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Day Job: The Daily Grind

RWW bannerDay Job is today’s Romance Weekly topic is by Jeanne McDonald – Outside of writing, what is your day job?  Give interesting facts about the job. What inspired you to take on this job and would you ever consider giving it to one of your characters?

spreadsheetMy daily day job grind boils down to being a bookkeeper, purchasing clerk and secretary at clerk pay.  I process close to $200,000 in orders which equates to about 300 requisitions a year. In addition, I track those funds, along with being a secretary to three supervisors. Recently, I inherited repairs and now coordinate with vendors to retrieve said items,  then initiate purchase requisitions to cover and  receipt for payment.

These duties have led me learn more advance aspects of Excel, Word, Adobe Pro and even Photoshop, which in turn has helped me as an author.  I run my own website through WordPress, created the headers for it and my other social media sites.

My current day job is much more rewarding than my previous accounts receivable and collections position. ackAAACK!!! Still, I don’t find writing about a secretary  interesting.  After working in an office all day, the last thing I want to do is spend nights describing a character living a cube existence. I enjoy writing about characters with interesting professions outside of the corporate world.

U.S. Army 1st Sgt. Brian Zamiska, with Delta Company, 3rd Battalion, 187th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, provides security with an Air Force military working dog during a patrol with members of the Afghan Border Police in the Tera Zeyi district, Afghanistan, Jan. 6, 2013. (DoD photo by Spc. Alex Kirk Amen, U.S. Army/Released)
U.S. Army 1st Sgt. Brian Zamiska, with Delta Company, 3rd Battalion, 187th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Brigade Combat Team, 101st Airborne Division, provides security with an Air Force military working dog during a patrol with members of the Afghan Border Police in the Tera Zeyi district, Afghanistan, Jan. 6, 2013. (DoD photo by Spc. Alex Kirk Amen, U.S. Army/Released)

After the day job, I’m a homemaker.  Luckily,  hubs like to grill and he’s off in the summer so I don’t have to cook every night. My son, who is twenty now, even takes a turn cooking his Tex-Mex specialties.

Roanoke Marshes Lighthouse
Roanoke Marshes Lighthouse

Crafty is more my forte. I carved our family’s coat of arms in wood when I was in high school. A few years ago, I built an entertainment center for our den and my son’s room. Granted, they don’t have fancy routed edges, but I designed, cut and assembled them and they hold big screen TVs and video systems. My favorite hobby besides writing is photography.  Most of the pictures on my site are mine. Wish I had more time to roam and take more…

Hope you’ve already visited Tessa Gray. After me is Meggan Connors. Hop on over to and see how her days are filled beyond being an author.

 

Romance Writers Weekly: First Kiss #LoveWriteChat

RomanceWeeklyThis week’s blog hop is about dishing on a first kiss. My own was rather lacking and hoped you might better enjoy this fictional kiss from my WIP novella, Game On! Hope you’ve checked out  Vicki Mixon’s kiss already, now here’s mine:

Bowing his head while glancing at his plate of bacon and eggs, Heath asked, “So, you really want my body? Or is this about proving to GiGi you’re over your ex?”

She frowned and paused as their server refilled their coffee. “That’s a failing grade on you psych eval, Mr. Lancaster. “I’m a take me as-I-am kinda woman.”

“Duly noted.” He studied her.

“Back to your question. The answer is absolutely, but I’m not in any hurry. Anticipation is part of the fun.” She passed him a subtle wink.

His nostrils flared. “What body part is first in your little game?”

“Your lips.” Her tongue glide over her own.

Heath’s baby blues consumed Jordan like the hottest flame. From there, their brunch ended quickly and they made their way to the parking lot.

Maybe it was his southern charm, but he put her at ease. She’d initiated the sexual game as a test, but his subtle blush roused her inner animal, inciting her to play.

Unlocking her car, she couldn’t help drooling over his tricked out Jeep. Maybe she could talk him into taking the bad machine to OBX for a ride on the beach? She’d be willing to do something special for him. Damn, she was getting ahead of herself. They hadn’t even kissed.

With him so close behind her, she bumped into his bulk as she turned to say goodbye. His clean scent washed over her like a wave, reminding her of the ocean. Straight, masculine lips parted as he caught her staring.

His hand snaked around to her waist bringing her against him. The man felt like solid wall of muscle. One she’d like to climb up and ride.

Her breath hitched as his body warmed hers. She darted her tongue to lick her lower lip in a teasing gesture.

The blue of his eyes darkened as he leaned closer.

She inhaled slowly with her eyes barely open, sweeping her cheek across his jaw in a slow sensual glide. Meeting his lips, she nibbled, then roved her hands over his broad shoulders, before clasping her fingers behind his neck.

As she traced her tongue along the seam of his lips, he seemed to fight the urge to control the kiss, allowing her to remain in charge…until she toyed too long.

Before she begged entry, he pressed her against the car. Hip to hip, Jordan shivered at the bulge in his shorts as his hot tongue met hers and explored. Her feet left the ground as he continued his sensual assault.

For a year she’d been in exile, avoiding the male species. Heath’s sexy kiss awakened the woman she’d hidden from the world. A hunger stirred in her lower belly and spread. She’d never been attracted to athletes, but this semi-pro football player had her head spinning.

He smiled after his mouth parted hers. “Wow, it’d be fun to work a little longer on that part.”

Her cheeks heated in agreement aa she reached behind to open her door. “I’ll call you…”

Rhenna Morgan‘s kiss is next. Hop on over.