Sasha White

I got this in an email from a friend…and thought it needed to be shared. :D

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 40’s, 50’s, 60’s and 70’s !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright coloured lead- based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we rode in cars with no seat belts or air bags, and riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms. WE had REAL friends and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.
We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them!

School teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law and gave us a clip!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned..

HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors in your hand, doesn’t it?!

I’ve done nothing but write for four days, and I feel great!

Ok, I did go to the gym, and I did go see the movie BEWITCHED (was only ok) but that’s because my brain needed a break too. But, all in all, I wrote.

All the writing I did these past few days has really made it clear how little writing I’ve done in the past months or so. Why haven’t I been writing? I’ve been promoting.

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve enjoyed it all. I’m not one of those authors that hates promotion, that can’t talk about themselves or their stories comfortably. I mean, look at me, I get on here almost every day and talk about ME and my stories…well ok, and sex, and men, and bartending….but those are all part of ME.;)

But the big epiphany I had this weekend was that getting back into actually writing after some time away from it is like getting back into the gym after two weeks off. HELL!

You see, I’ve never been the type of writer than can sit down and write on a schedule. I know I need to master this to a certain extent if I want to turn this into a full time career, but a ‘certain extent’ will be as far as I get. I thrive under pressure. I’ve learned that if you give me a deadline I can turn my brain off, and kick the muses shapley ass until he co-operates and gives me a story.

I think that while I was working on website updates, doing chats and author days, my muse was out partying it up and he did not want to come back. So I challenged my friend Beth to a free write. 30 mins, whoever writes the most words wins. This is the second time we’ve done this. (She won the first time), and she whooped my butt again!! She did almost 1400 words!

Beth is the “Iron Pen” Champion.

But, I got into my characters head for the first time(and realized what a bastard he can be) in this WIP and that’s enough for me.

So what do you do when your writing has stalled? How do you kick start it again after a holiday or time away? I’ll probably need more tricks in the future, I might get sick of Beth beating me. :P

Steph did it, then Cece did it…I followed.

It really is pretty accurate.

You are funky, outdoorsy, and down to earth. While you may not be a total hippie… You’re definitely one of the most free spirited people around. You are very impulsive - every day is a new adventure. However, you do put some thought behind all your actions. Still, you do tend to shock and offend people from time to time!

This is my blog, so I don’t feel guilty about this all about ME post!

I don’t. Honest.

I wrote 11 pages this weekend! That’s pretty darn good for me, especially since I really didn’t have a feel for the story, and had to send out an emergency cry for help to my cp’s in order to polish it up, and make it presentable enought to submit to my publisher.

I didn’t get the sex scene I wanted done for myother WIP. But that’s ok, because Man 2 is busy all week, and I plan to get caught up on a few projects.

Speaking of men, (yes, I know I speak of them often..I can’t help it..I like MEN!) The young guy didn’t call, not that I actually expected him to, and a guy I thought I had lost interest in came to life, in full colr and with lots of passion in my dreams last night. I’m thinkign mayeb I’m not as ove rhim as I thought.

I’m almost done my twelve sessions with my personal trainer, and I’m pissed that I have only lost 3 pounds total. Dr, says all is ok wiht my health, so I’m just not working hard enough. This frustrates me to no end because I’d really like to not have to live in a the gym to lose weight, but maybe I can do that for one month, and break the plateau I seem to be on. I’d really like to be able to fit ALL of the clothes I have in my closet.

That’s it for now…sorry for the boring post. :)

Oh! and Cece, don’t feel bad. My journal is rated the same as yours. :P

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I’m gathering stuff up for July’s eZine and I need help from y’all. I had such a great response from The Social Alchemist’s column last month on Breaking Up that I asked him to do another for me.

Os has agreed, but he needs some help picking a topic this month. So I’m asking for suggestions from you all, you can post on here in the comments section, or email me (sasha@sashawhite.net) and I’ll get them to him. He also does a weekkly Q & A on his own blog, and likes the idea of an advice column…

To help you out, let me tell you a bit about him. He’s single, he’s good-looking, he’s a bartender that loves attention. He’s also got a bit of a wacky sense of humor and it shows in his writing. :P

As a bartender, he’s een a lot, and heard alot, and he has a lot to say, btu you need to ask. So go on over to his blog, check it out, and see if you have any topic suggestions or questions for The Social Alchemist.

My question to him?
Dear Social Alchemist,
There’s this guy that comes into where I work fairly regular, and he’s pretty hot, and I know he’s recently single after breaking up from a long-term relationsip. He’s never struck me as shy, and sometimes I get the vibe he’s hot for me too, but he never says anything. Should I ask him out? Or should I assume that if he really was hot for me, he’d make a move?

I just got some reviews from Fallen Angel Reviews!! I’m so happy …they came at the perfect time as I’m feeling really insecure about my latest short stories . . . hence the me asking you all if it was boring. ;) To my complete joy…MEANDROS got 5 Angels and a RECOMMENDED READ!!!

Check it out!
“Wow! Meandros is a beyond doubt a remarkable read. This very short story is overflowing with such powerful emotion. Readers, I would advise keeping a few tissues handy as you read Tammi’s story for it is a real tearjerker. I truly felt Tammi’s happiness and pain as she reminisces about her life with Tom. This heart-wrenching story is about a woman whom after many months of grieving, must decide if she wants to give up on life or to live again just as her dearly loved Tom taught her.

I am honored to bestow Meandros 5 glorious Angels and a Recommended Read!”

Reviewed by: Contessa

I’m not going to post all the reviews…I don’t want to bore you…but another of my short stories that got 5 Angels was Shift Change. This is the start of Katie and Joe’s story, the one I’m actually writing a novel of. You can read the review for it Here.

And if you want even more…The Devil Insidewas also reviewed, (4 Angels) here.

:D :hehe: :laugh:

OK, I need opinions on this story. I’ve been working on it for a while, and I’m not quite sure if it’s interesting or not (I’ve re-read it so manytimes I’m cross-eyed.) …so read this little bit, and tell me if I’ve hooked your interest. By the way, this is the START of the story…not the sex part..yet. ;)

Lacey walked the hallway, found the kitchen and set her armload on the counter top. Turning to face Matt, she laughed at the playful puppy dog expression on his handsome face. ‘Please?’
She ignored the twinge of excitement in the pit of her belly at the thought of the night she had planned, and gave him a practiced thoughtful look.
‘I bet not many people can resist when you look at them like that and say please real pretty can they?’
‘Can you?’
‘I can,’ she said firmly. ‘And I will.”
The dubious expression on his face gave her a small thrill. He was so cocky and arrogant that a new idea sparked in the back of her mind.
“Just because you’re the host doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the party too.” She gave him an obvious once over and winked at him before brushing past him on her way back to the catering van parked outside. “And I plan for you to make tonight a very memorable night for you all.”
Planning a bachelor party was something Lacey’d never done before, but she’d been trying to get her catering company off the ground for a couple of months now, and she figured this might prove to be just the edge she needed to make her business stand out from the others. When Rebecca had mentioned her brother complaining about how he’d promised his friend’s fiancée no strippers or dancers, that he’d handle the bachelor party “in a classy way”. She’d been to intrigued to keep quiet.
Hell, she’d been intrigued by everything about Matt from the moment she’d walked into Rebecca’s apartment three years earlier and seen his picture hanging on the wall. But friends didn’t ask to be set up with friend’s brothers, so she’d let well enough alone.
The party idea was opening that long closed door though, and Lacey couldn’t help but feel the seductive pull of lust tugging at her insides as they made a couple of more trips from the van to the kitchen, bantering the whole time. She was a bit surprised at how comfortable she felt around him, even with her head full of business anxiety and half-baked seduction plans.
Well, comfortable in a business sense. But she was getting more and more uncomfortable in a personal sense the longer he was in her presence.
He was one sexy man, but he knew it. He knew just how to flirt with his eyes, and how to use his deep voice so that shivers danced down her spine and images of slow sensuous love making filled her head. But his confidence bordered on arrogance and she soon found herself battling the urge to try and master him.
This is business, She told herself. Pleasure will come after . . . if he can handle it.
When the van was empty and Matt offered to park it at the side of the house for her, she gladly handed over her keys and wandered through house forcing herself to focus on the business of the party.
The set up was a good one. Perfect for what she had in mind. She was standing in the patio doorway, gazing at the fenced in yard when Matt strolled back into kitchen.
“Dinner can be served inside or out, which would you prefer?” Without looking she knew he was directly behind her. It was as if a force field of energy surrounded him and when he was inches away from her, her body recognized his.
“Whatever works best for what you have planned,” he said, his voice deeper than before.
His hands settled on her shoulders and he shifted closer behind her. Lacey let her eyes slide closed and enjoyed the heat of his touch, and the knowledge that he was coming on to her, very subtly, but the feel of him pressed lightly against her backside for a brief moment, his breath tickling the tiny hairs on the back of her neck, were all seduction techniques.
Very practiced ones.
“Is it usually so easy for you to seduce women?”
He stiffened for a brief moment then a relaxed chuckle tumbled from his lips. “Honestly?” he said. “Yes, it is.”
Lacey turned away from the back yard and gave him a small smile. “Then I guess it’s time for a change, yes?”
The skeptical rise of his eyebrows gave her a small thrill. He was so cocky and arrogant, seducing him was going to be so much fun.

When I saw this one, I just couldn’t resist. Although I have to admit I was suprised to find out my score.

By the way..I got 515. If you want to know just what that means…take the quiz and find out at the end. :hehe:

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When it rains it pours.

On Saturday night I had an urge to go out and be among people. It all started with an instant message from Man 1. Not sure if you all remember him from my attempt at finding a lover online a while back? Well, anyway, he said hi and we chatted for a bit. He hinted at wanting to get together and I sorta thought “Hey, it’s been a while, why not?”

However, he was still doing some game playing by saying he had to wait to hear from a friend first and I got the feeling he was just waiting for time to pass so it was late enough that I would ask him over, and not “out”. Remembering his past head games, and how things went…I said, “Well, I feel like going out. so maybe another time.” And promptly blocked him. :)

Then I did a really weird thing. I called up one of the younger guys I flirted with real heavy with before christmas. That I haven’t seen since. And he was extremely happy to hear from me. (Made me feel really good !) We chatted a bit, but it was later on a Sat night and he was already out with some firends..so he said he’d call me later this week. (we’ll see if he actually does) and I went out by myself.

I had some dinner shot a game of pool…and came home.

Oh, and I met another guy, a pretty nice guy that night.(Man 2) In fact, I’ve seen him each night since….it’s a bit weird for me, because I’m not used to guys that actually call, and email and ask to see me again when they just saw me. I know I know, my insecurities are showing.

But this guy is really great, he even loaned me a couple of classic erotica novels, and he isn’t just all about sex with me, even though he knows what I write. In fact, I had to ask him to kiss me!! It’s. . .it’s. . . it’s like he’s a gentleman or something!!! :O

And, as much as I’ve enjoyed his company, I still think I’m meant to never be in a serious relationship. I plan on continuing to see him, as long as we keep clicking, but . . . part of me is still the hermit that enjoys being alone.

Strange, I thought when I met a good guy like Man 2 obviously is, my feelings would change.

Sorry I was late putting the picture up this morning. I was uhmm, taking a shower. :P