Okay. I wasn't going to participate in this Kissy Blog Fest, because kissing isn't something I normally talk about here. That's for all the romance writers - not a children's writer like me! But as it turned out, my son did something funny that is totally related to this. So, I'm going to share it here and tell you about the blog fest, in case you haven't heard about it and want to participate.
The rules are simple:
1. Sign up on the linky list and post the badge on your blog.
2. On one of the days of the week of September 9th, post a kissing scene on your blog. It can be either fiction or non-fiction.
3. Please do not exceed 250 words.
4. This is a blogfest, so visit the other participants and have fun!
But wait. There's More.
There will be prizes!
The scenes will be judged by these amazing romance authors: Cecilia Robert, Laurelin Paige, Kyra Lennon, and Christine Rains. They will choose three posts to win these awesome prizes.Prize 1 - A critique of a kissing/intimate scene from your WIP (not exceeding ten pages). Critiques will be done by Cecilia Robert, Kyra Lennon, and Christine Rains.
Prize 2 - A critique of a kissing/intimate scene from your WIP (not exceeding five pages). This critique will be done by Laurelin Paige and Christine.
Prize 3 - A critique of a kissing/intimate scene from your WIP (not exceeding one page). This critique will be done by Cecilia and Christine.
Cecilia, Kyra, Laurelin, and Christine will each choose one of our favorites to give out some fantastic ebooks.
Cecilia – TRULY MADLY DEEPLY YOU and REAPER'S NOVICE.
Kyra - IF I LET YOU GO
Laurelin - FIXED ON YOU
Christine – All six volumes of the 13th Floor series.
Now for my story:
As part of my son's nightly homework, he is supposed to read for twenty minutes. Sometimes I let him do it by himself. But once in a while, I make him read out loud so that I know he's actually doing it. (My boy has a tendency to daydream!)
Yesterday was one of those days that I made him read to me. I sat next to him as he began. It started off okay, but then it regressed into smooch sounds:
SMOOCH SMOOCH ..... SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH....SMOOCH
"Bubba, what the heck are you doing?" I asked.
"Reading in kissing language."
I looked at him funny. "Kissing language?"
"Yeah," he said. Then he explained it. " 'I was about to ask why,' is 'SMOOCH SMOOCH....SMOOCH SMOOCH....SMOOCH....SMOOCH....SMOOCH.' Can't you understand that?"
I shook my head. "No, Bubba. I can't. And there's no way I'm going to listen to twenty minutes of Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters in kissing language!"
"But I bet you understand this!" He leaned over and planted a wet kiss on my cheek.
I laughed. "Yes, Bubba. I understand that. I love you, too! Now finish reading - the right way!"