<?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-3330472227486643498</id><updated>2011-09-25T09:08:11.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diane Adams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-4877604148998984766</id><published>2011-02-12T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T08:33:50.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared's Turn!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	It's the one we've all be waiting for! I'm going to interview Jared Douglas, from Our December on Saturday Feb 19. I need questions. Jared is coming along, so we can ask him anything. Stop by my &lt;a href='http://dianeadams.virtualdelusions.com/'&gt;personal blog&lt;/a&gt; or my &lt;a href='http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4109302.Diane_Adams/blog'&gt;Goodreads blog&lt;/a&gt; and leave a question. What do you want to know? Go on, you know you wanna :) .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Keep in mind I will be talking to 20 year old post Our December Jared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-4877604148998984766?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/4877604148998984766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/jared-turn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4877604148998984766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4877604148998984766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/jared-turn.html' title='Jared&amp;#39;s Turn!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-4760968181589944402</id><published>2011-02-11T11:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T11:57:06.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a Greasy Pounder Anyhow?</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The Making of a Man series features a fast food style restaurant that I totally made up. The Greasy Dog. The 2nd book in the series, A Place to Run releases soon (March is soon! no really ;P) and The Greasy Dog is featured again. I also made up the name "Greasy Pounder, " the for the star of the menu.  While a "Greasy Pounder" may not sound all that yummy. It's based on a fine Southern tradition that is indeed very yummy. (Please note "Southern" referrs to the Southern USA all states below the &lt;a href='http://media.photobucket.com/image/map%20mason%20dixon%20line/monumentfloyd/743px-Map-USA-South01.png'&gt;Mason-Dixon line&lt;/a&gt;. You see that Florida fails at being a Southern state, this is due to all the transplanted Northerners hiding from snow)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	And back to my point. It's Recipe time! So you can appreicate, along with Alex, Clark and to a somewhat lesser degree Jared, the yum that is the Greasy Pounder!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	A Visual of the finished product:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img style='width: 259px; height: 194px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/hotdog.jpg' alt='hot dog'/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	(please note the professional use of the word Weenie in the description, I do not know what WV is. I borrowed this graphic from a defunt website.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	 I'm lazy so feel free to replace my prepackaged items with homemade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;Hotdogs&lt;/strong&gt; (pick your fav. They like the red ones here and yick ok? give me a good ol' Oscar Myer)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;Hot dog buns&lt;/strong&gt; (please don't buy enough to make the buns and hot dogs even out)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	a picnic size &lt;strong&gt;cole slaw&lt;/strong&gt; from KFC (Kentucky Fried Chicken, lazy remember?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	A can of &lt;strong&gt;Amour Chili without beans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;Mustard&lt;/strong&gt; (the yellow cheap kind)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;chopped onions&lt;/strong&gt; (grocery stores do this for you, don't be cheap)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;strong&gt;Butter&lt;/strong&gt; (yes real butter,  it's not called the greasy pounder for nothing)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preperation:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Melt butter in skillet, put in hot dogs cook until hot (you'll have to keep turnin' 'em they'll blister)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	While hot dogs are cooking, toast hot dog buns and butter them&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	put bun on plate&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	put hot dog on bun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	add mustard, chili, coleslaw and onions (order of ingredients is a personal matter I like it this way)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Sometimes I leave off the slaw and add cheese instead, if you do this add chese to the "need" list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	if you aren't going to eat it right then (I don't know why you wouldn't, but whatever) wrap the finished dog in foil or waxed paper. close tightly to keep in steam. Not sure where you are taking it but don't wait until it's cold to eat it. Anything with Greasy in the name should be eaten hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	There you go, a nice new recipe and a lesson in USA Geography aren't you glad you came?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-4760968181589944402?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/4760968181589944402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-greasy-pounder-anyhow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4760968181589944402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4760968181589944402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-greasy-pounder-anyhow.html' title='What&amp;#39;s a Greasy Pounder Anyhow?'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-654590496326784149</id><published>2011-02-07T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T11:17:48.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Alex</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/characterbannermm-2.gif' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	When Alex agreed to the interview he suggested we meet at the bowling alley, but it’s always so noisy and busy there I suggested Greasy Dog instead. Needless to say he jumped on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	So that’s where I am and I have to admit I’m a little nervous about doing this. I don’t think the questions I was given to ask are out of line or anything but Alex is and you never know where a sixteen year old’s mind is going to go. I bought myself a coke and settled into a corner booth. I have a notepad and pen, my tape recorder, and my list of questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	A few minutes later a young man comes in, his dark curls frame an engaging face and his smile, when he greets the girl at the counter, is radiant. It’s Alex and unexpectedly at his side is Jared. He is quite a bit taller than Alex and not smiling. My nerves kick up a notch. I wasn’t expecting protective Jared to attend the interview, but on retrospect it seems silly that I didn’t. Now I’m only surprised that they didn’t bring Clark along as well. Once they’ve got their food they join me at the booth, settling across from each with a bright red tray loaded with food in front of him. Alex grins at me, a smile that’s bright enough to fry the brain cells of anyone. It’s rather incredible how it transforms his appearance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Hope you don’t mind that Jared came.” Alex flashes a look of fond tolerance at the tall young man beside him. Jared’s expression is gentle when he meets Alex’s eyes, but when he looks at me it’s clear he’s staying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“I thought it’d be a good idea.” Offering his point of view Jared smiles and settles back into the corner of the booth opening his hot dog. “Just pretend I’m not here.” I’m afraid my smile is a little tight; pretending Jared isn’t there is like pretending there’s not an elephant in the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“It’s fine.” I lie, and then add “I understand” which is not a lie. Alex is munching on his fries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Are we going to start now?” He asks looking at my paraphernalia with obvious curiosity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Sure. So, is this OK?”  I motion at the recorder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Okay by me.” Alex takes a drink of his soda and settles back his eyes are fixed on me, but he’s turned slightly towards Jared and I’m sure their knees are touching under the table. At their most casual they are always aware of each other. I switch on the recorder, glance down at my list of questions, and begin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: This first question is from Lori, she asks if you are going to date other people when you go to college. Have you and Jared talked about this? (Jared looks amused and takes a sip of his Coke his attention on Alex) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (shifts in his seat) Oh, we talk about it. We talk about me being away at high school too, but I’m not going to see other people.” (He tosses a defiant look in Jared’s direction. Jared cocks a brow at him but refrains from comment. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: I sense a disagreement? (I’m looking at Jared. His lips thin. He’s not happy.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Jared: It’s his interview. (He gestures at Alex making it clear he’s not open to questions today. That’s okay, he’s next. I make a note)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: Alex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (shrug)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: I see this is a touchy subject, let’s move on. (Alex relaxes a little. If he could see the rest of my list, he’d run.) Several people are curious about your family’s reaction to you being gay. Lori and Karen both ask about your father. Were you surprised by his acceptance of your sexual orientation? (If the question bothers Alex I can’t tell. He takes another bite of his hot dog looking thoughtful)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: I was surprised he figured it out. I really didn’t think he was paying attention but Dad’s pretty calm about stuff. So I guess his reaction wasn’t surprising, he’s always coming through when other Dads get all bent out of shape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: OK, then what about his interaction with Jared. Did that surprise you? How do you feel about how well they get along, that is actually one of RD’s multitude of questions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (laughs and glances at Jared again) Dad making friends with Jared really surprised me, I guess it’s a good thing, but I feel double teamed sometimes, you know? Like there’s Team Adults and Team Me, but it’s better than some guys get. I’m not complaining. (There’s a rude snort from the corner, Alex and I look toward Jared but he’s innocently looking out the window into the parking lot.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: It’s awesome how cool things are with your Dad. That’s a support a lot of people never get, but what about your mom? Have you told her yet? Do you think it’ll be okay when you do?” (Alex’s entire demeanor changes. He’s more serious, sitting straighter. He pushes his tray away. Jared turns from the window to look at Alex. His concern is evident but he doesn’t interfere.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: No I didn’t tell Mom yet. She’s not going to like it much, but I guess it’ll be okay. She’ll just have to get used to it and there’s Jared, who doesn’t love him right? (He chuckles but his heart isn’t in it.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: I’m sorry to hear that Alex, but I’m sure with your Dad and Jared on your side it’ll work out. Let’s move on this next one is interesting, Adam wants to know who is the last person you disappointed? (Alex shifts in his seat and glances down at the table. I expect a flash of his smile and a glib answer, but perhaps he hasn’t regrouped from the last question. He looks up his expression earnest)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: You disappointed yourself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (shrugs)It happens a lot. I want to be like Jared or my dad, but you know I got a long way to go. (He rubs the back of his neck, reminding me of the tattoo there.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: Can I see it? (His smile flashes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Sure. (He turns, and the tattoo is easily visible since he’s wearing a T-shirt. Stark black lines on his pale skin.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: So how’d you manage that, at 15? (I’m off track of my questions but I can’t pass up the chance to find this out)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (laughs) You’re kidding right? This is a college town anyone can get a tattoo if they want it bad enough.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (cringes) Oh that sound…hygienic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: you asked (he leans his shoulder briefly against Jared) It was worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: It was an unusual way to let your parents know how you felt, and made a big impression on your dad. RD wonders if that made your first conversation with your dad about being gay any easier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (blushes) Who wants to talk to their parents about sex?? Dad looked up safe sex for homosexuals on the internet. I had to talk to my &lt;em&gt;Dad&lt;/em&gt; about condoms and lube and oh my God it was awful. (Alex is fire engine red at the memory and buries his face in his arms) I never want to do that again. (His voice is muffled. Jared laughs and roughs a hand through Alex’s hair.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Jared: You’re lucky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (sitting up Alex shrugs and ducks his head away from Jared’s petting) Yeah I know. Just geez, you know? (Jared chuckles and returns to his texting)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: So aside from being the most embarrassing moment in your life, it went well?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Yeah, Dad’s cool. He wants me to be safe. Happy. But safe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: So I have a few questions that are a little more personal, are you ready for those?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Sure I like to talk about Jared. (He beams)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (laughs) Okay we’ll start with an easy one. RD wants to know what you like most about Jared, aside from his character.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: His ass. (He deadpans)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (Chokes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Jared: (chokes and tries to pretend he’s not listening)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (still dead serious) His hands. Holy fu…cow you seen his hands? (Alex shifts in his seat, his face flushed and his thoughts obviously not on the interview)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (laughs a little embarrassed) Well, that leads naturally into RD’s next question. She wonders if your vision for where you want to be in ten years progressing at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (sighs there’s a hint of a pout) Since I’m only about a year into it, and Jared’s stubborn as heck, not so much. I’m sure you can imagine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: Well, apparently RD can, she asked if you’re suffering blue balls yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: You mean that’s not what color they’re supposed to be? (I burst out laughing. Jared chokes off a laugh and pulls Alex into a kiss.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	His hand on Alex’s face. No wonder just the thought of those hands distracted Alex, strong callused fingers splayed on his jaw, thumb on the other side. The kiss is brief and Alex leans in eager for more when Jared pulls back. Gentle hands grip Alex by the arms and set him away, but I glimpse Jared’s eyes and the fact he’s in control of the raw lust burning there amazes me. Stubborn doesn’t begin to describe it; he must have a will of iron. Jared’s hands linger on Alex. The hunger in his expression eases, transitioning into something else without losing intensity.  He loves Alex with fervor equal to his desire. I shouldn’t be jealous but I am. Everyone dreams of being loved like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (clears throat) Alex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: (looks dazed) huh? (Clearly not into the interview at this moment. I shift the focus of the interview a little in an effort to distract him.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: We know you’d like to be an architect, RJ asked if you really see yourself working with Jared in the future. (Alex looks at me his expression one of wistful determination)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Work with him? He’s the only thing I see in my future. (Jared shifts but refrains from interrupting) Jared doesn’t like me to say that, but it’s true. I want to be an architect, but he’s my future. I’m going to work with him and one day I’m going to marry him. (His mischievous look tells me he’s aware of how uncomfortable he’s making Jared, but at the same time he’s dead serious)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: Wow, that’s an interesting answer brings us a full circle to the beginning of our interview and another school question. RD mentions how much time you guys spend apart. Does the impact of all that time apart worry you? (Alex looks surprised by the question)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Worry? Well no, should it? I mean there’s nothing we can do and there’s still college. If we can’t survive that there’s not much point. (He frowns) Am I supposed to worry?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (I feel kind of bad. It’s obvious the idea of doubting Jared never entered his mind. I hope I haven’t inadvertently planted the idea.) No of course not, it’s just most people do, that’s all.  (his hand touches the tattoo again and I see it’s become something of a talisman for him)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Most people don’t have Jared.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: That’s certainly true. I have one more question for you. Don wonders how you knew you were in love with Jared given your age and lack of experience. (He and Jared go perfectly still. I suddenly doubt the wisdom of throwing the L word out there between them)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Alex: Love. Well, you know we don’t…um I mean it’s not. (Jared reaches over and takes his hand.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Jared: He knew because he’s a genius. (Alex beams)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Dee: (laughs) So I’ve heard, I think that does it. Thank you for your time, Alex. And Jared. I’ll see you in a couple weeks?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Sure, I’ll be here, well maybe we can do the Skyline or something?” his reluctance to return to the hotdog stand makes me laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Sounds good, I’ll call somewhere for reservations.” I get to my feet as the boys slide out of the booth..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“I’m staying home.” Alex laughs. “This is embarrassing.” I can’t argue with that there were some uncomfortable moments, but only because he was so honest with me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“It was a good interview, thanks Alex.” He grins and even at his age it makes my knees week. I don’t know how Jared does it. He grabs Jared by the hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“No problem, see you later!” and with a wave over the shoulder they’re gone. The place is emptier without Alex’s energy and Jared’s steady presence. They’re good guys. I’m looking forward to spending some time with Jared. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-654590496326784149?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/654590496326784149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/interview-with-alex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/654590496326784149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/654590496326784149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/interview-with-alex.html' title='Interview with Alex'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_characterbannermm-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-475285231397961246</id><published>2011-02-01T08:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T08:55:17.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Fiction</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	It seems a lot of people are sharing some short free reads out there and I have a few things in my folder. The thing is they aren't necessarily m/m or even romance at all. My brain goes odd places sometimes, take this very short werewolf story I wrote. (Please do not read if you want something serious, thanks)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Like, OMG, SO Totally Cool!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	by: Diane Adams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	It’s the craziest thing. My best friend, Sam, is a werewolf. Swear to God, I’m not kidding! I saw him change!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Sam, you should totally bite me so I can be wolfy with you.” I tried to convince him to let me join his fun, but he bulked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“No,” Hmmm, that was abrupt, but he doesn’t like for me to look unhappy so I tried my best pout, he didn't relent. “Even if I would change you, I can’t. It doesn’t work that way.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Oh, poop! Then how does it work?  How did you get to be one? Do you only change when the moon’s full? I read Charlaine Harris, I know about supes.” Supes are supernatural beings, just in case someone is wondering. Not everyone knows stuff like I do. I think Sookie is freaking awesome, she knows all those vamps and were’s, and now I can be just like her. A friend of the pack and crap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“Can I meet your leader?” I asked trying to be calm, and not mind too much that so far Sam hadn’t answered any of my questions. “I can help. I can go out when you can’t and…” Sam looked at me weird.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	“That’s vamps, stupid.” He cut me off, “vamps can’t do business in the day. Geez, would you give it a rest already? I’m not taking you to the leader. You aren’t going to be a werewolf or a ‘friend of the pack', where in the hell do you get ideas like that?” He didn’t give me time to answer, to explain about Sookie. Well ok she can read minds, and I can’t, but why sweat the small stuff? I wasn’t exactly a stacked-house either, at just past 14 I hadn’t quite fulfilled the promise of womanhood, but I would, soon, I just needed a bit more time. I tried to pay attention to Sam, really. He’s so negative all the time. I don’t understand why he’s so disgruntled with being a werewolf, I mean it’s not as cool as being a vamp, but it’s the next coolest thing ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Tonight there’s another full moon. I could stay and watch him change, it’s so hot. Sam is not all that great to look at, he’s got a big nose and his hair is way too shaggy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	 “OMG! Sam, you have &lt;em&gt;wolf hair&lt;/em&gt;, that’s why it’s so shaggy and out of control! And do you know how big a wolf you are when you change? I mean, well, ok, you aren’t all &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; big, sorta medium sized, but you’re young and so you’ll get bigger. That’s what you told me about, well you know (&lt;em&gt;his equipment is not very impressive, he says it’ll grow. I wonder if that’s true…&lt;/em&gt;) Oh, but you have some really big pointy teeth! Are you sure you can’t make me a wolf? Do you ever have sex, you know like that?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	This narrative has been interrupted by Sam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Good news, I ate her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The End&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-475285231397961246?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/475285231397961246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/short-fiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/475285231397961246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/475285231397961246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2011/02/short-fiction.html' title='A Short Fiction'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-583651394641065837</id><published>2010-12-26T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:53:25.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img style='width: 200px; height: 300px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Win a .pdf copy of Our December. Just leave a comment and New Year's Eve I'll draw toss you all in a hat and draw out some lucky person! I'll post the announce the winner New Year's Day. Don't forget to let me know how to contact you :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-583651394641065837?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/583651394641065837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/contest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/583651394641065837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/583651394641065837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/contest.html' title='Contest!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-8019817532944746535</id><published>2010-12-25T04:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T04:39:44.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our December</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The day is finally here! It's Christmas and Our December is available at Silver Publishing! It's the first time I've had a book published, short stories just aren't the same. I'm nervous and excited. I think this is the best Christmas ever! And now, I'm pleased to introduce Jared and Alex in Our December.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' alt=''/&gt;Sometimes two people fit together so well it seems their love was preordained, as if every step taken led inevitably to a happy ending. Deeply in love, Jared and Alex are such a couple, but the path to true and lasting love is rarely smooth. At 15 being gay isn't the best thing that ever happened to a guy. In fact, Alex Ross thinks it's down right scary. Then he meets 20 year old construction worker Jared Douglas, and Alex starts to think the gay thing might not be so bad after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The attraction between them is intense, but mindful of Alex's age Jared is determined to keep the sparks from igniting. The stress of controlling his feelings makes it almost a relief when Alex's father ships him off to prep school. Jared expects Alex to forget him and find a boy friend his own age; he doesn't anticipate how much it will hurt. When Alex comes home for Christmas, just turned 16 with his heart on his sleeve, Jared knows he can't continue to keep everything he feels a secret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='position: absolute; left: -1000px; top: 84px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; ' id='cke_pastebin'&gt;	 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='position: absolute; left: -1000px; top: 84px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; ' id='cke_pastebin'&gt;	The attraction between them is intense, but mindful of Alex's age Jared is determined to keep the sparks from igniting. The stress of controlling his feelings makes it almost a relief when Alex's father ships him off to prep school. Jared expects Alex to forget him and find a boy friend his own age; he doesn't anticipate how much it will hurt. When Alex comes home for Christmas, just turned 16 with his heart on his sleeve, Jared knows he can't continue to keep everything he feels a secret.&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/3330472227486643498-8019817532944746535?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/8019817532944746535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8019817532944746535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8019817532944746535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/our-december.html' title='Our December'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-2987243547119509098</id><published>2010-12-19T12:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:38:35.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 6 More Days!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	As if Christmas isn't exciting enough, this year it's also the release date of my first book! I can't wait for everyone to meet Jared and Alex. This is the most fun I've had looking forward to Christmas since I was a kid!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img style='width: 200px; height: 300px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' alt=''/&gt;Sometimes two people fit together so well it seems their love was preordained, as if every step taken led inevitably to a happy ending. Deeply in love, Jared and Alex are such a couple, but the path to true and lasting love is rarely smooth. At 15 being gay isn't the best thing that ever happened to a guy. In fact, Alex Ross thinks it's down right scary. Then he meets 20 year old construction worker Jared Douglas, and Alex starts to think the gay thing might not be so bad after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The attraction between them is intense, but mindful of Alex's age Jared is determined to keep the sparks from igniting. The stress of controlling his feelings makes it almost a relief when Alex's father ships him off to prep school. Jared expects Alex to forget him and find a boy friend his own age; he doesn't anticipate how much it will hurt. When Alex comes home for Christmas, just turned 16 with his heart on his sleeve, Jared knows he can't continue to keep everything he feels a secret.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Pre-order now from Silver Publishing: &lt;a href='http://silverpublishing.info/product_book_info/coming-soon-c-2/our-december-p-154'&gt;Our December &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style='position: absolute; left: -1000px; top: 54px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; ' id='cke_pastebin'&gt;	 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='position: absolute; left: -1000px; top: 54px; width: 1px; height: 1px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; ' id='cke_pastebin'&gt;	The attraction between them is intense, but mindful of Alex's age Jared is determined to keep the sparks from igniting. The stress of controlling his feelings makes it almost a relief when Alex's father ships him off to prep school. Jared expects Alex to forget him and find a boy friend his own age; he doesn't anticipate how much it will hurt. When Alex comes home for Christmas, just turned 16 with his heart on his sleeve, Jared knows he can't continue to keep everything he feels a secret.&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/3330472227486643498-2987243547119509098?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/2987243547119509098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-6-more-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/2987243547119509098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/2987243547119509098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-6-more-days.html' title='Only 6 More Days!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-1535603157433179886</id><published>2010-12-03T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T08:44:59.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Update</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Hello everyone! I've been quiet a long time and we are way overdue for an update catching up what has been happening in my writer life since I posted last. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The most exciting thing is my first book being accepted at &lt;a href='http://silverpublishing.info/'&gt;Silver Publishing&lt;/a&gt;. The title is Our December and it's the first part of a 6 book series. you can find more information about the series on the Published page at my blog. I am honored that my very first cover for Silver was designed by the amazing Reese and she worked her usual magic. I was speechless when I saw the cover and I'm still stunned by how perfect it is for the story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Showing off a bit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img style='width: 200px; height: 300px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	I am still working on Silver and I have two other books lined up to write (more details on my published page) I'm looking forward to a productive exciting year. I can't think of a better way to ring in that year than with the release of Jared and Alex's first appearance. They've lived in my head for so long, it's about time they got out for some air! I'll blog with a blurb and excerpt soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-1535603157433179886?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/1535603157433179886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/overdue-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/1535603157433179886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/1535603157433179886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/12/overdue-update.html' title='Overdue Update'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_Our_December-Diane_Adams200x300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-2831934229377587054</id><published>2010-10-29T04:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T04:26:00.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	This weekend take some time for you and heat things up a little! Check out my short stories at Dreamspinner Press. They are long enough to satisfy but short enough to read in a single sitting. Just be warned, you might want to bring a cold drink along for the ride!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/index.php?cPath=55_280'&gt;Diane Adams at Dreamspinner Press&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-2831934229377587054?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/2831934229377587054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/2831934229377587054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/2831934229377587054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-6835683068620955805</id><published>2010-10-24T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T06:58:18.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hype!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	RJ Scott is a good friend of mine and she had her second novel released today. If you haven't read her first one, Oracle, you should. It's fantastic! I haven't read Moments yet but I'm getting ready to start. You should read it too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img style='width: 107px; height: 160px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/moments.jpg' alt=''/&gt;A path chosen, a journey taken, a decision made. Jacob Riley, an actor with possession charges hanging over his head and an attitude that the world owes him a living, is facing such a moment...read the entire description and buy it here &lt;a href='http://silverpublishing.info/index.php?main_page=product_book_info&amp;amp;cPath=1&amp;amp;products_id=85'&gt;Silver Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-6835683068620955805?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/6835683068620955805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/hype.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/6835683068620955805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/6835683068620955805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/hype.html' title='Hype!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_moments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-6567761676158033053</id><published>2010-10-21T17:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:44:20.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a huge deal</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	If you are reading my short stories for the first time, they  were written to be read independent of one another. However, there is a vague order and it goes like this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	What's a Boy to Do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Iced&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Measure of Discipline. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Yep release order, but they are in alphabetical order over at Dreamspinner so I thought I'd give a heads up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-6567761676158033053?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/6567761676158033053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-huge-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/6567761676158033053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/6567761676158033053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-huge-deal.html' title='Not a huge deal'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-7207826823293908416</id><published>2010-10-20T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:17:43.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Frisky?</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;span style='color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: &amp;apos;lucida grande&amp;apos;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ' class='Apple-style-span'&gt;Do you Like hot boys? A playful spank? Office sex? Check out Measure of Discipline and indulge your naughty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: &amp;apos;lucida grande&amp;apos;, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; ' class='Apple-style-span'&gt; &lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?cPath=55_280&amp;amp;products_id=2005'&gt;Measure of Discipline available now at Dreamspinner Press.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-7207826823293908416?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/7207826823293908416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-frisky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7207826823293908416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7207826823293908416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-frisky.html' title='Feeling Frisky?'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-4300635106324317314</id><published>2010-10-13T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T12:26:58.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Out!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Measure of Discipline released today with Dreamspinner Press. It's not going to bring world peace or anything but it's a hot little romp! Check it out &lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=2005'&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-4300635106324317314?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/4300635106324317314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4300635106324317314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/4300635106324317314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-out.html' title='Its Out!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-1478297975474713659</id><published>2010-09-18T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:34:08.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's sneaking up on me!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=2005'&gt;A Measure of Discipline&lt;/a&gt; will be available at Dreamspinner Press on October 14, 2010. Longer than either What's a Boy or Iced. It's back to Daydream length for me, only with a lot more sex than Blue Skies. More background on Taylor this time for those of you who may be curious about him. A Measure of Discipline was a lot of fun to write, I hope it's just as much fun to read. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-1478297975474713659?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/1478297975474713659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-sneaking-up-on-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/1478297975474713659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/1478297975474713659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-sneaking-up-on-me.html' title='It&amp;#39;s sneaking up on me!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-5959802956339549760</id><published>2010-09-05T15:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T15:57:20.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickie</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Update that is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	The galley for A Measure of Discipline has been returned and is scheduled for an October release. It's bit longer than my previous Taylor short stories, and while quite a bit more is revealed about his character, the hot is not left wanting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	My WIP is progressing, though more slowly than I'd like. I wanted to be done by now, but quality over quickness I guess. I've a long way to go, perhaps about half finished now. Taylor is a difficult complex character to write and Robbie isn't jumping up and down to make things easier. This book is challenging me at all levels. I love every second of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	I am gearing up for the rewrite. I bought a couple books to help with self-editing and I'm studying those as I write so I'll be ready when the time is here. I notice thinking about editing helps with my writing. There are things I avoid doing in the first place since I know about them. How I wish that made first draft perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	I hope everyone is doing well and that all your dreams come true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-5959802956339549760?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/5959802956339549760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/quickie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/5959802956339549760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/5959802956339549760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/quickie.html' title='Quickie'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-3765874841145767506</id><published>2010-09-01T04:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T04:21:45.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Release Today!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	My short story Iced was released today by Dreamspinner Press! Check it out and let me know what you think!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=1963'&gt;&lt;img style='width: 225px; height: 300px; ' src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/iced_cover.jpg' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	(this is not the official cover, just a bit of my playing around.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;a href='http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=1963'&gt;ICED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	It’s so hot out Taylor doesn’t even want to move; the last thing he needs is full body contact with another person. At least that what’s he thinks until Adam shows up with a bag of ice and a head full of scorching ideas that convince Taylor he’s going to melt faster than the ice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-3765874841145767506?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/3765874841145767506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-release-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/3765874841145767506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/3765874841145767506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-release-today.html' title='New Release Today!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_iced_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-8960230428303681958</id><published>2010-08-28T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T14:40:48.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Title For my WIP</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	And a working cover, I do love to play with pretty graphics.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	May I introduce Robbie and Taylor...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/silver_cover.jpg' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-8960230428303681958?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/8960230428303681958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-title-for-my-wip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8960230428303681958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8960230428303681958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-title-for-my-wip.html' title='A New Title For my WIP'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_silver_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-7749962055085824465</id><published>2010-08-03T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T03:44:08.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Iced has a blurb (official) and a fantasy cover by me (not so official). As a DSP daydream  Iced will have the official daydream cover but I got inspired last night and whipped up a display cover for it. Playing with hot boys is always such fun! Iced is scheduled for release in September. Iced is my second Taylor fic but the stories are stand alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://s266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iced_cover.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_iced_cover.jpg' border='0' alt='Photobucket'/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;	It&amp;amp;rsquo;s so hot out Taylor doesn&amp;amp;rsquo;t even want to move; the last thing he needs is full body contact with another person. At least that what&amp;amp;rsquo;s he thinks until Adam shows up with a bag of ice and a head full of scorching ideas that convince Taylor he&amp;amp;rsquo;s going to melt faster than the ice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-7749962055085824465?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/7749962055085824465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7749962055085824465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7749962055085824465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-official.html' title='It&amp;#39;s official'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/Author/th_iced_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-7420951149765667622</id><published>2010-08-02T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:49:53.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Who am I? Well, my name is Diane Adams I live in the Southern US with my three children. I had four but I married one off and so she no longer counts. I have a regular job that I must go to each and every day when I'd so much rather be writing. I've published a couple short stories and have a couple more in the wings. I'm currently working on my first novel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	What's going on here? Well, I have a couple of free reads at my Live Journal, &lt;a href='http://diane-adams.livejournal.com/'&gt;diane_adams&lt;/a&gt;, they are short but there is more to come. I hope there's going to be a contest here soon. One step at a time, Right now, I'm just glad to have this place up and running! For that not-so-small miracle I must thank Sara for her patient effort on the artwork for the layout and RJ Scott who answered my questions and never let me hear her laugh. I have the best friends ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Thank you for coming by, I hope to see you again soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-7420951149765667622?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/7420951149765667622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7420951149765667622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/7420951149765667622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-3077227297142784027</id><published>2010-07-30T18:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:36:17.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blurb and stuff</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	I got the blurb for Iced today, which is exciting. It means I am that much closer to seeing it in print. I kinda love that story. I can't wait for everyone to get the chance to read it! I also got my first ever royalty statement, and well what can I say? Who doesn't like to get paid?? It's awesome to make money doing something I love so much. I love it so much I did it for free for years, now it's kinda of surreal. Maybe it'll settle in a bit more when I cash my first check. It was a good day today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-3077227297142784027?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/3077227297142784027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/07/blurb-and-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/3077227297142784027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/3077227297142784027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/07/blurb-and-stuff.html' title='Blurb and stuff'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3330472227486643498.post-8166672214959183777</id><published>2010-07-29T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T18:40:41.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh By Scott I think I did it!</title><content type='html'>     &lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Where oh where will this appear?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	&lt;img src='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/crap/20090506220105.jpg' alt=''/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;	Have a pretty so I didn't waste your time :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3330472227486643498-8166672214959183777?l=dianeadams500.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/feeds/8166672214959183777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-scott-i-think-i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8166672214959183777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3330472227486643498/posts/default/8166672214959183777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dianeadams500.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-by-scott-i-think-i-did-it.html' title='Oh By Scott I think I did it!'/><author><name>Dee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628465431002649389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JN394ZnsRuM/TfyR4FCDlBI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jnwzus6RR8E/s220/79193397.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii274/justags/crap/th_20090506220105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
