April 29, 2013

Writer Wrangler: Jami Davenport

Author of the hot series
Seattle Lumberjacks
is here today to share a little scene with the 
Jacks' as they watch and share their two cents about the latest NFL draft picks. 

The heroes in my Seattle Lumberjacks Football Series are players on a fictional NFL football team set in Seattle. On draft day, they met at a local sports bar to watch the first round and debate what player their team would pick. 


Tyler Harris (quarterback for the Seattle Lumberjacks football team) Derek Ramsey (wide receiver) 
Zach Murphy (linebacker) 
Bruiser Mackey (running back) 

Sports bar in Seattle 

Watching the first round of the NFL draft

Tyler Harris slid into the u-shaped booth in the sports bar next to his cousin, Derek. He'd jumped at the chance to spend some quality time with his teammates when they’d invited him earlier. Besides, his girlfriend, Lavender, was hanging out with her BFFs at the house. When they came bearing bride's magazines, he ran like hell.

Just last week Lavender had sent him to pick up some dry cleaning and the address she gave him ended up being a high-end jewelry store. Mistake? Hardly.

Tyler didn't do marriage. Hell, before he met Lavender, he didn't do commitment so he figured she was getting a pretty big piece of him as it was. A piece of worthless paper wasn’t needed to validate their love for each other, and he did love her--heart and soul. He just had a tiny phobia when came to saying “I do.”

Tyler shook his head and cleared it of such life-altering thoughts and focused on stuff he understood. He reached for the pitcher of beer and filled an empty glass then offered a toast to his buddies. "To a new season and another ring."

"Here, here." Everyone raised their glasses and clinked them together in agreement.

"So who will the Jacks pick first?" Derek mused as he gazed at one of the many flat screens hanging on the walls, waiting for the draft-day festivities to begin.
Tyler jumped in, never known for being the quiet one. "I say they go with Desmond Trufant because he's a local guy from a great football family, and we could use a good, young corner."

Zach snorted, "Are you nuts, Harris, they'll try to get Geno Smith if he goes low enough."

"Geno Smith is a QB, you jerk. We don't need another QB. We have me." Tyler glared at Murphy. Sometimes the guy could be a grade-A idiot.

"What if you go down?"

Bruiser jumped into the fray. "We have Brett. He's better than people give him credit for."

Tyler frowned. "Brett Gunnels? Who says he'll even make the team this year? He's too small, too old, and too slow."

Somehow that got Bruiser's hackles up. "Yeah, well, your head is too big to be so empty, and they still keep you."

Derek and Zach burst into laughter with high fives all around, except for Tyler. He hated to be the butt of anyone's jokes.

"F-you," Tyler snarled.

"There isn't one non-starter that works as hard as Brett. Heck, most of the starters don't work that hard either." Bruiser sat back and crossed his arms over his chest, stabbing Tyler with an accusing look, but not much fazed Tyler, except to be told his head was empty.

Tyler ignored his running back and looked to his cousin. "Who do you think we'll draft first?"

"They need a good defensive tackle like Williams or Richardson. We have a big hole there as proven last season." Derek glanced around the room, always needing the approval of others, which made him a bit of a pussy in Tyler's estimation, even though Derek was fearless on the field.

Tyler grinned and pointed at Zach. "I think they'll pick a linebacker to replace the old man here."

"Hey, I'm not much older than you."

"By whose calendar?"

Zach grunted, not giving Tyler the satisfaction of baiting him into an argument. "So let's put our money out here." Zach threw a twenty on the table. "Winner gets the pot."

Everyone followed suit, except Bruiser, who never carried cash. He swore he'd pay up, but Tyler knew that story. Bruiser didn't like to part with his cash. He was even stingier than Zach, and that was saying a lot.

Turning toward the TV, they waited for the first pick to be made.

Who do you think the Seattle Lumberjacks should draft in the first round?

Thanks for sharing this scene with us, we're gunning for Zach's ring and another Superbowl win for the Jacks!

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An advocate of happy endings, Jami writes sexy romantic comedy, sports hero romances, and equestrian fiction. Jami lives on a small farm near Puget Sound with her Green Beret-turned-plumber husband, a Newfoundland cross with a tennis ball fetish, a prince disguised as an orange tabby cat, and an opinionated Hanoverian mare.

Jami works in IT for her day job and is a former high school business teacher and dressage rider. In her spare time, she maintains her small farm and socializes whenever the opportunity presents itself. An avid boater, Jami has spent countless hours in the San Juan Islands, a common setting in her books. In her opinion, it is the most beautiful place on earth.

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