Today’s picture is one I took last year…
So who’s celebrating what?
Looking forward to hearing your ideas….will share mine on Tuesday 
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Vikki Thompson's Tales of a Writer
Today’s picture is one I took last year…
So who’s celebrating what?
Looking forward to hearing your ideas….will share mine on Tuesday
I’m waiting to celebrate…can almost taste the champagne…so done with rejection letters, even good ones. Waiting to hear a “yes” from my agent.
Good luck honey
Xx
A publishing contract!
Ha ha ha, oh wouldn’t that be nice!
Xx
I will drink champagne to whatever – love it anytime for anything – but cannot wait to hear about your celebratory post on Tuesday
Lol, you and me both hon
I’m afraid my little story inspired by this photo will probably be far from celebratory lol
Xx
still, I am intrigued
No celebrating…still waiting. Finally got one back today, but alas it was a nicely worded rejection. I will keep plodding onward though.
Awwwwww, sorry to hear that honey
Like you say, keep at it!
Xx
My literary agent took my manuscript to BookExpo America (BEA) and contacted me to say that three publishing houses are interested in it — whoohoo!
Wow!!!! Congratulations!!!!!
Xx
Waiting to celebrate big sales on my second novel “On a Hot August Afternoon”! Come on big sales!
Crossing everything for you honey xx
My second book, Followed, will be out at the end of June. Woot, woot.
Congratulations!!!!!!
Xx
Thanks.
It being today…
Awwwwww
Xx
Sent you a picture very similar to yours after the celebration! We celebrated my birthday by seeing an opera at the Sydney Opera House. A dream I had to see an opera with my now partner who was then living 17,000km away and visiting me for 2 1/2 weeks at the time.
Awwww, your picture is cute honey
Wow, an opera at the SOH!!!! Im soooo jealous!
Blooming hell that must have been hard
Xx
It had been a high class wedding, exactly as planned. Once or twice Roger thought he caught Lucy with a melancholy expression on her face, but when he whispered a brief enquiry she just assured him she was sad her mother was not present.
Now, the day after all the excitement, they were finally on their own. As they arrived in the bridal suite at the hotel room, Roger noted with satisfaction that the champagne and roses were waiting just as ordered. He offered to fill the glasses, but Lucy shook her head. “Not right now, darling,” she said. “I just want to go for a walk, clear my head a little.”
Roger was all ready to go with her, but she refused, assuring him that she would not be long.
That had been four hours ago. The ice in the champagne bucket had already melted in the heat, and Roger had all but worn a path in the luxurious carpet with his pacing. He had called reception an hour ago, and the local police shortly after that, but there was no news. His new wife had simply vanished without explanation.
Ooooooo, good one Lin!
Now I need to know what’s happened lol
Xx
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What could two characters celebrate that wouldn’t be cliche? A secretary buys the champagne for her boss who she expects will be promoted. In a strange turn of events, her boss – a hopeful future executive – discovers not only did someone outside the company receive the promotion, her boss tells her she is part of the staff being laid-off. Perhaps a touch too realistic. It’s so easy to go for romance though. Good picture!
Oooooo, interesting
I likey!
Perhaps should could flip and kill him? Lol
Xx
Because why let a bottle of champagne take up space in the fridge?
Ha ha ha, exactly!
Xx
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