<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546</id><updated>2011-11-16T15:44:51.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Books of Jessie Terwilliger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-2392031527416775781</id><published>2010-10-27T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T14:26:57.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just When The Story Gets Good</title><content type='html'>I hate it when a blogger or an author goes on a "hiatus" to pursue their other hobbies, such as rock climbing, starting a professional billiards career, or serial murder.&amp;nbsp; Especially when they've hooked me with a story and go "oh I'll finish it, come back soon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at you, Jean Auel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking at Anne Rice because I don't really care for her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I'm sorry but this is just a short note to explain that I am not going to be producing any more books until further notice.&amp;nbsp; I've always been more recognized (and funded) for my photography than for my writing, and so with times as they are right now, I must concentrate my efforts on my career as a photographer.&amp;nbsp; There have been far too many opportunities coming up as of late that will need my full attention, and therefore, I don't think I'll be NaNoWriMoing this year either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do, however, have a fully written manuscript for what is essentially "Bombshell 3" in my clutches, and a half written version of #2.&amp;nbsp; I do not intend to cap my pen forever, just for now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back.&amp;nbsp; I don't know when.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it won't be the bullshit 20+ years I see a lot of other authors do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of those who have supported and followed me through all of my scattered endeavors over the years.&amp;nbsp; You are the reason I am able to do anything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, love, and tater tots,&lt;br /&gt;Jessie Terwilliger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-2392031527416775781?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/2392031527416775781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=2392031527416775781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2392031527416775781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2392031527416775781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-when-story-gets-good.html' title='Just When The Story Gets Good'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-6038779325002424280</id><published>2010-07-17T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:45:29.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myrtlewood Part One:  An Informal Inn</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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           &lt;/span&gt;Such a steal at this price!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Fully furbished with the latest appliances, creating the kitchen of her dreams.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And how quickly will laundry become so much less of a chore with a brand new gas powered clothes dryer?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No need to line dry ever again!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;A thirty six bedroom, fourteen bathroom mansion in the middle of suburbia.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This sprawling home was built in the middle of a quiet Calimesa neighborhood by a man called Wheeler back around the turn of the century.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Grass grows thick and green on the plush lawns with topiaries and other landscaping works that smatter the well manicured yards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And inside, you can take a nice refreshing dip in one of the five pools that the previous owners had put in, hoping to turn the place into a spectacular resort of some kind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pride of ownership.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;You’d have to be independently wealthy to own a place like this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily for Joan Wilcox, her husband just happens to be so, and when she fell in love with the idea of this house he fell in love with the impossible square footage.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what was to be done with all of the extra space?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Certainly they couldn’t live in all thirty six bedrooms, and once the Myrtlewood Inn became an ill fated venture and a highly publicized town failure it went unsaid that the idea of ever proposing any similar plans would be completely absurd.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Perhaps,” suggested his lovely bride Joan, “we could keep it as an informal inn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like a boarding house for people who want to settle into the area permanently but don’t like the idea of being alone.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Ah, that was Joan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Simple minded, unable to do very much on her own, let alone think.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course people would want to be alone, isn’t it the American Dream to own your little bit of land and stake your claim?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Charles dismissed the idea as foolish and stated his desire to acquire art and have a series of galleries that he would open to the public, or perhaps turn it into some kind of museum.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Truly, it was the idea of strange people in his living quarters that turned him away from Joan’s idea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had come up with absurdities in the past such as gathering up all of the loose hair from the salons and somehow making wigs out of it, but Charles argued that there wasn’t anyone who needed hair badly enough to want to put someone else’s discarded and disgusting mess on their head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or the time she thought that maybe cleaning other people’s houses for money would be a “fun thing to do.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was so silly, Joan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“It isn’t that I like cleaning,” she said defensively, “it’s that I know other people dread it so much.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;How completely backwards could she possibly think?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had a few wires crossed for sure, and her husband often dismissed her and her ideas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;But Joan wasn’t barmy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She came up with ways to do what she wanted despite what Charles would have to say about it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She mentioned her idea of renting the rooms out at the salon, and who should overhear it but a woman whose sister lost her husband in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Korea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; not more than a few weeks prior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her sister wanted to move out to &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;California&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; to be with her, but she had no place for her to stay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;To help a woman in a situation such as this, who had two young sons no less, would be nothing less than noble.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And she could stay free of charge, Joan assured the woman.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Charles would later be quite angry.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Especially when Claire told a friend who told a friend, and Joan kept on taking in her strays. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;When the word “homeless” comes to mind, a person might imagine a scruffy man with stained and tattered clothing, maybe resting heavily against a wall, his bag of possessions by his side. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nobody thought about war widows whose husbands were their only family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or folks just down on their luck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Men who couldn’t find work enough to keep everyone fed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And so Joan would take these people in, always with their promises of not staying long and finding a means to pay her back for her kindness, but it never panned out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Joan cooked most of the meals for a long time, until a few other women joined her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One man even began to write the book he’d always wanted to, and wouldn’t you know that Charles actually made friends with a few of them?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He even converted one of the larger dining rooms into a bowling alley at one point.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The mansion on Myrtlewood was its own little self contained unit, and eventually there were less and less reasons to be going outdoors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With the chain of gasoline stations that Charles owned and the increasing amount of cars on the road, money was never of any issue to anyone who had moved in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Christmases were spent in the home, and during the 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of July the children would trot through the yard with sparklers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Decades passed and life was just like this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the mansion on Myrtlewood, anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For even with the conveniences of grocery stores who deliver, things outside were changing fast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seemed that the paper brought news every day of a society that had banged its self apart like an engine that had run out of oil.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything was doom and gloom and nobody who lived in the mansion wanted any part of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And so they had no part in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;For nearly 70 years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;And though Joan and Charles have passed, and many of the original inhabitants are buried in the garden by one of the widow’s boys who grew up to be the undertaker of the mansion on Myrtlewood, life still thrives there as pleasantly as it did in 1953.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Until &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Gary&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; knocked on the door one afternoon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-6038779325002424280?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/6038779325002424280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=6038779325002424280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6038779325002424280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6038779325002424280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2010/07/myrtlewood-part-one-informal-inn.html' title='Myrtlewood Part One:  An Informal Inn'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4101994239632503244</id><published>2010-06-18T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T10:22:50.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon:  Myrtlewood--A Series by Jessie Terwilliger</title><content type='html'>Myrtlewood is a story about a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Myrtlewood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people who live there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how everything they believed in and held fast to was corrupted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named...well, his name isn't important right now, he doesn't come in until later in the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll know when he's there, because he's not like the others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4101994239632503244?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4101994239632503244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4101994239632503244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4101994239632503244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4101994239632503244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2010/06/coming-soon-myrtlewood-series-by-jessie.html' title='Coming Soon:  Myrtlewood--A Series by Jessie Terwilliger'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5279314968843068066</id><published>2009-10-09T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:56:19.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dagger Quote</title><content type='html'>Working hard on Powdery Tattoo.  I've added 5,000 words to it in the last two nights, so maybe I'll have it done in time for NaNoWriMo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to leave this quote from Dagger here, I thought it was special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You have to remember, teenagers tend to divide the world into two categories: cool and not cool.  I don't care how old you get, nobody ever, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ever&lt;/span&gt; wants to land in that second category. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5279314968843068066?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5279314968843068066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5279314968843068066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5279314968843068066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5279314968843068066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/10/dagger-quote.html' title='A Dagger Quote'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-2243215410113544813</id><published>2009-09-24T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:52:43.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Imitating Not Yet Made Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 193px;" alt="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3492/3951107981_63d5e4dc90.jpg" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3492/3951107981_63d5e4dc90.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I drove over to my hometown of Yucaipa today to see the damage done by the third fire in the area this month, which burned behind Yucaipa High School where I graduated from.  Magic Mountain is all charred, and where the Y used to be is just a somewhat messy triangle of dust in the middle of the black. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this relevant?  Well, they caught the kid.  Kid, as in 16 year old boy, who was seen riding off from the flames on his bike.  He's suspected of lighting the other two fires this month as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've sort of mentioned, Rest In Peace Walter Montague: Completely Defeated By Life is about an arson siege that rips through a small town in Southern California not unlike Yucaipa--in fact, most likely Yucaipa.  I was thinking originally more like Beaumont because the story originally popped in my head some time during the trial of Raymond Lee Oyler, who started the Esperanza Fire and several others, killing five firemen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walter Montague, who goes by Willy (because "Wally" is a stupid name, almost as stupid as Walter,) is your average punk ass kid on a long board.  He's also the son of the Chief Arson Investigator, Noelle Springer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noelle, single mom extraordinaire is currently working on apprehending the arsonist who has been causing billions of dollars in damage and resources.  Imagine her surprise when she finds that Willy may be the one behind the rash of fires. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Willy, completely innocent, but guilty as charged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine Noelle's shock when she discovers who really has been setting the fires--just a little bit too late.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more complicated than that.  And I think that this will be my NaNoWriMo novel, provided I get my research done in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they got the right guy over there in Yucaipa Town.  Poor place is surrounded by scorched hills.  It's a sorry state to see the place in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-2243215410113544813?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/2243215410113544813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=2243215410113544813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2243215410113544813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2243215410113544813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-imitating-not-yet-made-art.html' title='Life Imitating Not Yet Made Art'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3492/3951107981_63d5e4dc90_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8490261586237746613</id><published>2009-08-29T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T13:58:21.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Title</title><content type='html'>The fire story has a title, finally.  I've been switching between "Pyro" and "Fires in the Valley" but I always thought that Pyro was too common sounding and Fires In The Valley sounded a bit like a romance novel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rest In Peace Walter Montague: Completely Defeated By Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You will be surprised to find out who Walter is and why life got to be so tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story developing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8490261586237746613?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8490261586237746613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8490261586237746613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8490261586237746613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8490261586237746613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-title.html' title='A New Title'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5320224797741516866</id><published>2009-08-27T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:58:33.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Back On Track</title><content type='html'>We've just finished moving and we're now almost done getting our new place all set up, including a nice distraction free place for me to write.  This is especially handy since I intend to finish Powdery Tattoo by November so that I can participate in NaNoWriMo with whatever story I end up deciding to go with for that.  I haven't thought much ahead on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the summer I wrote about four pages of Tattoo which I know is lame, but the next time I report I will have accomplished some writing.  I've even penciled it into my planner, along with time for those blasted journals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall is my creative time, possibly because of the colors and the smells, but certainly it creates a little place for me to be and explore the world inside my head.  And knit a few scarves.  I'm sorry that I'm knitting a scarf right now and not writing a book, but I need to let my mind chill for a little bit before I have to come up with anything on my own.  Following a pattern is easy.  The hard part is stitching it all together yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing for me to do right now is just plan to sit down in the quiet this week with some delicious fall smelly candles and just continue working again when I'm not feeling forced.  Plus I want to get my nest back in order first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole creative process thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with a blank screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 376px; height: 250px;" alt="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3862499035_fc1ac922b3.jpg" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3862499035_fc1ac922b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5320224797741516866?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5320224797741516866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5320224797741516866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5320224797741516866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5320224797741516866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-back-on-track.html' title='Getting Back On Track'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3490/3862499035_fc1ac922b3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8685910299122386628</id><published>2009-08-12T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:12:30.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bane Of My Existence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 258px;" alt="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/3799371566_f47f676db6.jpg" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/3799371566_f47f676db6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm copying my paper journal by hand into five other journals that people all over the US have sent me.  It's a project idea that sparked when I realized how much I'm not telling the world by keeping it on paper instead of blogging it.  It's not a lot, but it's enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm impatient and I like to give wee little spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot of work though, and these are essentially my big ol' project right now, besides learning my new camera and taking it out for test drives.  We move to a flat this weekend, and I'm hoping to start writing again once Ty goes back to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that these journals are keeping me busy.  And not to worry, because they do contain spoilers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too many though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8685910299122386628?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8685910299122386628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8685910299122386628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8685910299122386628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8685910299122386628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/08/bane-of-my-existence.html' title='The Bane Of My Existence'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/3799371566_f47f676db6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7332412799081367159</id><published>2009-08-04T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:37:00.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had To Give You A Date...</title><content type='html'>At this point I'm going to speculate that A Powdery Tattoo will not be out before December 2010.  What I want is for it to be ready before then and release it next April but with my current goal of trying to buy a house, plus the fact that we're going to be switching apartments in the next few weeks, I doubt I'll have the stamina to sit down and write anything that I can be proud of or that I'd even remotely be able to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Novel Writing Month is coming up in November, and that, I promise, I will try to participate in.  What will my project be for that?  Well, I have a few options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get Social Butterfly to 50,000, but what if I were to take it to 100,000?  Okay, so it's not starting a new novel, but it's 50,000 words in 30 days like the rules say.  I could get that one to 100,000 no problem, considering the first 50,000 didn't even near the climax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few other possibilities are Girls Are Pretty or The Fool On The Hill, which is actually part two of Golden Dawn but I think I'm going to hold off on writing it for a few years.  Another idea is a book that I'm calling Pyro in my head but also Fires In The Valley but I think the latter sounds a bit like a romance novel, which it so is not.  But that one needs more research I think as it involves arson investigations and some heavy scientific and psychological themes.  That one might be on the backburner for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that when I wrote on Twitter that I needed to borrow a fire fighter "just for a little while" the LAFD responded and asked how they could help.  Wow!  Even though my request sounded vaguely sexual it still got a response, and a helpful one at that!  I was given the number to their arson experts so I can call and get some help if I need it.  I also have a few books coming to me in the mail about arson, one of which is called, dramatically, FIRE COPS!  My favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to keep this blog just a little bit more updated, and in return I would love to see some Amazon reviews if you wouldn't mind.  I know you have a lot of time on your hands and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 225px;" alt="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2584/3789810823_5c2369dde1.jpg" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2584/3789810823_5c2369dde1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7332412799081367159?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7332412799081367159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7332412799081367159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7332412799081367159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7332412799081367159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-i-had-to-give-you-date.html' title='If I Had To Give You A Date...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2584/3789810823_5c2369dde1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-6577042252657248665</id><published>2009-07-18T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:26:59.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Thought You Should See</title><content type='html'>I spent time with Marina Hudson today, aka Bombshell.  Well, technically this is the girl who inspired Marina's character, and the whole of Bombshell.  She's still fighting the good fight and trying to get to where she wants to be.  I've missed my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 383px;" alt="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/3733062445_eda6ab9b75.jpg?v=0" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2594/3733062445_eda6ab9b75.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 339px;" alt="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3733862614_ac6bb2a3d6.jpg?v=0" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3444/3733862614_ac6bb2a3d6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 339px; height: 391px;" alt="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2487/3733062269_955052dc99.jpg?v=0" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2487/3733062269_955052dc99.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As far as writing goes, I've taken a step back from it for the time being.  We've got a lot of stuff going on at the Terwilliger home, like...buying a new home.  Plus I'm switching apartments for our last few months here (or what will hopefully be our last few months) so I've got a lot of work to do.  No release dates for Powdery Tattoo just yet, but I can feel that this sabbatical is coming to a close really soon.  Once fall hits, I'm sure I'll be back in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than this, there has not been very much to report.  Therefore I haven't reported anything.  But thanks for checking back now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-6577042252657248665?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/6577042252657248665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=6577042252657248665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6577042252657248665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6577042252657248665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-thought-you-should-see.html' title='Just Thought You Should See'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-2952684199853703221</id><published>2009-05-15T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:20:07.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell Now On Amazon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bombshell-Jessie-Terwilliger/dp/0557039835/ref=cm_cmu_up_thanks_hdr"&gt;Bombshell is now available for purchase on Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;.  This is most likely the best buying choice for my friends in other countries as I hear that Lulu charges a lot for shipping outside the US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-2952684199853703221?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/2952684199853703221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=2952684199853703221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2952684199853703221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2952684199853703221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/05/bombshell-now-on-amazon.html' title='Bombshell Now On Amazon'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4238429470969000700</id><published>2009-05-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:37:22.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished Writing "Chelsea's Demon"</title><content type='html'>This part was based entirely on a dream I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Crysta had always used the guise of “having a little fun” to do her most degrading or otherwise bad things.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She and Chelsea were heartbroken when Crysta’s parents decided to move back down the mountain to be closer to their jobs, and though Crysta often came back up to visit Chelsea every weekend, sometimes the girls would just stay at Crysta’s house in East Highland.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She had a nice little McMansion there with a handful of bedrooms, and the neighborhood was safe to walk in.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;One time when they were on one of their walks when they were about 15 years old, Crysta decided to wear a midriff top with cherries all over it, even though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; laughed it off as being pretty slutty.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They walked along Baseline road, a brick wall covered in different vines and plants on one side of the sidewalk they walked on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Across the street were the foothills, rounded mounds that seemed to roll their way up to the big mountains they sat foot at; covered in dry brush as usual.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; had her camera strapped around her neck so she could snap some shots along the way, stopping to shoot a single ragweed plant, an ancient looking fire hydrant, or some lantana growing by the wall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;They were walking and talking for a while, just shooting the shit about random boy stuff or teachers at their schools, when all of the sudden a powder-painted yellow truck pulled up beside them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man inside was wearing a cowboy hat and a flannel shirt, he was kind of homely but he had a really nice looking beard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Naturally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; drew back in fear that he might be trying to kidnap the girls, but Crysta smiled and skipped up to his truck, putting her hands on the edge of the door where the window was rolled down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Hi CJ,” she said cutely.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Well hey there Crys, how you ladies been?” he said, glancing at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; and tipping his hat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Y’all want a ride?” he asked in his obviously fake southern accent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A cross on a silver chain hung from his neck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“No CJ, we’re all right,” Crysta said.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Pick me up later though, okay?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“You sure?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It looks like a storm is heading in,” he said while pointing to the dark gray clouds overhead.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Just pick me up at my house at like nine, okay?” and with that CJ tipped his hat and drove off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Who the fuck was that?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; asked her in disbelief.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“He lives by me,” she answered as they started walking again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; snapped a picture of his license plate as he drove away just in case.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Crysta that guy was like 25, what in the hell is he picking you up for?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“He’s cute!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t you love his beard?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“A little, but Crysta don’t get yourself into trouble,” she said as she stopped to take a picture of some bright purple and yellow plants growing on a sage covered hill in the distance, the light being quite perfect as the sun broke through the clouds to shine down on the scene.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“I just want to have a little fun, is all,” Crysta said dismissively, and that night Chelsea had her mom pick her up early instead of spending the night as she had planned.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Marina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; asked if the girls had a fight, she said “No, Crysta’s just not feeling well I guess.”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even when she felt that something was wrong, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Chelsea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; always covered for her friend.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CJessie%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 They're raw and unedited but I am posting it for your enjoyment anyway.  Hope you like what you read!  By the way, here is the cover: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 214px; height: 322px;" alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3284/2312454603_61c1ba4cda.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3284/2312454603_61c1ba4cda.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-2403737699735061837?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/2403737699735061837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=2403737699735061837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2403737699735061837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/2403737699735061837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/04/sneak-peek.html' title='Sneak Peek!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5682219250485193068</id><published>2009-04-02T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:33:58.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Head Full Of Mad</title><content type='html'>From one of my Moleskine journals for booknotes, quotes, and plot ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 146px;" alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3386992010_786570c3d8.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3386992010_786570c3d8.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5682219250485193068?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5682219250485193068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5682219250485193068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5682219250485193068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5682219250485193068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/04/head-full-of-mad.html' title='A Head Full Of Mad'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7264008756923140145</id><published>2009-03-23T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:57:25.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers = Club 215</title><content type='html'>In case you were wondering, or if you had the slightest of inklings, Whispers Club in Bombshell is in fact a fictionalized version of Club 215 in Colton, CA.  Here's some pictures I took today of the real club. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 348px; height: 270px;" alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3422/3381023744_1ff56308f1.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3422/3381023744_1ff56308f1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 297px;" alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3380204929_018d1ffb64.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3446/3380204929_018d1ffb64.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you can see it is in fact two stories with the club its self being up stairs.  There's also a balcony up there for the customers and the dancers to convene on.  And as you can see, it's quite small and cozy.  Just thought you might enjoy seeing the real place.  Was this what you had imagined? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten a few reviews of Bombshell recently that I'd like to share here just in case you haven't picked up a copy yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacey said:  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;Bombshell is a very strong first fiction for new author Jessie Terwilliger. Marina, the main character, is a strong and interesting young woman who has had a hard life. As the story opens, Marina is having a hard time making it in the nightclub world as an exotic dancer. She wants to get out, and go into law enforcement, but she has a lot working against her. Terwilliger's dialogue is interesting and true to life, with enough "cute" to make you root for the characters, enough darkness to make the story compelling, and enough humor to make you laugh out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombshell gives the reader an interesting inside look at nightclubs and a harsh look at the realities of working as a stripper. I'm looking forward to reading more about Marina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly said: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer49931935" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText5494112390131224952" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;Bombshell is an unforgetable story. As a busy mom, I don't have much time to read, but I made time for Bombshell! The book is so fast paced and well written, I read it in three sittings (would have done it in one, back in the pre-baby days). It is an amazing story about unlikely characters whose paths cross in a crazy way. I was super impressed with the book, for so many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you can tell that the author put a lot of research and time into this book. There are so many specific details that do not necessarily stand out, but they add to the depth and believability of the book. I actually found myself thinking about the book when I wasn't reading it, and in my busycrazyfull world, that is something in its own. It is described as a book about a 'topless dancer, who wants to be a cop...' but it is all that and more. I thought I might be reading about the adventures of a stripper, rather I read about the struggles of a girl that is easy to relate to. No, I've never stripped or had dreams of going into law enforcement, but I have had crazy relationships: whirlwind love that comes out of nowhere and disappears into thin air and I have always wanted better for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool book. I cannot talk enough about it. The various plot twists keep the reader on the edge of their seats, and the ending is something that is unforeseeable. By the end of Bombshell, you will have developed a relationship with the characters and closing the book will be bitter sweet. I can only hope there is a sequel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it! You will not regret it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer49931935" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText5494112390131224952" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who has left reviews, they help and I really appreciate them.  By the way, I occasionally do stealth giveaways of the book via Twitter, so be sure that you're following me at http://twitter.com/davidsdoll101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working on a few other books at the moment, I've got my brains all scrambled trying to do research.  No official news as to any further release dates yet, but stay tuned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="reviewTextContainer46070324" style=""&gt;&lt;span id="freeText15866572395477065934" style="" class="reviewText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7264008756923140145?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7264008756923140145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7264008756923140145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7264008756923140145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7264008756923140145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/03/whispers-club-215.html' title='Whispers = Club 215'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-6963984227095427094</id><published>2009-03-17T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:29:43.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Bruce is a man that I am very fond of.  He's stocky and balding and his voice  is gruff like the Cookie Monster.  I love his story, and he said I could use it,  but it's such a bittersweet tale that I cant seem to bring myself to write it.   It's what happens to my fictional cop and it's harsh, oh it's harsh as all  hell.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But then Bruce walks up all smiling and wearing a newsboy cap and all this  green and plaid and he has a plastic green necklace and he says "Top of the  morning to you," half jokingly as he throws a piece of trash into the trash  barrel outside of David's bins and I wonder why I cant just get the fuck over it  already and write the next part of the story.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm knitting less but I'm writing more.  That is to say that I've got my  young adult novel in the process of being rewritten from the pale and dry crap  that it was and I've been taking a lot of notes in my journal.  I've also  decided that my journal is too hard to go back and sift through for notes so  I've ordered a stack of Moleskines and I've bought an expensive pen to use in  them so that each book has its own journal full of notes.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Five books you may or may not know about:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A Powdery Tattoo- young adult novel largely inspired by Victor back before he  was a big fat asshole, also pertains to the weirdness that it was to be in high  school just a year after Columbine.  Okay for adults to read it's just that  there aren't any sex scenes or heavy swear words.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Social Butterfly- Bombshell II which follows the story of another stripper  who is largely based on Mustang Sally, broken English included.  It's a year  later so the lives of the characters from Bombshell have changed for worse or  for better, plus gaps from Bombshell get filled in quite nicely.  Not to mention  lots and lots of cop stories.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Chelsea's Demon- Bombshell III which is 20 years in the future and follows  these new characters with the aging original characters in tow...you might be  able to figure out what I mean by that but I don't want to spoil Bombshell for  those who haven't read it yet.  The style is different but the details are  pretty rich, and this is the one that's written 3/4 of the way through the  story, nosing right up to the edge of this dramatic event but I cant quite push  it over yet.  Nobody dies, but...when you read it, you'll shit bricks.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Girls Are Pretty- Another high school story but this will not be appropriate  for children.  This is based on my senior year in band when we had this new  teacher who sexually harassed and manipulated me and several other girls.  Of  course some of them liked it.  It takes place in the semi fictional Mystic Lake,  Ca, which is a real lake but not a real city.  It's basically a big mud puddle  that is now drying up because of the drought over in Moreno Valley.  Regardless,  there's a lot of sex and drama in this book, like teacher student sex, and  somebody dies so that's good.  I'm not really clear how all this is going to go  yet.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Fool on the Hill-  Golden Dawn II, which is 15 years after the first book  ended.  Think about the word "malingerer" and decide if it makes sense to you,  then go back and read Golden Dawn again.  There's going to be a lot of backstory  involving the Kade family, specifically one elder who was only briefly mentioned  in the first novel.  Oh and that whole idea behind the word "malingerer," just  throw it out the window because you're probably wrong anyway.  Oh yeah, and  where's Dani?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;These five stories in my head that are either partially on paper, only in  note form, or not even really doing anything yet, but they're swirling around up  there.  And for some reason when I look into the beedie little eyes of a poppet  I'm inspired to check out these new worlds.  I cant help it, but it's true.   They've somehow become an aid to my writing, sort of like how people who work in  cubes have those metal balls suspended by strings that swing back and forth on  their desks, and like Dilbert comics and such.  So does the feel of ink on paper  kind of inspire me, with these really nice journals I'm getting and my pen from  the scrapbooking store, all acid free and fancy.  My current journal is just in  whatever ink I could find at the time some idea struck me.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And there is an extra one so that David can journal his beer recipes and  paste the labels from the ones that he's tried and liked.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Bruce tells me for the third time the story about the time he sold a cobra to  a guy when he was under cover, then turned the guy around and slapped the cuffs  on him.  And I never get tired of hearing that story.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just need to tell my story now.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-6963984227095427094?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/6963984227095427094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=6963984227095427094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6963984227095427094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6963984227095427094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/03/paper-pages.html' title='Paper Pages'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4866559444105318548</id><published>2009-03-10T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:07:13.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Few Paragraphs Of "A Powdery Tattoo"</title><content type='html'>Just for fun, here's the opening to A Powdery Tattoo, a Young Adult novel I am polishing up at the moment.  This is raw and unedited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;It’s not like it’s hard to get from my house to my school in the mornings, it’s a simple point A to point B bike ride.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s hard to get lost when you only have one left turn and then a long straight line down the boulevard, I’m not saying that I can’t do it, or that I don’t do it most mornings.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just that if it were a job with a paycheck, the paved road beneath me with the empty fields full of dry brush and the rounded tops of Crafton Hills, the churches and parking lots would all just be a part of society that I belonged in and could relate to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The little fast food restaurants, the drug stores, those ugly little box houses that they mowed down several hundred acres of orange trees to make room for.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;But I’m 16.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t have a job, except that school is my job.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The gas station and the car wash and all the traffic whizzing past me is all part of my path to something that I don’t particularly like to end up at when I’ve completed my regular morning journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s not like it’s hard to get lost going from point A to point B, but let’s just say that I occasionally get distracted and miss first and second period to go sit and be by myself at the park.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;The dry cleaner’s, the grocery store.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I have no defense, really, because I should be in school and I should be making things a little easier on Gran.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How I hate upsetting Gran.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4866559444105318548?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4866559444105318548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4866559444105318548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4866559444105318548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4866559444105318548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-few-paragraphs-of-powdery-tattoo.html' title='First Few Paragraphs Of &quot;A Powdery Tattoo&quot;'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5950957059676181837</id><published>2009-02-24T14:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:44:14.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell For $5</title><content type='html'>I have six copies of Bombshell which have defective covers as seen in this photograph: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 228px;" alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3292746639_3c14203767.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3645/3292746639_3c14203767.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There was a problem at the printer and these books came out with no front cover picture, however all of the pages are correct and intact, so it is perfectly readable.  I am selling these copies for $5 each to anyone who wants them, and I will sign them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested please contact me at TeamTerwilliger at Gmail dot Com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5950957059676181837?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5950957059676181837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5950957059676181837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5950957059676181837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5950957059676181837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/bombshell-for-5.html' title='Bombshell For $5'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8543395255231590539</id><published>2009-02-18T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:56:22.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Paragraph</title><content type='html'>I received an email from someone who is reading &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/4047902"&gt;Bombshell&lt;/a&gt; at the moment with the subject line "This is my paragraph."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasted into the email is a paragraph from the book: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;“The first time I ever saw a dead baby it was a SIDS call. I’ll tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;you, I cried for three hours straight that night when I got home. They do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;everything they can to desensitize you in the academy, but it’s not all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;guns and donut shops like they make it seem on TV. Then these god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;damned kids, and not just the teenagers, but little 10 year olds, they’ll call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;you a pig and say ‘I smell bacon’ but when a man breaks into their home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;and steals their X-Box, who will they call? That stuff rolls off your back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;but it’s really thankless, Marina. And you know what? I can’t see myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;doing anything else, ever. It’s all I ever wanted to do, since I was little I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Garamond;"&gt;knew that this was where I belonged.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied, "Tell me why this struck you."  She said, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It’s how I feel about the job my parents do and that I once did. It explains it to a T. The way you’re taught not to care about anything except protecting, serving and solving the case. But no human can go into a home where a baby has died and not feel emotion. No person likes being ridiculed only to have to help the backstabber in their time of need."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love writing things that people can relate to so strongly.  And it makes me happy to see that she completely got the point.  It made my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there is an interview posted &lt;a href="http://askwendy.wordpress.com/2009/02/16/10-questions-forbombshell-author-jessie-terwilliger/"&gt;over here&lt;/a&gt; that you should really look at.  I discuss both books and my writing process and such, it's pretty interesting.  Have a look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8543395255231590539?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8543395255231590539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8543395255231590539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8543395255231590539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8543395255231590539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-my-paragraph.html' title='This Is My Paragraph'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4145024400201523382</id><published>2009-02-14T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:45:33.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day!</title><content type='html'>Hey, whatever this holiday means to you, the signs of love are everywhere.  Literally.  The Wal Marts are filled with puffy pink heart balloons and little old men wander around the flower displays confused and frightened because the selection has been picked dry, while younger gents seem to head for the largest stuffed teddy bear they can find.  Oh what a day to be alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I aren't doing much, in fact we never really do anything for this "holiday."  I used to go all out with my ex boyfriend in high school and even made him a realistic message in a bottle, which was a poem written on some paper that I crumbled up and rubbed in the dirt, I even singed the edges for added effect and filled the bottle with dried rose petals.  He didn't appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I are giving the gift of ukulele's to each other and we will be dining on filet mignon that I got for $7.99 a pound.  Then there's some stuff that I can't tell you about here that will happen later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I don't always leave out the good parts.  If you want sex scenes &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/4047902"&gt;Bombshell's&lt;/a&gt; got them, so grab a copy and get your fix there.  The best one I think starts on page 137.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy love day, let me know in the comments section what you're doing!  And if it stays blank, I know exactly what you all are doing and why you're too busy to come by and comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4145024400201523382?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4145024400201523382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4145024400201523382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4145024400201523382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4145024400201523382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-3193329973863705416</id><published>2009-02-12T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:17:54.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q and A With Jessie Terwilliger</title><content type='html'>There's now a &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/14356.Q_A_with_Jessie_Terwilliger"&gt;Goodreads discussion group&lt;/a&gt; where I am answering any and all questions about both Bombshell and Golden Dawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have not yet joined Goodreads.com I highly suggest that you do.  It is a wonderful site for finding new things to read and organizing your books.  This is my new Myspace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you haven't gotten a copy of Bombshell yet, look in the sidebar here for the Buy It Now from Lulu button.  Furthermore, both Bombshell and Golden Dawn are being offered directly from me autographed and signed with free shipping.  It's all in the sidebar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to figure out some kind of gathering that can happen soon, I don't know when, I don't know where, but we will gather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who came by and left nice comments or dropped me nice emails, they help me to keep going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-3193329973863705416?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/3193329973863705416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=3193329973863705416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3193329973863705416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3193329973863705416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/q-and-with-jessie-terwilliger.html' title='Q and A With Jessie Terwilliger'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-546561581641417434</id><published>2009-02-11T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:04:03.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell:  Now Available At Lulu.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2863640566_f8d85f87f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 233px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2863640566_f8d85f87f1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bombshell is &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/4047902"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;on sale now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank every one of my visitors today for stopping by, from those who have stuck with me through the years to my new friends from Goodreads and all of the other weird little corners of the internet that I hang out on.  Please let me know you were here today in the comments section, even if you do not purchase a copy.  I will be answering all comments, so feel free to throw any questions you may have my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the first person to post their Lulu order number in the comments section will receive a personalized signed copy of Golden Dawn from me, so hurry up and post it!  If I get a lot of order numbers posted, I may do drawings for more, so the more participation from you guys the better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my friends in other countries who are choosing to wait until the Amazon release to get a better deal on shipping, don't forget to say hello as well.  Be a part of the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now, a behind the scenes look at Bombshell.  Tell me if you make it all the way through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-79de2878851759f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D79de2878851759f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170581%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75FF053C58D234C41F077D294CC12600FDCC9B8.11458D0CCA439F326133EADA6285CF2AD0C8BE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D79de2878851759f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKwtw9W0n7FmFj0jrxATE3IBfzUw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D79de2878851759f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330170581%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75FF053C58D234C41F077D294CC12600FDCC9B8.11458D0CCA439F326133EADA6285CF2AD0C8BE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D79de2878851759f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKwtw9W0n7FmFj0jrxATE3IBfzUw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to everyone from the bottom of my heart, I couldn't have done this without your encouragement and support.  Don't forget to leave ratings and reviews on your favorite reading sites, and let me know if you blog about it or Twitter it or mention it anywhere else, it helps to promote the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-546561581641417434?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=79de2878851759f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/546561581641417434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=546561581641417434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/546561581641417434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/546561581641417434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/bombshell-now-available-at-lulucom.html' title='Bombshell:  Now Available At Lulu.com'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2863640566_f8d85f87f1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4509232034630551073</id><published>2009-02-09T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:23:33.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party On The Internet!</title><content type='html'>The release of Bombshell Wednesday morning at 12:01 Pacific time is going to be centralized right here.  You'll not only be given the link to where you can buy your copy of Bombshell, but you'll be treated to a video of me talking about the book "behind the scenes" style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about staying up late, the party is going on all day long!  The beauty of the internet is that you can be fashionably late by several hours and time zones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the first person who can show me their Lulu order number proving that they bought Bombshell will be given an autographed copy of The Fight for Golden Dawn.  If you already own the book, you'll get a $20 Amazon gift certificate instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just to let you know, I am also now selling autographed copies of Golden Dawn directly from my home through PayPal with free shipping.  Click over on the sidebar for details.  Autographed Bombshells to follow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be more prizes added on a whim depending on the level of interaction I get from the visitors here, so do be sure to comment and be social, let me know if you came by, if you purchased the book, or if you're waiting for the Amazon release to get cheaper shipping (which I completely understand.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an online book release party and everyone's invited!  So don't forget to stop by and say hello!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4509232034630551073?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4509232034630551073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4509232034630551073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4509232034630551073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4509232034630551073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/party-on-internet.html' title='Party On The Internet!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-9008186007262838070</id><published>2009-02-06T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:54:03.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl Who Started It All</title><content type='html'>I have dedicated Bombshell to the lovely gal in the boots and fishnets down in front, for she is the inspiration for Marina, and the book as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/19/l_888a740d0ebb47139c3bb531cddfe86b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 738px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/19/l_888a740d0ebb47139c3bb531cddfe86b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-9008186007262838070?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/9008186007262838070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=9008186007262838070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/9008186007262838070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/9008186007262838070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/02/girl-who-started-it-all.html' title='The Girl Who Started It All'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7506097358001080699</id><published>2009-01-31T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:35:32.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Many Lots Of Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;So &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fight-Golden-Dawn-Jessie-Terwilliger/dp/1435718399/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1231981580&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; has suddenly been re-discovered and the reviews are rolling in.  Found this one on Amazon today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I enjoyed this captivating read by Jessie Terwilliger. It was relateable and very interesting, especially for readers very local to the Inland Empire. Many of the landmarks mentioned are indeed real; which makes the novel very believeable, as most of us know of, or actually know children in the "system." I am anticipating the release of Jessie's next novel, with her talent and intellect, I'm sure I'll be just as entertained.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What's interesting about this is that Bombshell also has these local Inland Empire landmarks and such since it takes place in San Bernardino.  So if people are reading from around where my books are being written about, they're certainly appreciating the locality aspect of the books, and that makes me smile.  I write what I know, and the Inland Empire is all I've known for 25 years, so I consider myself to be an expert.  Plus I'm stoked that someone gave me such an awesome review.  Be sure to leave your reviews too, they help to promote the books.  Golden Dawn is also going to be available for the Kindle soon as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bombshell is looking for reviewers.  I will be happy to send e-book versions to those who have blogs or websites.  I will also send hard copies of the book upon request.  I'm very excited because it's coming out in just over a week, and I think everyone is pretty hyped up about it.  I just hope that you find that it lived up to its hype, I mean I personally love it to death.  To describe it in two words I'd just go with "love" and "danger."  Golden Dawn could be described in two words as  "cold" and "violent."  For those who didn't like Golden Dawn, Bombshell will offer something different, and for those who did like Golden Dawn, Bombshell will offer something more.  It's more entertaining than intrusive like Golden Dawn was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to warn those who live outside the US that the shipping rates that my publisher offers are what you might consider outrageous, and I don't blame you.  Not to worry, because the book will be available at all major online retailers within six weeks of the release, and you will be notified.  But if you simply cant wait, then go ahead and order it straight from Lulu and check the shipping prices and options.  For those within the US the shipping rates are fairly standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There has been question as to whether I will sell autographed copies directly, and I will be happy to do that if there is interest in it.  If so, please leave a comment below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't forget to add the book to your To Be Read pile on &lt;a href="http://goodreads.com"&gt;Goodreads.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think that's it for tonight.  I'll let you know if anything else comes up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7506097358001080699?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7506097358001080699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7506097358001080699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7506097358001080699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7506097358001080699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-many-lots-of-things.html' title='Very Many Lots Of Things'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-3970998520432294443</id><published>2009-01-25T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:50:01.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Honest Bombshell Review</title><content type='html'>I asked Kay of &lt;a href="http://www.kaysbookshelf.com"&gt;Kay's Bookshelf&lt;/a&gt; to review Bombshell.  I don't know Kay, from IRL or online, but I happened across her great book review site and I liked how well worded her reviews were, like she's talking to you and telling you exactly why you should read this book, or why you shouldn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay's review of Bombshell is honest and absolutely on the dot as far as recognizing the symbolism and cliches, even if those cliches were put there on purpose ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay calls it a romance novel, and I've just been calling it general fiction, but she's from the very romantic country of Romania so I have to take her word for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I liked the fact that the book was partially set in a strip club, having strippers as characters, because of the novelty of it (at least for me, I think it's the first such book I've ever read). I have never thought being a stripper was the same as prostitution (nor do I now, of course), and yet the book opened my eyes in a way I couldn't quite put my finger on. I am old fashioned enough to have thought that being a stripper equals lack of morals -- right now I think being a stripper equals lack of opportunities way more (as in the book were quite a few girls, including Marina, who chose this career because they needed the money (Marina to pay her school, her friend Silver to raise her girl) and there was no other way to make them). It all of course gets down to "judge not lest ye be judged", a saying I try to live by, and parts of the book have helped me to do just that.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.kaysbookshelf.com/2009/01/bombshell-jessie-terwilliger.html"&gt;Read the full review&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kaysbookshelf.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-3970998520432294443?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/3970998520432294443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=3970998520432294443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3970998520432294443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3970998520432294443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-honest-bombshell-review.html' title='A Good Honest Bombshell Review'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5462253792991703959</id><published>2009-01-19T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:11:17.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic vs. Traffic Contest</title><content type='html'>Another contest underway!  This is the Traffic vs. Traffic contest and by participating you could win not only an autographed copy of Bombshell, but also a lovely "Bombshell" t-shirt made with &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Swarovksi crystals from &lt;a href="http://www.justjen.com/"&gt;Just Jen&lt;/a&gt;.  From the Just Jen website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.justjen.com/image/tshirt-bombshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.justjen.com/image/tshirt-bombshell.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;You                            don't have to be a blond to be a bombshell!                              Our Bombshell t shirt is created with a cursive font                            t0 accentuate all your curves.&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;br /&gt;                          Made with Swarovksi crystal, the only crystal with 14                            perfectly cut facets for the greatest sparkle. Select                            your crystal color.&lt;/span&gt;                          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;100% cotton, made in                            USA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will have choice of both shirt color and crystal color (but may I recommend a black shirt with hot pink crystals for the full Jessie Terwilliger's Bombshell effect?)  You may also choose your style and size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you win this fabulous shirt to wear while reading this fabulous book?  You have two options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you have a website or blog, link to Jessie-Terwilliger.com and send as many people as you can over here.  The traffic will be recorded through Statcounter.com, and I will see each hit that comes in from your URL.  The person with the most amount of hits coming from their site to mine will win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you do NOT have a website or blog or you feel like this is a better option, direct some ACTUAL traffic to my site, and by that I mean cars, pedestrians, etc.  How do you do that?  Signs.  The idea is to create a series of thought provoking signs along a stretch of road (be sure that you follow your city's laws in regards to putting up sign advertisements and that you don't upset your neighbors.)  The first sign could say, "She wants to quit dancing."  The second one, a few telephone poles or trees down could then say, "He wants to help her."  After that, a sign that says "But can he be trusted?" with one final sign after that with the website's URL (Jessie-Terwilliger.com.)  I want you to be as creative as possible, posting the signs in the most unique AND LEGAL place (nudist bridge?  Heavily frequented park?  In the same neighborhood as a strip club?) and send in a picture.  Alternatively, you can order a free car magnet from &lt;a href="http://vistaprint.com"&gt;VistaPrint.com&lt;/a&gt; for your vehicle if you have a daily commute or if your city has laws against signs.  Pictures can be emailed to TeamTerwilliger At Gmail Dot Com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Keep it safe and keep it legal.  You have until February 1st.  Go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5462253792991703959?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5462253792991703959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5462253792991703959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5462253792991703959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5462253792991703959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/traffic-vs-traffic-contest.html' title='Traffic vs. Traffic Contest'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-10072085556953955</id><published>2009-01-17T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T08:37:15.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell Winners Announced</title><content type='html'>This was a tough call as I only got a handful of entries, but I have decided two winners on a whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs. Flax and Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I still want to thank everyone for participating, and don't fret because there are sure to be some more chances to win coming soon, and more prizes are going to be added such as swarovski crystal Bombshell shirts, bookmarks, and the like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you would like to know my answers?  All right, here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the worst thing you have ever done for money (worked at Burger King? Dug through elephant poo? Sold your body? Think hard.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I had to think about this one.  Was it the few months I spent as a housekeeper for a mad Russian doctor who lived in a mansion full of bedrooms that were larger than my apartment?  Hmm...no, because I learned a lot from that experience and it may end up as a side plot of a book someday.  No, the worst thing I ever did for money was work for Hickory Farms, or as I refer to it, Hickory Hell.  You know, those cute people wearing blue aprons in the mall who sell cheese and beef sticks.  Yes, that.  The job sucked because of the sample giving.  You had to approach random people throughout the mall and go "Want to try some beef stick?"  People would shout at me that my shit was overpriced, or that it was sad that we couldn't even give it away.  I got in a fight with a lass on my last day because she got all up in my face and was quite upset that I offered her my beef.  She was vegan.  How could I have known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is exotic dancing/stripping akin to prostitution?  Why?  Site your sources if any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;No.  Prostitution is selling sex.  Exotic dancing is dancing exotically and sometimes intoxicated, depending on the club.  There is a very big difference.  If a dancer sells sex, she is a prostitute, but the girl next to her who does not sell sex is not a prostitute by proxy.  See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the person you loved absolutely hated you, would you shorten their life by 10 years if it meant that they would love you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;No, I just couldn't see myself doing that to someone.  Witchcraft maybe, but not shortening someone's life.  I can still love a person even if it isnt reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your city decided to put in a strip club, or for those whose cities already have them decided to close the strip club(s,) write your argument to your city for or against the placement/removal of this club. If you cannot include your town name, just call it "Small Town" or "Big City" accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Dear Beaumont, Ca,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we don't get a strip club, we won't know what to do with our loitering teenagers when they come of age.  Also it might keep more idiots off the road during normal driving hours.  If we could keep everyone contained inside of a building full of naked girls for just a few hours a day, Beaumont would thrive.  The lines at Wal Mart would be insignificant.  Either strip club or bowling alley, whatever you think might be best.  We just need something to do here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you read an article about a female stripper being raped, beaten, murdered, etc. do you feel that she was asking for it with the type of job that she had? Should she have assumed the risk? Did she get herself into this mess by doing the work that she did?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;No, I feel really bad for girls who get hurt doing this job.  People need money, for some this is the way to get it, and they shouldn't be punished because of it.  Nobody "asks" for it, but there are times when people need to be smarter about their decisions.  Don't tell people your name or where you live, or add them on Myspace, just don't do it!  Be smart about this stuff!  Your life could be at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BONUS ROUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a stripper, what would be your stage name and what song would you dance to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be Henrietta Pussycat.  Do you love it?  A throwback to your childhood AND it sounds dirty.  I would dance to "Lullaby" by The Cure.  I could get my hips going to that song, I could I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing along, I'll let you know when the next chance to win is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-10072085556953955?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/10072085556953955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=10072085556953955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/10072085556953955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/10072085556953955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bombshell-winners-announced.html' title='Bombshell Winners Announced'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7379733974180760735</id><published>2009-01-13T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:58:20.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win An Advance Copy Of Bombshell</title><content type='html'>So you want to win an autographed copy of Bombshell before it's available to everyone else?  I don't blame you, it's a damn fine book.  You won't read another book like this, especially not for free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules of the game are simple.  You will answer the following questions either down below in the comments, via email (teamterwilliger at gmail dot com) or on your blog, which you will have to leave a link to the entry in the comments or via email so I can come read them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no set amount of winners and winners will be chosen on a whim.  I alone will be judging them based on how well I feel that the questions were answered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a catch.  If you win a copy, you must promise to do a review either on your blog (if you have one) or on Goodreads.com, plus you will be asked to leave the review on the sites that sell the book (Lulu, Amazon, Barnes&amp;amp;Noble, etc.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contest ends 1/16/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the questions.  Answer as thoroughly as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the worst thing you have ever done for money (worked at Burger King?  Dug through elephant poo?  Sold your body?  Think hard.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is exotic dancing/stripping akin to prostitution?  Why?  Site your sources if any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the person you loved absolutely hated you, would you shorten their life by 10 years if it meant that they would love you back? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your city decided to put in a strip club, or for those whose cities already have them decided to close the strip club(s,) write your argument to your city for or against the placement/removal of this club.  If you cannot include your town name, just call it "Small Town" or "Big City" accordingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you read an article about a female stripper being raped, beaten, murdered, etc. do you feel that she was asking for it with the type of job that she had?  Should she have assumed the risk?  Did she get herself into this mess by doing the work that she did?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BONUS ROUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a stripper, what would be your stage name and what song would you dance to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7379733974180760735?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7379733974180760735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7379733974180760735' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7379733974180760735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7379733974180760735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/win-advance-copy-of-bombshell.html' title='Win An Advance Copy Of Bombshell'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-338283944288583714</id><published>2009-01-10T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:40:20.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BART Shooting</title><content type='html'>This is somewhat on topic, about as much as the last post was as it deals closely with a side storyline within Bombshell:  accidental police shootings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, accidental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to respond to what I thought of the videos by a reader.  I watched the different videos of the event from all the different angles, and based on the reaction of the officers it was clearly an accident.  After the shot is fired, they stand up, all three put their hands on their head, an indication of panic and worry in body language.  The officer who fired the shot and another officer stare at each other for a few seconds, and then they go to turn the man over to check for signs of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it a tragedy?  Yes.  Was it brutality?  Think again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just judging on the reactions of the officers right when it happened, and the fact that the man resigned right afterwards sends a clear message that he knows that he messed up.  They say that he was going for his taser, which in some agencies is kept on their gun holster in like an extension part.  In a struggle to keep this guy still and everything that is going on, it can and did happen.  Accidents happen.  There is no way that any police officer could honestly pin someone down and murder them in cold blood in front of a train full of witnesses and two other officers right there.  That was not adrenaline, abuse of power, that was clearly every officer's worst nightmare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not to say that it hasn't happened before that way.  I can't seem to remember where this was exactly so I can't google for the articles on it, but here in the Inland Empire where I live out toward Rialto or Colton there was an officer who had a Marine on the ground.  The Marine was following orders and being submissive, but he asked if he could get up off the ground.  The officer instructed him to get up, and then shot him twice.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twice&lt;/span&gt;.  He tried to claim that the man was reaching for a gun, but when that story didn't pan out he claimed that the gun went off accidentally.  That man now sits in jail, because it's clear what really happened there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we prevent something like this from happening again?  Petition all agencies to train their officers to carry their tasers on the opposite side of the gun, backwards in a holster so that the officer can reach across their body with their dominant hand to draw the weapon.  I actually know of an officer who refuses to carry a taser for this among many other reasons, including the fact that he doesn't want to accidentally tase himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also prevent it by not resisting the police.  That's a thought, eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just seems to me that any time someone dies at the hands of the police it becomes a huge controversy, be it the 13 year old boy who drove a car into a group of LAPD officers or the 18 month old who was being used as a human shield by her father as he shot at the SWAT team, it will always be controversial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't that great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A police officer can't kill a person, accidentally, justifiably, or on purpose, without it being looked into.  The checks and balances exist, people.  They do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-338283944288583714?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/338283944288583714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=338283944288583714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/338283944288583714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/338283944288583714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bart-shooting.html' title='The BART Shooting'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-469379900156421359</id><published>2009-01-08T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:54:51.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cop Stories</title><content type='html'>It's been sort of interesting collecting all of these stories for Bombshell.  I was told that I made a huge mistake in referring to Graham Green as "Officer," as he works for the Sheriff's department and is therefore called "Deputy."  I've been given information about procedures, academy, calls, and they all come with stories of course which I sprinkled into Bombshell and have been using in books two and three of the series.  Some stories are incredibly funny, ironic, or just something that struck me as something to write about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking through an online friend's Myspace photo album of her infant son who died of sids, it reminded me of the gentle officer who told me that his first SIDS call made him cry for three hours after he got home.  He said the emotion of it all, the screaming mother, the grief-stricken father, it just hit him like a ton of bricks that sent him into uncontrollable sobbing.  Of course he remained professional on the job, but once the uniform was off it all caught up to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day they are still human beings.  I tried very hard to convey that with my characters.  Not only with the cop, but with the stripper.  Strippers aren't sex-hungry devil women (or men.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's kind of a blanket statement but so is saying that all cops are callous assholes.  They're not.  I've met a few who have told me stories that suggest otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought I was having, is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-469379900156421359?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/469379900156421359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=469379900156421359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/469379900156421359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/469379900156421359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/cop-stories.html' title='Cop Stories'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-3279834582567089777</id><published>2009-01-07T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T10:54:04.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell On Goodreads!</title><content type='html'>Add it to your To Be Read piles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6076942.Bombshell?utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=blog_book"&gt;Bombshell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6076942.Bombshell?utm_medium=api&amp;amp;utm_source=blog_book"&gt;&lt;img alt="Bombshell" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1231353804l/6076942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-3279834582567089777?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/3279834582567089777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=3279834582567089777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3279834582567089777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/3279834582567089777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bombshell-on-goodreads.html' title='Bombshell On Goodreads!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4100982858836245111</id><published>2009-01-03T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:59:19.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Bring The Smokes, I'll Bring The Beer</title><content type='html'>...though I will probably just watch you partake in those things, they're not really my style.  Anyway, Bombshell is still scheduled to come out on the 11th of February, despite some drama regarding the funding and the manuscript being stuck in Oregon for a while due to Snowmageddon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling that a complete deconstruction isn't necessary on the final edit after all.  I will keep what I have, but I will do a lot of fixing and adding, mostly adding because now I've really been through some situations that give me insight.  Someone who one of the characters is loosely based off of died in real life, and I believe that it will put one of the characters in a more awkward position than it originally had.  And dealing with loss, well...I haven't really dealt with loss since the situations surrounding Golden Dawn's theme, but now I have, and I think it will help the story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my editors did make the remark that I'm not very good at writing about feelings, but I think the past few weeks have helped me to actually experience some.  Not that my life is always perfect but I'm mostly carefree and not too stressed so these things have given me something to think about and learn from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been writing because I've been waiting to redo Bombshell, though I have been itching to work on a few other stories.  But I know if I start them I'll only be distracted when my manuscript gets here, so I've been knitting instead.  I'm promising to knit 25 scarves this year because I turned 25 and I have oodles and oodles of time on my hands now that my husband is leaving for CHP academy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when all this is done, let's celebrate somehow, hey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4100982858836245111?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4100982858836245111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4100982858836245111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4100982858836245111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4100982858836245111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-bring-smokes-ill-bring-beer.html' title='You Bring The Smokes, I&apos;ll Bring The Beer'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8498268923767682858</id><published>2008-12-26T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:32:16.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina And Graham Answer A Meme</title><content type='html'>What better way to get to know the characters from Bombshell than to have them answer one of those long drawn out surveys full of pointless questions?  Marina and Graham are going to give us their best, sometimes conflicting answers.  Extra points if you make it to the end.  Extra extra points if you ask more questions in the comments section. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt; Do you sleep&lt;wbr&gt;​ with your close&lt;wbr&gt;​t doors&lt;wbr&gt;​ open or close&lt;wbr&gt;​d?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  It doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Closed, only because I like order in my home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt; Do you take the shamp&lt;wbr&gt;​oos and condi&lt;wbr&gt;​tione&lt;wbr&gt;​r bottl&lt;wbr&gt;​es from hotel&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I do, but not to take whore-baths with.  I keep them in my drawers as mementos of where I have been. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  And do what with them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt; Do you sleep&lt;wbr&gt;​ with your sheet&lt;wbr&gt;​s tucke&lt;wbr&gt;​d in or out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Depen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ds on if I make my bed or not. . . somet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imes I'm just to tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  In.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever stole&lt;wbr&gt;​n a stree&lt;wbr&gt;​t sign befor&lt;wbr&gt;​e?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Once when I was young I stole a stop sign with my dad to put on my wall, but that's it. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I would never do that, but I was partially persuaded to buy my cabin because of the fact that the street name it is on is Lovers Lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt; Do you like to use post-&lt;wbr&gt;​it notes&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Not really?  I don't know, if they're there?&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  They're handy, I mean you always need something to write on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt; Do you cut out coupo&lt;wbr&gt;​ns but then never&lt;wbr&gt;​ use them?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I don't get the paper or anything, so no. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't have time, and I usually only shop for a few things at a time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt; Would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you rathe&lt;wbr&gt;​r be attac&lt;wbr&gt;​ked by a big bear or a swarm&lt;wbr&gt;​ of a bees?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Can I choose neither? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham:  I think I'd rather deal with the bear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt; Do you have freck&lt;wbr&gt;​les?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Incredibly faint ones, and they're usually covered by makeup. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  A few random ones but somehow I avoided getting them for the most part.  I'm quite fair skinned so I am an advocate for sunscreen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt; Do you alway&lt;wbr&gt;​s smile&lt;wbr&gt;​ for pictu&lt;wbr&gt;​res?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I pose, if that counts.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Not when I'm in uniform.  Otherwise, I usually do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt; What is your bigge&lt;wbr&gt;​st pet peeve&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Guys who come into the club and act like they own me.  One lap dance does not constitute ownership, and don't fucking touch me. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  People who cant seem to get their lives together, people who have no respect for authority, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt; Do you ever count&lt;wbr&gt;​ your steps&lt;wbr&gt;​ when you walk?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I just try not to fall over when I'm walking in nine inch heels and slightly intoxicated. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I've never heard of anyone doing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever peed in the woods&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Maybe when I was camping. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I live in the woods, so technically yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;br /&gt; What about&lt;wbr&gt;​ poope&lt;wbr&gt;​d in the woods&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Girls don't poop. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  See above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;br /&gt; Do you ever dance&lt;wbr&gt;​ even if there&lt;wbr&gt;​s no music&lt;wbr&gt;​ playi&lt;wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  There's always music playing. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I'm not much of a dancer, I only do it when I'm trying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt; Do you chew your pens and penci&lt;wbr&gt;​ls?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  When I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  No way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;br /&gt; How many peopl&lt;wbr&gt;​e have you slept&lt;wbr&gt;​ with this week?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  None by my count.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It's been a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;br /&gt; What size is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  It's a really old and uncomfortable futon. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  A very lonely queen size. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;br /&gt; What is your Song of the week?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  "It's My Life" by Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  "Love Comes Walking In" by Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.&lt;br /&gt; Is it okay for guys to wear pink?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  It's kind of gay but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I see no problem with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;br /&gt; Do you still&lt;wbr&gt;​ watch&lt;wbr&gt;​ carto&lt;wbr&gt;​ons?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Simpsons, Family Guy, those kinds anyway. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't own a television. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt; Whats&lt;wbr&gt;​ your least&lt;wbr&gt;​ favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite movie&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Showgirls&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't know, I think I was bored to tears over some awful movie called Iris once.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;br /&gt; Where&lt;wbr&gt;​ would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you bury hidde&lt;wbr&gt;​n treas&lt;wbr&gt;​ure if you had some?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Like I'd tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Somewhere in the woods, logically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.&lt;br /&gt; What do you drink&lt;wbr&gt;​ with dinne&lt;wbr&gt;​r?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Cherry Coke with extra cherries if I'm eating at the club.  Regular diet coke usually other times. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Water with lemon or Coke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.&lt;br /&gt; What do you dip a chick&lt;wbr&gt;​en nugge&lt;wbr&gt;​t in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Ketchup&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Sweet Baby Ray's if I have it on hand, but any BBQ sauce will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.&lt;br /&gt; What is your favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite food?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Anything spicy&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Anything portable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.&lt;br /&gt; What movie&lt;wbr&gt;​s could&lt;wbr&gt;​ you watch&lt;wbr&gt;​ over and over and still&lt;wbr&gt;​ love?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Scarface, that would never ever get old.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  This is embarrassing, but Super Troopers, hands down.  I still laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.&lt;br /&gt; Last perso&lt;wbr&gt;​n you kisse&lt;wbr&gt;​d/​kisse&lt;wbr&gt;​d you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Some asshole at the club tried, but I clocked him with my shoe. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It's been a long, long time.  My high school girlfriend I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.&lt;br /&gt; Were you ever a boy/​girl scout&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I don't think my parents could have afforded it if I wanted to. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I was a cub scout, but I got out of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.&lt;br /&gt; Would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you ever strip&lt;wbr&gt;​ or pose nude in a magaz&lt;wbr&gt;​ine?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Actually if it weren't for the fact that I'm trying to start a law enforcement career I would love to be a model.  Nudity wouldn't/doesn't bother me. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't think anyone would want to see that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.&lt;br /&gt; When was the last time you wrote&lt;wbr&gt;​ a lette&lt;wbr&gt;​r to someo&lt;wbr&gt;​ne on paper&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  God, I cant remember. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It frequently happens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.&lt;br /&gt; Can you chang&lt;wbr&gt;​e the oil on a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Too messy, I don't do mess. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It's one of the only things that I can do on a car besides replace a few hoses.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.&lt;br /&gt; Ever gotte&lt;wbr&gt;​n a speed&lt;wbr&gt;​ing ticke&lt;wbr&gt;​t?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Never been caught. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I'm the guy writing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.&lt;br /&gt; Ran out of gas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Once, I used to drive a Bronco. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Almost, but not quite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.&lt;br /&gt; Favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite kind of sandw&lt;wbr&gt;​ich?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  There's something nostalgic about PB and J. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Any sandwich is a good sandwich. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 Best thing&lt;wbr&gt;​ to eat for break&lt;wbr&gt;​fast?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Glass of OJ&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Eggs and bacon, naturally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.&lt;br /&gt; What is your usual&lt;wbr&gt;​ bedti&lt;wbr&gt;​me?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  3:00 AM, sometimes 4:00&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It changes depending on my shift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.&lt;br /&gt; Are you lazy?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I suppose in a way.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I tend not to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.&lt;br /&gt; When you were a kid, what did you dress&lt;wbr&gt;​ up as for Hallo&lt;wbr&gt;​ween?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Dead things.  Always.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Ninjas or Ninja Turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.&lt;br /&gt; What is your Chine&lt;wbr&gt;​se astro&lt;wbr&gt;​logic&lt;wbr&gt;​al sign?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Boar&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Boar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.&lt;br /&gt; How many langu&lt;wbr&gt;​ages can you speak&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Just one. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  English and Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.&lt;br /&gt; Do you have any magaz&lt;wbr&gt;​ine subsc&lt;wbr&gt;​ripti&lt;wbr&gt;​ons?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I don't really have time to read them if I did. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Just catalogs, Quartermaster is usually good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.​.&lt;br /&gt;​Which&lt;wbr&gt;​ are bette&lt;wbr&gt;​r legos&lt;wbr&gt;​ or linco&lt;wbr&gt;​ln logs?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Lincoln Logs&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Legos are better and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.&lt;br /&gt; Are you stubb&lt;wbr&gt;​orn?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  TOO stubborn. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I'd like to add "stubborn people" to my list of pet peeves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Who is bette&lt;wbr&gt;​r.​.​.&lt;br /&gt;​Leno or Lette&lt;wbr&gt;​rman?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I get home too late to watch them. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't watch TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.&lt;br /&gt; Ever watch&lt;wbr&gt;​ soap opera&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Occasionally when I'm sick. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Again, no TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.&lt;br /&gt; Afrai&lt;wbr&gt;​d of heigh&lt;wbr&gt;​ts?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Yes, sort of, which is why I'm short. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Nah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.&lt;br /&gt; Sing in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Always&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.&lt;br /&gt; Dance&lt;wbr&gt;​ in the showe&lt;wbr&gt;​r?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I'd slip and break my neck for sure. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't recall ever doing that, no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.&lt;br /&gt; Dance&lt;wbr&gt;​ in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Now that's just dangerous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.&lt;br /&gt; Ever used a gun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Sure I have, my dad used to take me out to the canyons to go shooting. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Plenty of times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.&lt;br /&gt; Last time you got a portr&lt;wbr&gt;​ait taken&lt;wbr&gt;​ by a photo&lt;wbr&gt;​graph&lt;wbr&gt;​er?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  When I went to this adult movie production company and I filled out an application.  I don't want to talk about that right now though. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I was in the paper not too long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.&lt;br /&gt; Do you think&lt;wbr&gt;​ music&lt;wbr&gt;​als are chees&lt;wbr&gt;​y?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  The trick is to find the ones that don't suck. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't really watch them at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.&lt;br /&gt; Is Chris&lt;wbr&gt;​tmas stres&lt;wbr&gt;​sful?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  It is when you're broke. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It's more lonely than stressful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.&lt;br /&gt; Ever eat a piero&lt;wbr&gt;​gi?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I'll get back to you when I do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.&lt;br /&gt; Favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite type of fruit&lt;wbr&gt;​ pie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Lemon&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Dutch apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.&lt;br /&gt; Occup&lt;wbr&gt;​ation&lt;wbr&gt;​s you wante&lt;wbr&gt;​d to be when you were a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Vet, marin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e biolo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Cop, video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; game desig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ner, X-men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.&lt;br /&gt; Do you belie&lt;wbr&gt;​ve in ghost&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't think about it much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.&lt;br /&gt; Ever have a Deja-&lt;wbr&gt;​vu feeli&lt;wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  All the time&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  If I do I never pay attention to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.&lt;br /&gt; Take a vitam&lt;wbr&gt;​in daily&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Nope. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.&lt;br /&gt; Wear slipp&lt;wbr&gt;​ers?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Big fat fuzzy ones.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I own a pair, I wear them in the winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.&lt;br /&gt; Wear a bath robe?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  No, just a towel&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.&lt;br /&gt; What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Depends on the night&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Flannel pants and a t-shirt usually.  Or nothing.  There, I said it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.&lt;br /&gt; First&lt;wbr&gt;​ conce&lt;wbr&gt;​rt?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Brittney Spears&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I've never been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64.&lt;br /&gt; Wal-​Mart,&lt;wbr&gt;​ Targe&lt;wbr&gt;​t or Kmart&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Wal Mart&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Whatever's closest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Nike or Adida&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Payless. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't really care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66.&lt;br /&gt; Cheet&lt;wbr&gt;​os Or Frito&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Fritos and bean dip.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Cheetoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67.&lt;br /&gt; Peanu&lt;wbr&gt;​ts or Sunfl&lt;wbr&gt;​ower seeds&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Sunflower seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68.&lt;br /&gt; Ever hear of the group&lt;wbr&gt;​ Tres Bien?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Yes, they're not bad. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Tres no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69.&lt;br /&gt; Ever take dance&lt;wbr&gt;​ lesso&lt;wbr&gt;​ns?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  All throughout childhood. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I was forced to in high school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70.&lt;br /&gt; Is there&lt;wbr&gt;​ a profe&lt;wbr&gt;​ssion&lt;wbr&gt;​ you pictu&lt;wbr&gt;​re your futur&lt;wbr&gt;​e spous&lt;wbr&gt;​e doing&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Hopefully not bullshit mama's boy coin collector&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Whatever she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71.&lt;br /&gt; Can you curl your tongu&lt;wbr&gt;​e?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  *tries* Yep. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Sure can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72.&lt;br /&gt; Ever won a spell&lt;wbr&gt;​ing bee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I cant spell worth shit.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Never been in one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73.&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever cried&lt;wbr&gt;​ becau&lt;wbr&gt;​se you were so happy&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I can only ever remember crying when I was sad&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  The day I got out of academy and knew I had passed, I shed a little tear.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.&lt;br /&gt; Own any recor&lt;wbr&gt;​d album&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  No, my dad does though.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Only MP3's and CD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75.&lt;br /&gt; Own a recor&lt;wbr&gt;​d playe&lt;wbr&gt;​r?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  My DJ career hasn't taken off yet. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76.&lt;br /&gt; Regul&lt;wbr&gt;​arly burn incen&lt;wbr&gt;​se?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  In my room. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't like hippies.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77.&lt;br /&gt; Ever been in love?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  once, but now he's an asshole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham:  A long time ago, but that's over.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78.&lt;br /&gt; Who would&lt;wbr&gt;​ you like to see in conce&lt;wbr&gt;​rt?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Gwen Stefani or Metallica&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I have no real desire to go to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79.&lt;br /&gt; What was the last conce&lt;wbr&gt;​rt you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Brittney&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Again, never been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80.&lt;br /&gt; Hot tea or cold tea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Hot&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Iced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.&lt;br /&gt; Tea or coffe&lt;wbr&gt;​e?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Coffee&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.Sugar&lt;wbr&gt;​ or snick&lt;wbr&gt;​erdoo&lt;wbr&gt;​dles?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Sugar&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Snickerdoodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83.&lt;br /&gt; Can you swim well?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I don't drown&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  28 25 meter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s in 12 minut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es, its decent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84.&lt;br /&gt; Can you hold your breat&lt;wbr&gt;​h witho&lt;wbr&gt;​ut holdi&lt;wbr&gt;​ng your nose?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  If you can't you're a retard. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Underwater? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85.&lt;br /&gt; Are you patie&lt;wbr&gt;​nt?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I'm so NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham:  I am in 93% of situa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.​ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86.&lt;br /&gt; DJ or band,&lt;wbr&gt;​ at a weddi&lt;wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  DJ&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I guess it's up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87.&lt;br /&gt; Ever won a conte&lt;wbr&gt;​st?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Yes but it was wet t-shirt related.  Sorry God.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Graham:  When I was littl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e I won the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Most athle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tic hat award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" befor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e I knew what the word athle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tic meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, and I won the 8th grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; talen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88.&lt;br /&gt; Ever have plast&lt;wbr&gt;​ic surge&lt;wbr&gt;​ry?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I never will&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I don't plan on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89.&lt;br /&gt; Which&lt;wbr&gt;​ are bette&lt;wbr&gt;​r black&lt;wbr&gt;​ or green&lt;wbr&gt;​ olive&lt;wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Black&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Both are good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90.&lt;br /&gt; Can you knit or croch&lt;wbr&gt;​et?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Crochet&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Neither. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91.&lt;br /&gt; Best room for a firep&lt;wbr&gt;​lace?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Every room&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Living room and bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92.&lt;br /&gt; Do you want to get marri&lt;wbr&gt;​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Not right now.&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  I'm sure someday it will happen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.&lt;br /&gt; If marri&lt;wbr&gt;​ed,​ how long have you been marri&lt;wbr&gt;​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I've been engaged for five years. &lt;br /&gt;Graham: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94.&lt;br /&gt; Who was your HS crush&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  A guy named Justin&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Pearla Rossi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95.&lt;br /&gt; Do you cry and throw&lt;wbr&gt;​ a fit until&lt;wbr&gt;​ you get your own way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I dont need to pitch a fit to get my way. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Do I look like I'm five? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96.&lt;br /&gt; Do you have kids?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  No, thank god. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Not yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.&lt;br /&gt; Do you want kids?&lt;wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  I dont know, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  It would be a waste if I wasn't a father.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98.&lt;br /&gt; Whats&lt;wbr&gt;​ your favor&lt;wbr&gt;​ite color&lt;wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Red&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99.&lt;br /&gt; Do you miss anyon&lt;wbr&gt;​e right&lt;wbr&gt;​ now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  Not really&lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Not anyone in particular.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.&lt;br /&gt; How do you feel about plaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marina:  It's all right I guess but should only come in pajama form. &lt;br /&gt;Graham:  Nothing against it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8498268923767682858?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8498268923767682858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8498268923767682858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8498268923767682858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8498268923767682858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/12/marina-and-graham-answer-meme.html' title='Marina And Graham Answer A Meme'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8800878864353594232</id><published>2008-12-24T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T14:30:24.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just In Time For Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/32200.Bombshell_Chapters_8_10"&gt;Chapters 8-10 of Bombshell&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8800878864353594232?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8800878864353594232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8800878864353594232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8800878864353594232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8800878864353594232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-in-time-for-christmas.html' title='Just In Time For Christmas!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7928984363057141030</id><published>2008-12-10T12:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:47:27.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Trailer:  Bombshell by Jessie Terwilliger</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UUsyz8cRKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UUsyz8cRKE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is &lt;a href="http://magnatune.com/artists/albums/fallingyou-touch/"&gt;"The Art of Possession" by Falling You&lt;/a&gt; (Magnatune.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7928984363057141030?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7928984363057141030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7928984363057141030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7928984363057141030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7928984363057141030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-trailer-bombshell-by-jessie.html' title='Book Trailer:  Bombshell by Jessie Terwilliger'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-6273652101345971847</id><published>2008-12-07T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:43:55.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden Dawn Now Available At Amazon And Barnes &amp; Noble</title><content type='html'>Both &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1435718399/ref=cm_cmu_up_thanks_hdr"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/The-Fight-for-Golden-Dawn/Jessie-Terwilliger/e/9781435718395/?itm=1"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt; have The Fight for Golden Dawn in stock.  B&amp;amp;N has a pretty sweet deal price wise, and Amazon offers the free Supersaver shipping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a friend and leave reviews on these sites if you've read the book.  And go to your local Barnes and Noble store and request copies of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, if you haven't read it, order it from one of these fine sites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-6273652101345971847?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/6273652101345971847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=6273652101345971847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6273652101345971847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6273652101345971847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/12/golden-dawn-now-available-at-amazon-and.html' title='Golden Dawn Now Available At Amazon And Barnes &amp; Noble'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8139047626392363382</id><published>2008-11-24T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T09:32:22.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell 2:  Social Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/3031177182_26de0620d6.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3288/3031177182_26de0620d6.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on this for National Novel Writing Month.  Release date TBA.  Bombshell comes out February 11th 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8139047626392363382?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8139047626392363382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8139047626392363382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8139047626392363382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8139047626392363382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/11/bombshell-2-social-butterfly.html' title='Bombshell 2:  Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4841974794925469795</id><published>2008-11-12T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:13:19.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be An Extra In My Novel!</title><content type='html'>I am looking for some people to hang out at my literary strip club in the novel I am working on for &lt;a href="http://nanowrimo.org"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;.  This is a club that used to be dirty but has since been cleaned up and is running as a topless bar with no extra illegal activities going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So patron, tell me about yourself (make it up if you want!)  What are you wearing?  Are you a guy or a girl?  Are you drinking?  Are you buying lap dances?  Are you with a group of friends?  Your spouse?  What are they like?  What are you doing?  Are you sitting quietly in the corner just kind of watching things happen, or have you had too much to drink and now you're trying to get up on the stage? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your character description in the comments section below, and I'll choose my favorites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-4841974794925469795?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/4841974794925469795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=4841974794925469795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4841974794925469795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/4841974794925469795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/11/be-extra-in-my-novel.html' title='Be An Extra In My Novel!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-395174798183619265</id><published>2008-10-18T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T09:11:53.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>Hi!  Sorry I haven't updated much this month but there isn't a whole lot to tell you.  I do want to thank those of you who came to the live reading earlier this month, and I do apologize that I couldn't read for as long as I had planned but things came up.  I did show, and so did you, so I may try to do that again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 31st I will be giving away the last signed copy of Golden Dawn to one of my Goodreads friends, so if you want that person to possibly be you,&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1545209.Jessie_Terwilliger"&gt; go add me as a friend there&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other writing news, I have been writing how-to articles on &lt;a href="http://www.ehow.com/members/teamterwilliger-articles.html"&gt;eHow.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Check them out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombshell will be released in just a short four months, are you ready for it?  I know I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I don't have much else to say, but thank you to everyone who stopped by today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;JT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-395174798183619265?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/395174798183619265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=395174798183619265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/395174798183619265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/395174798183619265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/10/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8268009166708869936</id><published>2008-10-06T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:23:18.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll Be There, Right?</title><content type='html'>Hey, don't forget that I am doing a live reading tonight of &lt;a href="http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/fight-for-golden-dawn.html"&gt;The Fight For Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; at 8:00 PM Pacific tonight on &lt;a href="http://www.blogtv.com/People/jessieterwilliger"&gt;BlogTv.com&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't used this venue before so we can work through the kinks together, and I might even be able to get a live feed of it up right here if that is at all possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd also like to thank all of you for your opinions regarding the Bombshell cover.  It seems that "Belly" won by a landslide though many people did question the font.  I might tweak that at some time in the future, but thank you for your opinions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an aside, I'd like to congratulate Gin on winning this month's signed copy of Golden Dawn through my &lt;a href="http://goodreads.com"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt; giveaway.  I will be giving away one last copy on the 31st so if you are interested and you haven't already, head over to Goodreads and &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/1300626"&gt;add me as a friend&lt;/a&gt;, then add &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3641809.The_Fight_For_Golden_Dawn"&gt;Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; to your reading list.  It's the only way to win! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you all tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8268009166708869936?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8268009166708869936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8268009166708869936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8268009166708869936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8268009166708869936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/10/youll-be-there-right.html' title='You&apos;ll Be There, Right?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-5205183386077460949</id><published>2008-09-28T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T10:47:00.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Opinion Is Needed!</title><content type='html'>After a lot of deliberating in my brain I have decided to put out the possibility of using a different cover for Bombshell.  This is because I am sort of rethinking the theme that I used with The Fight for Golden Dawn (black background with a framed photograph) simply because Golden Dawn has a sequel coming in a few years, and Bombshell is the first of a series of three, so perhaps their covers shouldn't match so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately, you are the consumer and you really decide these kind of things, so I ask you...Which of these covers would you be most likely to pick up at the book store?  Which is most attractive?  Your comments are appreciated and there is also a poll in the sidebar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First we have the original, for voting purposes I will call it "belly." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2863640566_f8d85f87f1.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3293/2863640566_f8d85f87f1.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I have one that I designed using some Creative Commons for Work licensed photos that I found, I will call this one "watching" in the poll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2895900310_86976d7b3c.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3041/2895900310_86976d7b3c.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this last one which I used more CC photos and a photo of my own, I stepped away from the dark covers and went with "white"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2895900656_5c803f4cd5.jpg?v=0” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3149/2895900656_5c803f4cd5.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please help me decide which of these you like!  Your help is appreciated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-5205183386077460949?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/5205183386077460949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=5205183386077460949' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5205183386077460949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/5205183386077460949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-opinion-is-needed.html' title='Your Opinion Is Needed!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-6785023971066959374</id><published>2008-09-24T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:58:51.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Giveaway Is Coming!</title><content type='html'>As you may or may not know, I have been giving away one signed copy of &lt;a href="http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/fight-for-golden-dawn.html"&gt;The Fight for Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; away per month for the past two months, and on through November.  The drawing is done on the last day of the month, and it looks like September is almost over so the next drawing is coming up quick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already registered at &lt;a href="http://goodreads.com"&gt;Goodreads.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1545209.Jessie_Terwilliger"&gt;added me to your friends list&lt;/a&gt;, do so now so you can enter to win.  But don't forget to &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3641809.The_Fight_For_Golden_Dawn"&gt;add The Fight for Golden Dawn to your To Be Read list&lt;/a&gt; so I know that you want to win a copy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, be sure to mark your calendars for my live reading of Golden Dawn on October 6th at 8:00 PM Pacific at &lt;a href="http://blogtv.com"&gt;BlogTv.com&lt;/a&gt;.  You may have already read &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/20346.Chapters_1_5_of_The_Fight_for_Golden_Dawn"&gt;the first five chapters&lt;/a&gt;, but you might be interested in hearing the live reading of several of the end chapters of the book, so be sure to &lt;a href="http://www.blogtv.com/People/jessieterwilliger"&gt;check that out&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all of you, and thanks for all of your support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-6785023971066959374?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/6785023971066959374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=6785023971066959374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6785023971066959374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/6785023971066959374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-giveaway-is-coming.html' title='Another Giveaway Is Coming!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8975765339308705889</id><published>2008-09-20T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T13:36:17.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aNobii Now Has "Golden Dawn" In Its Database</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/"&gt;aNobii&lt;/a&gt;, a cool online bookshelf organizing website that helps you track your current, past, and future reads now has &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/books/The_Fight_for_Golden_Dawn./9781435718395/018f021731ee0953c8/"&gt;The Fight for Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; in its database for you to add to your bookshelf (and please do so!)  You can find my aNobii profile &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/jessieterwill/books"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Thank you to &lt;a href="http://www.anobii.com/018c62c0bf1286cc21/books"&gt;Leah&lt;/a&gt; for adding the book to the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of online bookshelf sites out there, and aNobii looks to be one of the cooler ones.  I personally use Goodreads to track my books, and you can find my profile &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1545209.Jessie_Terwilliger"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8975765339308705889?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8975765339308705889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8975765339308705889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8975765339308705889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8975765339308705889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/anobii-now-has-golden-dawn-in-its.html' title='aNobii Now Has &quot;Golden Dawn&quot; In Its Database'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-7400304714588392189</id><published>2008-09-16T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:35:11.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Site.  You Like?</title><content type='html'>Hi, Jessie here (of course, because who else would be posting to Jessie-Terwilliger.com?  Certainly not an agent or other third party, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to give my site a slightly easier to edit and more web 2.0 format so I've essentially turned it into a blog.  This will make it easier for you to follow any updates regarding readings, signings, and new books as they happen.  Do yourself a favor and subscribe, you'll be glad that you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for current news, I am going to be doing a live reading of a few chapters &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/story/show/20346.Chapters_1_5_of_The_Fight_for_Golden_Dawn"&gt;that you haven't yet had the pleasure of reading from The Fight for Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; at 8:00 PM Pacific on Monday, October 6th on &lt;a href="http://www.blogtv.com/People/jessieterwilliger"&gt;BlogTV.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Bring friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might also be interested in knowing that I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; more copies to give away of &lt;a href="http://www.lulu.com/content/1389042"&gt;The Fight for Golden Dawn between now and November 1st&lt;/a&gt;.  All you need to do is sign up at &lt;a href="http://goodreads.com/"&gt;Goodreads.com&lt;/a&gt; if you aren't already a member, &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/1300626"&gt;add me as a friend&lt;/a&gt;, and then mark &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/3641809.The_Fight_For_Golden_Dawn"&gt;The Fight for Golden Dawn&lt;/a&gt; as To Be Read.  I draw names on the last day of the month, and yours could be one of them!  Already Leah from Canada and Blair from Germany have won copies, and as an author from a little podunk town like Beaumont it is very cool to see my books going to other countries to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the latest news with my upcoming novel &lt;a href="http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/bombshell.html"&gt;Bombshell&lt;/a&gt;, a trailer (that you might have previewed on&lt;a href="http://davidsdoll.com/"&gt; my personal blog&lt;/a&gt;) will be coming soon.  The book's release date is February 11th, 2009, and there will hopefully be a lot of giveaways with that book even before its release thanks to the help of a kindly anonymous sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to everyone who visits here, to everyone who has read my novel or who wants to read it, and for everyone who came here via the bookmarks that I randomly left places.  And of course, thank you to the folks who picked up my books at the Solara Library in Beaumont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Jessie Terwilliger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-7400304714588392189?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/7400304714588392189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=7400304714588392189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7400304714588392189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/7400304714588392189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-site-you-like.html' title='New Site.  You Like?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-8439971626667405182</id><published>2008-09-16T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:16:32.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bombshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wBXLnQDlKw/SNABzxhO_MI/AAAAAAAAADc/TP3pKtSGeX8/s1600-h/bombshell+cover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wBXLnQDlKw/SNABzxhO_MI/AAAAAAAAADc/TP3pKtSGeX8/s400/bombshell+cover2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246695554864315586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Coming 2/11/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombshell is the story of a topless dancer who dreams of being a cop, and the handsome Sheriff's deputy who falls in love with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina "Shimmer" Hudson dances at the Whispers Gentleman's Club. Marina's patience wears thin with her boyfriend Matt the rare coin collector as she questions whether or not she truly loves him, and even more thin with the customers at the club who speak rudely to her or break the always enforced "no touch rule" during lap dances. With prostitution and scandal all around her, she cannot wait to finally realize her destiny of finally getting her badge and saying goodbye to this shady life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night when the owner of the club is killed, Marina meets Deputy Graham Green, who promises to help her get to academy. But does Graham's haunting past deter her from accepting his help or will she succumb to the feelings of love that have been brewing all the while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can he be trusted? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With her loyal dancer friend Silver at her side, what will be Marina's fate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bombshell is a clever story with plenty of poignant moments, packed with humor and sorrow. Jessie Terwilliger brings you into the exotic dancing industry in this spicy and zealous tale with her brilliant prose, and will leave you thirsting for more. In a story that could be the closest thing to a love story that Terwilliger ever writes, you'll see why this new author is obviously a gift to the world of literary fiction.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3599713032070978546-8439971626667405182?l=jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/feeds/8439971626667405182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3599713032070978546&amp;postID=8439971626667405182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8439971626667405182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3599713032070978546/posts/default/8439971626667405182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessie-terwilliger.blogspot.com/2008/09/bombshell.html' title='Bombshell'/><author><name>Jessie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVe0gMVQkk/TcickIy4DOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6knWLYHDAs0/s220/68%2Bof%2B365-bah%252C%2Bto%2Bhell%2Bwith%2Bthis.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6wBXLnQDlKw/SNABzxhO_MI/AAAAAAAAADc/TP3pKtSGeX8/s72-c/bombshell+cover2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3599713032070978546.post-4851021433569434436</id><published>2008-09-16T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T15:13:55.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight for Golden Dawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6wBXLnQDlKw/SM_9lW9DxoI/AAAAAAAAADU/F5thxYtFSO4/s1600-h/dawncover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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