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Erased: "The Final Chapter"

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Erased, a novel

Chapter 37- Off the Table 


Kayla- His eyebrows are white and gray, bushy, and scrunched together as he moves through the documents I brought. His nostrils and distractingly flaring up and down.  I can't see his eyes, but I assume they're moving as quickly as his fingers.  My fear has surmounted.  It's the second time he's read over this report, and the matter has his full attention.  I also brought with me the copies of the contract I signed.  There's just one signature at the end of it all.  The pages aren't numbered, and all of a sudden the width of the problem can be sized up.  The terms I don't remember are in bold.  Hard to miss.  Likewise, they're hard to forget.  The whole paragraph amounts to a loss of authorship.  Not immediately, but after the third printing.  The report he's rereading is about one author who made complaints after discovering her own book on bookshelves and dressed with a new name and author. She was one of …

RK-2019 After-Six

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Welcome to the first After-Six of Renegotiating Kaylin. Enjoy the first 6 Chapters in this 5-Day Countdown to Chapter 7.  Invite a friend or a loved one to join the Suspended-Release Novel Event right here.

RK: "Not As Glamorous As it Appears" and "Peeking Through"

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The Decks and the Road
Renegotiating Kaylin


Chapter 5- Not As Glamorous As it Appears

Kaylin- Instead of a four hour drive north to my school in Central Florida, I’m heading just about twenty minutes east.  It’s early still, and I’m ready to face my brother and all his expectations for my life.  I’ve considered Kayla’s stance, and if this doesn’t go well, I still have my monthly allowance, and the nearly twelve thousand dollars I received for my birthday to support me in following my heart.  When I pull into the driveway, my brother’s car is already in reverse and the car stops just short of my front bumper.  We’ve already hugged and kissed and my visit is unexpected.  Tayeton emerges after a couple long seconds, and we meet in the small space between the two cars.  I can read the look on his face, and likewise the face of Kat whose head is hanging out of the passenger side and turned towards me.  “Is everything okay… we weren’t expecting you?”  My brother is surprised, but not disturbe…

RK: "Wrapped in Gold" and "Indoor-Outdoor"

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The Decks and the Road Renegotiating Kaylin


Chapter 3- Wrapped in Gold

Kaylin- It’s the afternoon after.  I’ve been up since… Well, I’ve been up.  I’m standing in front of the mirror.  I’m holding the newest addition to my key ring, and trying to decide what it really means.  I’ve never attempted to lose weight.  In fact, my weight has never come up; not in any conversation, at any time, with any of the people I know.   Perhaps in their eyes I’m bigger than my weight.  Perhaps I outshine it.  But every now and then, I wonder if it’s the thing that makes me non-threatening?  It’s not so much that I want to be a threat.  It’s just that non-threatened look on her face when I asked to have a word with him that concerns me.  It’s like the thought that he could have eyes for me hadn’t, not even for a second, grew to the size of a mustard seed.  Anyway, I’ standing here, certain that I’m not returning to school, and with a new gym membership that I didn’t bother to put to use today.  First of a…

RK: A Memory Lane of Paper Trails

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The Decks and the Road Renegotiating Kaylin

Chapter 2- A Memory Lane of Paper Trails

Kayla- I was fortunate to receive a warning in year two of my marriage.  It’s unfortunate that I ignored it.  Now I’m standing next to my husband, still married, but separated.  It was just a silly little cool thing; my keeping the napkins where every now and then he’d write me a cute note.  Mostly I’d get them on the days that I was late.  It would be something only our bond could properly translate.  It’s that way with poetry and friendship.  A lot can be gained in translation. I knew the moment I saw them lying on the kitchen counter, with two large bags standing near the door, and the expression on Wood’s face that he’d miscalculated, and yet he’d warned me.  There was nothing I could say to make him unpack, and all my begging and crying had no impact.  He’d kept his words to a minimum.  The scene and the paper trail were his talking points.  Even now it’s hard to gather words between us, and we’re o…

RK-2019: Reintroducing Kaylin!

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The Decks and the Road
Renegotiating Kaylin


Chapter 1- Reintroducing Kaylin


Kaylin- It's my birthday; every Valentine's Day it's my birthday.  My relatives think that I'm home for the celebration alone, but I'm not going back.  It's not a dinner party.  It's more like the place to be on a fine Saturday night like this.  I'll be surrounded by many people tonight; most of which I did not invite.  If you ask them each, they'll tell you they love Kaylin, but I'm not sure they can even see me.  Yet, if I were ever in a bind, they'd be there; they would offer all the strings they had charge to pull and make endless phone calls to drum up more support, and if needed the check books could certainly make an appearance.  Yet, I don't know if they can see me.  Then there are those who know and love me completely.  They'll be in attendance too.  And finally, he'll be there.  I didn't send him an official invitation, just a text, but he shot…

Cast of Renegotiating Kaylin

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Coming to Renegotiating Kaylin

Radiance Dunbar Tayeton Fisher Kaylin Johnson Eaton L’derman Kat Shepherd Monica Shepherd Natalie Shepherd Kayla and Wood Singletary


Before starting Renegotiating Kaylin, be sure you've read Erased: The Final Chapter
https://thedecksandtheroad.blogspot.com/2018/08/erased-final-chapter.html


Renegotiating Kaylin: The Introduction

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Renegotiating Kaylin- The Decks and the Road Book 3

Introduction

Kaylin- I’ve lived in a pot.A flower pot.Life has granted me a larger pot each time I seemed to outgrow the one I was living in.A few times it appeared that the pot was shrinking, then all of a sudden… Boom!A bigger pot.Still I feel as though I belong in a field with just the breeze for shelter.I’ve been dancing around with my mother’s journals since she passed away, and they’ve made me quiet.But I think I’m ready to speak.After all they’re not just her secrets; they’re family secrets and we’ve all paid a high price for them.The first of the secrets to be released into the air will be the one that has carried the most weight.It’s interesting... it carries so much weight and yet it’s as if he’d never been more than the size and width of a butterfly.At times I think of my odds; a father in prison and a dead mother, and I agree with my mother and the writer she quoted, “Not dead. Not dead. But Escaped.Not bound but Free!”I’ve …