivory, tan or beach bags so it was refreshing to broaden her color spectrum along with heavy wool and cashmere sweaters. Their last stop was to grab a cup of coffee at Starbucks before heading to the office for the meeting Robbie had set up with the producer and other writers. As soon as the elevator doors to the office opened Gary Nelson was waiting for them at the reception de...

Welcome to this weeks edition of Tuesday Tales to the word prompt metal. This is my work in progress that is still untitled. Make sure you stop to read the other wonderful stories from a great group of writers.   Jill stepped back out of Robbie’s embrace. The thought of this going any further spelled disaster. Mixing business with pleasure never worked when the relationship went south. The only thing that could come out of this was her being on the unemployment line. It was literary impossible to work along side someone after you slept with them. “What’s wrong?” Robbie asked, pulling Jill back into his arms. “I don’t want to ruin what we have.” “You’re not going to,” he said, staring deep into her eyes. “I’m not ready to get involved in anything heavy. I just got divorce and I’m trying to find myself.” Jill dropped her hands into his. “I lost a part of me when my husband’s past discrepancies caught up with him an...