Split Your Heart, Not Your Tongue

Here's a preview of the 2nd short story from my Wattpad exclusive book of short stories inspired by songs by popular music artist. Enjoy and click the link below for the full read. Remember to read, vote and share via Wattpad! Short Story #2: Finally Clean Inspired by: “Clean” by Taylor Swift from the album “1989” The night is black with the exception of a few street lights that are shining. The air is cool but just enough to cure the breeze with a light hoodie. I can’t believe I’m back at it again. After all of the classes and months of rehab, here I am back at it making late night trips to my dealer. I walk with my hands in the pockets of my hoodie, making sure I keep my supply safe. It cost me my last bit of money and I wouldn’t want to lose it because it slipped out. My mother worries about me and my father has basically lost hope. They’re good parents and they have sacrificed everything for me yet, I can’t stop my ways. They’ve put me in every program and spen...

The 1st short story to "My Interpretation: Short Stories Derived from Songs" is now up on Wattpad. Please read it, vote and leave comments. The short story is called "Dangerous Love" and is inspired by Ariana Grande's "Leave Me Lonely" featuring Macy Gray from her "Dangerous Woman" album. It's a story I am very proud of and I mentioned before these stories are like music videos on paper but more in depth. They are what envision in my mind when listening to a song. Click the title below to read "Dangerous Love." Dangerous Love: Inspired by Ariana Grande's "Leave Me Lonely"

Anyone who knows me knows I've never been able to be consistent when it comes to my social media profiles. This is something I'm looking to change by remaining active and interacting more with my followers/readers. In fact, I'm planning on committing to that goal by releasing an exclusive book of short stories on Wattpad. I've had a Wattpad account for 2 years now but I've failed to do anything with it. I'm a strong lover of music and I came up with an idea for a short story book based on my interpretation of songs by famous musicians/artists. It may not be about what the song references but it's my idea of a story that comes from it. The name of the book will be " My Interpretation: Short Stories Derived from Songs ". Each story will be inspired by a different song by a different artist. Much like the short stories I have shared on this blog, the reader will be advised to listen to the song that inspired it while reading for the full experienc...

It's been a little over a week but I got another short story for you all! This one is from Jackson's POV and if it belonged to a book it would belong to RED (Book 2) . It goes into detail on why Jackson is no longer married and readers can see just how much he was able to relate to Mason's situation in RED as well. Hope you enjoy! Listen to " Wings " by Birdy on repeat while reading: Jackson: The Surprise             The entire flight I could only think about getting home to my wife and two children. It’s been two months since I last seen them; the longest I ever went. The moment I touched down I couldn’t help but smile to myself. The flight was already delayed because of the rain. My driver was waiting for me to arrive. Immediately, I grabbed my bag and got in the car.             Megan’s going to be so surprised to see me home early. She expected me to come...

Last week I posted a short story from Mason's POV and this week's story takes off from that one but it's from Adalyn's POV. You can read last week's here ( Mason: The Brother's Club ) to catch up. This scene is strictly between Adalyn and Peyton and if it belonged to a book it would be part of Turn It Off (Book 3). Hope you enjoy! Listen to " At Least My Heart Was Open " by Foy Vance on repeat while reading: https://soundcloud.com/foyvance/at-least-my-heart-was-open https://soundcloud.com/foyvance/at-least-my-heart-was-open Adalyn: At Least we’re Still Friends             There he stood right in front of me. All six foot two of him, his green eyes staring at me; those same eyes I fell in love with…those same eyes that convinced me to give it all to him. We were in the back of the barely lit bar our band plays in from time to time. We just finished a show and the rest of our crew already left to go home. It was just ...