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Ideal Writing Space
By Joy Frawley
Since I began writing I have often found myself pondering the idea of the perfect writing space. Do I have one? Is any one place more beneficial to me than another? For me, the answer is no. I write anywhere and everywhere I need or want to.
I am currently writing this guest post sitting in bed, laptop on my legs, with my chubby Puggle pup beside me. Would this awkward position work for everyone? Probably not. But for me, it just feels natural and comfortable because I am doing what I enjoy. As I type these words I sporadically slap the chubby flanks of my Puggle whose cuteness is beyond my ability to not touch. My pattern is the following: I type, ponder, slap chubby flanks and repeat the process.
However, other days I pull up a bar stool to my kitchen island and place the laptop on the ledge so that I can whip out the latest literary masterpiece. I usually have a lovely vase of fresh flowers, compliments of my fantastic boyfriend, in front of me. I also will have a lit candle and symphony music playing very low in the background which I enjoy almost daily. Still, you may find me at the local library working away and enjoying the atmosphere of being surrounded by books.
In my opinion, the ideal writing space is wherever you find your ambition to write. For some of us we are able to wing it anywhere we want. But others need a more structured atmosphere of a desk and maybe a window to look out upon. In essence, wherever your inspiration is triggered is the ideal writing space. My advice is try a bit of everything and see what works for you because every one of us are individuals and it won’t be the same. Just ask my chubby Puggle pup. He is very grateful his mommy likes him snuggling as she types away. Woof!
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by Joy Frawley
Jocelyn and Neely are having a perfectly pleasant dinner at the Sheep Heid Inn when it happens: Jocelyn suddenly finds herself sitting across the table, not from Neely, but a strange man dressed in medieval garb. This man is no apparition. His eyes, the deepest brown, clearly look on her in intimacy; his touch causes her pulse to rise. Jocelyn realizes two things: from his clothes, he is clearly an aristocrat, and that she, Jocelyn Stewart, seems to be in some sort of romantic relationship with him!
Minutes later Jocelyn returns to Neely, in the present day, weak and terrified.
Together they begin to unravel the forgotten past and find themselves facing the reality of medieval Scotland. A strange world steeped in folklore and superstition; where life begins and often ends with the sword.
As Jocelyn travels back to medieval times she learns that the man she keeps seeing is no other than Sir Colin Campbell of the powerful Campbell Clan. When Jocelyn is with Colin, she wants never to leave his side; then she returns to the present and cannot imagine herself with anyone but Neely.
Jocelyn struggles with a choice.
Which man will gain her heart when both offer such different love? She is in love with two different men in two different worlds.
Jocelyn looked around for the driver who was supposed to be waiting for her arrival with a sign. She had hired someone to pick her up because, as an American and first-time visitor to Scotland, she had figured it would be less stressful.
She didn’t see the driver anywhere; then, just as she started feeling nervous, she saw a man holding a sign with her name on it. And what a man he was! He was broad shouldered, strong and had dark brown hair with reddish tints. He exuded masculinity like some cologne, and even across the airport, she thought she could smell it. Smoothing her unruly hair, she started to walk over to him.
The man, seeing her approach him, took a step toward her. “Are you, Jocelyn?”
When he spoke her name, she found herself frozen in place unable to respond. She’d heard this voice before; she knew this voice. This man spoke her name exactly like the dream she had had all those years ago! She had been stirred awake in bed by a voice of a man, who spoke her name with a Scottish accent. His voice was gentle and low; as if he wanted to gain her attention, but not cause her alarm. Jocelyn had clutched the sheets to her chest and stared out into the darkness of her bedroom almost feeling his intimate presence beside her. She lifted her hand up to her ear having sworn his warm breath had brushed her skin. Jocelyn remembered she had turned her head, anxiously, toward the pillow next to her and almost thought she would be looking into the eyes of a stranger; yet she had not been frightened. This man, his voice, somehow comforted her.
Now, she stood in the airport and caught her breath as she faced the man before her. Her eyes searched his face for something; though what it was she wasn’t sure. Jocelyn felt her heart beating so fast she was certain the man could hear it as memories flooded her mind of that night so long ago when he or someone spoke her name in the darkness. Was that the reason for her vacation to Scotland? Was she unconsciously trying to find the man?
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