Monday, November 6, 2017

Familiarity, Warm Fuzzies, and Pilling slippers #OurAuthorGang

                                               by Grace Augustine, Author

 I write romance...
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Like most red-blooded females, I love romance, but with romance comes a host of other feelings you don't bank on.

The excitement of a new relationship engages our adrenaline, our endorphins. We are happy, gleeful, walk around in a daze, and smile for no reason. It's fun and playful and everything we ever dreamed. It's the warm fuzzies of life...and it's good...really good.

Once the newness wears off, the relationship moves into the familiarity stage. You know...that stage where you are comfortable with each other, you don't have to share each moment of every day, you're happy sitting across the room from one another--each doing your own thing.

This is where we need to be careful in our relationships. The fine line between a familiarity and what I call pilling slippers. There comes a time in each relationship, if it isn't nurtured properly, where one or the other or both partners become nothing more than the pilling on slippers or an old sweater. What do I mean? We become so lax in keeping our relationship fresh and alive, that it dies a bit each becomes routine, boring...the fuzz balls on your sweater.

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Enter our Super Hero...Romance...dun dun dun dun! An unexpected note in a lunch sack, tickets to the theatre on the passenger seat of the vehicle, texting I love you on your cell phones...dropping by places of work, just because.

In the 3rd book of my Acorn Hills Series, you meet Denise. Denise is a troubled teen who gets into a bit of trouble, turns her life around, becomes a successful business woman, and is blessed beyond measure with people who love her. From high school to present time, Denise is plagued with many obstacles...obstacles that would break the normal woman. She persists, moves forward, and captures the heart of her true love, David Turner. Their relationship endures the newness of love, the familiarity of togetherness, and the everlasting, unconditional love we all long for. I hope you enjoy her story in Sultry Sensations. (The books in the Acorn Hills series are for mature readers 18 yrs of age and older)

Here's an excerpt:
"Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of they womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death.
     The words were such a vital part of who Denise was and they shaped her very foundation at this stage of her young life. She was only sixteen, but she had a deep faith. It seemed to be the only thing that was static, steady, a sure thing. God knows, there was nothing else stable about her life.
     Denise Berrie barely remembered her father. He walked out on her and her mother thirteen years ago.She hadn't seen him since, hadn't heard a single word from him. In fact, no one had. It was the ultimate disappearing act. Now that she was a teenager, she began piecing things together: trying to figure out what happened, where she came from, what it meant for her now.
    The only conclusion that came to her was that her dad couldn't take the constant drinking and yelling from her mom, nor could he take the fact there were other men...several men. It didn't matter who...the landlord, the mailman, hell at one point she remembered being told to go outside to play when the social security guy was there for a welfare visit. Denise remembered him as a very nice man, a very handsome man, and he was always tucking in his shirt when he left the house.
     Denise clutched her book of prayers and rosary. This is what gave her comfort. It certainly wasn't her mother. She couldn't remember when the last time was she had a hug or a kind word from her only parent."