Frame of Reference

I am a voracious reader, sometimes, at the expense of my daily life. It's always very exciting to find an author that I "fall in love with". I'm kind of a snob when it comes to how an author writes. I can be objective and appreciate a well written book. It takes a lot to surprise me, I guess is what I'm trying to say. That being said, I've found one! Heather McVea She writes really well and I love the dash of paranormal thrown into the mix. Just up my alley. I think I've caught her near the beginning of her career which is awesome. On the downside, there isn't tons of stuff to read. Love it though. Therapy 111 Evan barely registered Greg's departure and subsequent mutterings. Her gaze was fixed on Ryelle. Something felt different. The woman in the hall opened the door to the conference room and walked to the table. She didn't make eye contact with Evan, just placed her palms flat on the the surface of the table. It was almost as if sh...

I finished the Atlantis series by Riddle. It was incredibly good. Part sci-fi, romance, mystery, fantasy, science, history, geography. The trilogy had it all. I would highly recommend it, but they are "thinker" books. I'm still thinking about them. Sometimes the science and genetic therapy was a little bit hard to follow, but it didn't detract from the overall story. Five stars! Therapy 110 Evan had scooted into the meeting, barely. She nodded her head at Greg as he took his seat across from her at the conference table. He didn't return the gesture. Evan fiddled her pen nervously back on forth on the shiny surface, making a loud clicking noise. Greg clenched his jaw noticeably and raised an eyebrow in her direction. She sheepishly covered her pen with her other hand, effectively stilling her movements. "Okay Evan, here's the deal. I'm not going to sugar coat it. The only reason that we are having this meeting is because you've been with t...

A few snags in the housing development. Par for the course. I'm getting used to them and honestly don't let them bother me. Everything will fall into place. Testing at work. Probably tomorrow, probably. Feeling anxious with everything even though I say I don't let it bother me.

I believe that I have extremely good fortune. Good luck, some might say. They would be speaking the truth. I think that I have had an epiphany. A turn has been executed in my road. I'm excited to explore this new direction. It's going to come with a price but I suppose everything does. It already has. Lost something that I will never get back. It's hard. You would think that time would help, but it doesn't. It just numbs the feelings. The desire to fix, dissipates. I won't lie, still rears it's ugly head at totally random and inconvenient times... but maybe with time. "I'm not your lover. I'm not your friend. I'm just another... could've been."