Never Signing Off

  A Memory I think it's been almost a month since Jared came to town. He's come and gone a few times, but always ends up coming back. I don't know if I'm the one he wants to spend time with, but I'm not complaining. I think, personally, he's just spanning the time until Frankie gets here. I think Jared wants to be here when he gets home. “ He told me about the upcoming tour. It's kicking off in April, I believe.” I announce, looking over at Jared. We're sitting in the living room with the fireplace crackling in the background. We were watching movies, but grew tired of staring at the screen. Now we're drinking wine and talking about life. “ I'd like to come to some of the shows, if I'd be welcome.” He hints. I laugh, nodding my head. “ I'm sure that can be arranged.” I offer. He's quiet for a minute, looking down at the couch. “ I'm sorry about the, well,” He pauses and I watch him bite the corner of his mouth. Th...

  Designated Driver Crystal has been making me drive everywhere. She knows how I feel about being in control of the wheel. I've got an almost uncontrollable urge to steer into oncoming traffic whenever I see a car driving in the other direction. She knows this, because I've told her this on many different occasions. In fact, I tell her this every time she tells me to get behind the wheel. But she says she trusts me. That she believes I wouldn't put her life in danger. She's probably right. But I still don't trust myself. I don't trust my reaction time either. But Charlie doesn't have a license anymore. He hasn't had a car in so long, he said he didn't see the point. He just let it expire. He has to take the test over, but can't find the time in his schedule. Jared won't drive for the same reasons as me. When he has control of the wheel, you can see him clench his fists around the rubber. His breathing races and his pulse picks up. He...

  Route We've both accepted that we are going to have to adjust to a new life. A life where no one is taking care of us. She got herself a job working alongside Charlie at a local publishing company. This has her thinking about writing a book. She wants it to be a story about her life. About the tours she's been on. About the people she's met. About me and Charlie, and finally setting up a home in Illinois. I encourage her out loud, but in my head, I'm rolling my eyes. All that says to me is she's going to put together an account of all the stories she's told other people, slap the word biography on it and put it on the shelves. Charlie is encouraging her every step of the way. Good for them. We've been here a month, but she's already settled in like it's been a lifetime. Me? I decided the waitress route was the best one. But it didn't last long. I wasn't cut out for taking orders and smiling like I care. I didn't get fired or...

  Starting Over It's funny how we lie to the people we love the most. Often under the veil of protecting them from the pain the truth would cause. But really, there's nothing noble about lying. It's selfish. Nothing less and nothing more. We're only trying to protect ourselves from the aftermath. They say the truth will set us free. I don't disagree, but I can see how the truth can be a trap, too. Honesty can be your salvation or your damnation. All depends what you're honest about. I found out that Crystal was the deciding factor in our move to Illinois. She told Frankie that she was born and raised here. He always believed I was raised here as well. I was raised all over the East coast before I was in my preteen years. I was born in Illinois, yes. My mother dragged me back to Illinois later on. But when I left with Luke, Illinois stopped being home. Home was the road. New York was second, but Illinois came in third for places I'd settle in. ...

 To celebrate his 5th birthday, enjoy this photo dump of pictures. They are in no particular order. P.S.; If you don't know already, the entire series has been completed and posted on Ao3 .

  Chapter 30 Alternate Realities In an alternate version of reality, I said yes to Hunter. We didn't leave the hotel the morning we were supposed to. Instead, we stayed. We took that stroll on the beach. I started a seashell collection. I smiled. I laughed. Probably for the first time in months. He held my hand and returned the laughter. We were happy. We went back to the hotel and packed up. But we never went home. Instead, we took the chance to start over. Get things right. We bought a house in Seattle, because he's always wanted to move there. Even though it always seems to rain. We got a beagle and named her Daisy. Mostly because they scatter the yard of our new home. But I call her Oopsie Daisy because she's a reminder of the mistake we almost made. Hunter has started writing music again and it's better than anything he's ever written. It turned out all he needed was a change of scenery too. Who would have guessed? He got himself a job working as a bu...

I hope you've been enjoying One Day At A Time. By October 7th, the whole series will be posted for reading. If you're behind, you can access the table of contents on the left.  I have so many ideas. I have 6 new folders on my desktop for new novel ideas. The fun part? Most of them will NOT be fictional. After I'm finished writing The Morgan Series, I'll be switching to non-fiction projects for the near future. I will also be posting my biography for everyone to read on this website. I will not be posting that book anywhere else. It's exclusive to my website, much like The Morgan Series is exclusive to Ao3. HOW CAN I MAKE MY WRITING MORE ACCESSIBLE TO YOU? (PERSONALLY)