My Cheerleader

My cheerleader is so hot.

Flowing wavy hair, sky-blue eyes, a body half the people in this country would kill for.

My cheerleader turns heads.

My cheerleader makes other writers jealous with questions like, “How many words today?” and statements like, “Now’s the time. You can do this.” My cheerleader unsticks plots and tells me how to make my writing appeal to guys. My cheerleader gives me blog ideas, told me to sign up for the Backspace conference, and helped me decide on business cards. My cheerleader does so much more than just cheer me on.

I love him more than anybody.


And no, it’s not even our anniversary. He just rocks my socks off. 🙂


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