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Romeo Redux

So my lie two weeks ago? Number 3. Never auditioned in LA for pilot season. Everything else was true. 😀

Ah. Romeo and Juliet. How I loathe that play. It’s not at all romantic. And I’ve always been really curious about why my professors and teachers all insisted it was a love story when I suspect very, very strongly it’s actually about something else altogether. BUT. I’m supposed to write an ending here, not deconstruct the illusion that there’s something romantic about two idiot teenagers committing suicide after their first few sexual encounters with one another.

Romeo studied the still, silent face of his beloved. Almost, he believed he could die just from the searing pain in his heart. But no. It kept on beating. Kept on aching. It should have been impossible with Juliet dead. His fist clenched on the vial of poison. He’d take it. Swallow it and join Juliet in death. But first.

“Let me hold you one last time,” he murmured, drawing her limp form into his arms. Cradling her against his chest, he slid down the cold stone wall of the crypt until he sat on the floor, crooning meaningless, broken words into her sweet-smelling hair. His tears wet her face.

She sighed and snuggled closer.

He gasped. “Juliet?”

“Hmm?” Her eyes opened, but her gaze didn’t quite focus on him.

Laughing while still crying, Romeo hurled the vial of poison away. He kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her hair and finally, when she lifted a hand to brush the moisture from his face, her lips. And tasted the remnants of something bitter. He drew back. She met his gaze no reservation in her eyes.

“You got my message,” she said.

“What message? Juliet. You feigned death.”

“For you,” she said, pulling free and sitting up. “You could have taken my body out into the fields for burial. I would have returned to consciousness and we could have escaped. Together.”

He blew out a trembling breath and glanced at the dark stain his shattered bottle of poison had spill across the far wall. “This is unbelievable. I thought you were dead. I meant to die, too. So we could be together.”

“Don’t you ever do that,” she demanded. “I love you. I will love you whether I live or I die. I couldn’t bear to have you destroy what I love.”

“Then live,” he said. “For I love you more than I love the shattered life that is left to me. I can offer you nothing. No security. No luxury. Nothing of what you so richly deserve – a home, a life of laughter and ease.”

“We are prisoners to hate that is older than we are,” she noted. “I, for one, am tired of it. I have been for some time, but it wasn’t until I met you and learned to be daring and to take risks that I decided I wouldn’t stand for it anymore.”

A smile grew unbidden on his face and he stroked her hair. His body trembled when she leaned into the caress. “You are my lawfully wedded wife. I want what is best for you. I fear I am not it.”

“You are,” she said. “I gladly forfeit my inheritance, for the money is tainted by the feud between our families. I will have none of it. Get us out of the city. Then we’ll go to Cinqe Terre. A friend is building an import/export business there. She wants me to draw her products so that she may show her wares in distant cities without having to travel with them. It will not be luxury. But we will not starve.”

“Work?” Romeo said. He grinned and rose. They were alive. She wanted him. More than she wanted a life of pampered comfort. “I suppose at worst we know I could become a soldier.”

She took the hand he offered. He pulled her upright. “None of that,” she chided. “You’re promising to live for me. No soldiering. Have you considered teaching dance to young noblewomen?”

He laughed. “Let’s get out of here.”

Rewriting Romeo and Juliet

A homosexual couple, closeup of a body(kisses JULIET, takes out the poison)

Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide.

Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on

The dashing rocks thy seasick, weary bark.

Here’s to my love! (drinks the poison) O true apothecary,

Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.

Ah, and so end’s Romeo and Juliet. Now, this isn’t a favorite play of mine. I don’t like tragic endings in romance, that’s why I write in the romance genre and not women’s fiction. I want the HEA. The HEA might take a few books to get there, but rest assured, my heroes will be happy together, and not in death. So here’s how I would write the ending (and being predominately a m/m writer, I’m changing Juliet into Jules.)

(kisses JULES, takes out the poison)

Romeo stares at the ugly brown bottle. Did he really want to end his life? Yes, he loved Jules like no other, but it wasn’t as if they could marry. He’d have to do the deed sometime in the future.

He vehemently shook his head. With Jules he had no life, and the thought of taking a wife left a knot in his stomach.

“Bitter, bitter taste I will welcome. Here’s to my love. “

He uncapped the cork and the nasty whiff made him choke.

Jules stirred, sitting up on his elbows, rubbing his eyes. “Hey, Rom, what took you so long?”

Romeo gasped and dropped the bottle on the concrete floor. The glass smashed and released the foul odor.

Jules wrinkled his nose. “What the fuck is that stuff?”

“I thought you were dead?”

“Didn’t you get the message?”

Romeo’s heart pounded. He’d almost taken the vile poison, and all this time his lover was alive. “What message?”

“Man, you have the worst luck. I only pretended to die, idiot. Why would I kill myself? Tybalt is dead. Mecutio is dead. How many dead bodies do we need in this goddamn play?”

Romeo shrugged. “And Paris…”

“Geeze, man, is there anyone left alive?”

Romeo grinned, his eyes shining. “We are…so let’s make the best of it.”

Fade to black…

Ah, come on, this IS Shakespeare and he doesn’t do erotic romance!
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Catch me in a Lie

y turn at two truths and a lie. In my day job, I claim to save cities. Below are three ways that I claim to have done so. Which are true, which is not?

  • I worked as a city manager for a small town in the northeast.
  • I once was a university professor teaching courses on urban development and economic development, while providing expertise to the various city agencies and nonprofits through research and consulting work.
  • I have lived in many edgy neighborhoods, leading the way to new possibilities.

What do you think? Which is a lie?  What  do you think are the best ways to save cities? Yes, I do have an urban fantasy in my future. 🙂

In the meantime, I’m offering a free sexy read,  A Flicker of Power,  to celebrate the release of newest book, Life Reignited. You can access all the links here.

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Searching For the Truth

Our theme for this week involves a bit of sleuthing on your part. Or guessing. Whichever you prefer. I will tell you three things. Two of them will be true. One will not. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to figure out which of the three is the bald-faced lie and call me on it in the comments. First, a truth for free: I may have procrastinated this post because I have no earthly clue what to tell you. But here we go anyway.

You know I went to acting school. Here are three facts regarding what happened after graduation. Two true. One not. Which is which?

1. I’ve made twice as much money singing professionally as I ever did acting.

2. I appeared in Sleepless in Seattle, an episode of Northern Exposure, and some commercials for places that aren’t even in business any more.

3. I moved to LA for a brief bit to audition for pilot season – TV shows that get made but possibly neverthreeatonce released – it didn’t go well.

There you go. What? You thought I’d make this about cats? 😀 Okay here. Your gratuitous cat photo of the day.  

Truth or Lie?

DSCN0652The theme for the next two weeks is Truth Or Lie? I’m going to give you two truths about me and one lie. Then you’ll need to guess which is the lie. I travel extensively and had many unique experiences along the way. Here are three experiences I’ll never forget, but one is a bald lie, and maybe in a way, a wish that maybe someday it will come true!

Here it goes:

Truth One: I traveled to Egypt and climbed to the top of the Great Pyramid. Once at the top, there is a room where I participated in a meditation and laid inside of a stone ‘coffin’.

Truth Two: During 9/11, I was out of the country visiting Fatima in Portugal. One of the women ran out of the church shaken up because she envisioned tall building falling down around her. Afterwards, we we found out what had happened in the United States.

Truth Three: I danced and drummed around henge stones in England with a modern Wiccan group during the full moon.

So which do you think is a lie?

Viki Lyn

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Viki Lyn: Award winning author of paranormal and contemporary romances. You can find all of Viki’s books at the following sites: Amazon, All Romance Ebooks and GLBT Bookshelf.

 

 

Action, Fun and 80s Music-Guardians of the Galaxy!

I have never been a reader of superhero fiction. It has only been recently, mostly through the Marvel films, that I have learned more. Currently my favourite are the Guardians of the Galaxy. Same as Sabrina I like my heroes working as a team.

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If you haven’t seen the movie yet run to the cinema and do so. It is a lot of fun with intriguing characters…

 

 

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Chris Pratt did a great job playing Star Lord and he doesn’t look too shabby either;). And he has some pretty awesome dance moves…

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I love the Avengers and cannot wait for the next movie to come out, but I have to tell you that Star Lord and his team are giving Iron Man, Thor and Captain America a run for their money.

Who is your favourite superhero?

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