Fantasy author,coffee addict,alter ego of author Barbara Meyers, Grinding Reality series Book 1, The Forbidden Bean, goes where no bean has gone before.
But what was left of myself remained in my body at the same time. Along with a pea-sized portion of my brain. And that’s the part that went dancing with Chip. The flaky bimbo part that operates on autopilot until I get back to it. #bookqw#rain#badbeans#cozyfantasy#writing
Chip stands there a minute, his lips quirking as if he’s trying not to smile. “Spunk,” I think I hear him mutter as he takes the chair he pulled out for me. “I hate spunk.”
He’s quoting Lou Grant from The Mary Tyler Moore Show.
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I briefly consider unfastening my seat belt and wrapping my fingers around the detective’s neck and squeezing as hard as I can. But I need to conserve my energy for the climb up the stairs when I get home.
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Sasha leads me underneath a set of bleachers. He fiddles with the setting on my phone before he unfolds a square of aluminum foil from his pocket, wraps it tightly around my phone and hands it back to me.
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Now he’s tapping keys with intent, deep in concentration. I watch his nimble fingers and subtly compare them to mine. Do I have his hands? What parts of me came from his DNA?
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Certainly, the sheriff’s office is in a better position to track down whatever the key is for than I am. I can’t go back to Hanson now and admit I took it, though. What am I going to say? The mouse made me do it? #bookqw#made#BadBeans#fantasy
He reminds me of the Marine posters I’ve seen, where the guys look so stalwart and tough and like they’ve got lockjaw and could never relax their facial features or crack a smile. #bookqw#jaw#badbeans#cozyfantasy
I discover how tired I am of people, especially cops, just showing up whenever they feel like it and expecting me to accommodate them. “Now’s not a good time,” I tell him mostly to see his reaction.
“It won’t take long I promise.”
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I nudge the bean in my palm with my finger. It rolls over and winks at me again. I set it on my tongue so the coating will melt slowly, and I can figure out exactly what it is. #bookqw#win#badbeans
Even a silencer makes a noise and even in my mouse state I’d have heard it. I shudder remembering the sound of bone and ligaments tearing. I could imagine what happened inside a body when a neck was broken. #bookqw#game#BadBeans
We engage in a stare down while I weigh my options. I have possession of the beans. If he fires me now, it won’t matter so much.
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It's Book Quote Wednesday and the word is MIDDLE. Duelling airships over seventeenth century England, because why not? #bookqw#airships#alternatehistory#englishcivilwar https://t.co/6C7djMr7QP
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Today's #bookqw is MIDDLE! In this snippet from Scylla and Charybdis, Anaea and Orithia are electronically eavesdropping on the doctors ... #unicornisle#sff#writerslife
I’m in the middle of a Three Stooges episode. “Any time you’re all done talking about me like I’m not here, I’d appreciate an escort back to my car.”
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