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wavessmall.jpgMy new release Waves of Time is a big hit with the readers and here is why
This new Time Travel Romance is not just a story it is an adventure in Time! I thought it would be nice to share with you a few chapters of Waves of Time and introduce Corin and Rogan to you. So sit back and enjoy the read
Jewel Adams
Angry over a broken contract Corin McCloud stows away on the 1800 schooner. The journey barely begins when a violent storm rolls over the schooner, throwing Corins world upside down and lands her in Charlotte Amalie, 1725.
Rogan Drake must infiltrate the powerful Black Council to find the pirate that murdered his brother. It has taken him two years to build his reputation as the infamous pirate--Dragon. He forgoes a meeting with the councils emissary to keep an eye on a girl that just entered the city. She certainly wasnt from here, not dressed so openly. Brave little woman, but hardly wise. The exotic shape of her eyes reminded him of a wild cat. Add in the sensual blend of amber and chocolate, and a man could drown in their depth. Are you untamed my little stranger?
Can Rogan give up his quest of revenge to keep Corin safe? Will she accept her new life as his wife? Can they both survive the anger of Black Diamond, the most notorious pirate in the Caribbean?
Published by JA Creations
Copyright © 2013 Jewel Adams
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Waves of Time is a complete revision of a previous release by Jewel Adams titled Scarlet Raven.
Sometimes in our lives there is a shining light in our hearts, Josh will always be our shining light.
Corin smothered a groan as she stretched out her cramped legs. The easy movement of the schooner through the water soon became the only comfort she found on the third morning in her hiding place.
She raised her arms up touching the bows hull above her head. Smiling, she let her hand run down the smooth thick wood that held back the oceans strength. Patting it, Youre stronger.
Shed started talking affectionately to the ship that first long day. Stowing away isnt how she planned to be on board, but it worked. They would be passing the keys today. Once Captain Mac sailed beyond them Corin would make her presence known, he wasnt the type to turn back, no matter how furious he might become. You, my dear Captain, can get my fare from Mr. Worth and good luck to you.
Though her decision happened instantaneously, she thought it over for the last two days. If the captain did dump her at the first port, shed either fly on to France or stay a while and work in one of the resorts. Regardless, she was on her way and refused to let the ill beginning dampen her outlook on the adventure ahead. Male chauvinist, how dare he refuse to take me on as one of his crew!
Corin pushed the ugly memory away and opened one of her three remaining candy bars that Janice begged her to bring. Corin ate it with guilty relish. Her friend would understand once they met up in France. She settled back into her cubby and fell into more pleasing thoughts about the coming weeks. Anything to keep her mind off the soon to be raging man up on deck, At least walking the plank is outlawed
Hearts Desire
Ouch! The painful hit reminded her of the cramped position she still sat in. Rubbing her sore scalp the violent downward thrust of the bow sent her hands out, groping for something to hold onto. Another rocking sway brought her out her sleepy haze. Catching her breath Corin realized the Raven must have sailed into the throes of a violent storm.
Hell need my help. On all fours Corin left the confines of the bow. It took all her strength to make it to the companion way and ladder. After several attempts she finally managed to open the hatch, releasing a wall of frigid water over the top of her. Sucking in her breath she struggled on deck and using all her weight against the winds force she managed to close the hatch.
Holding on to it, she finally got her bearings and located the captain at the helm. Corin made a lunge for the rope rail, her hands locked on to it just as the Raven took a heart stopping drop. A wall of water washed over the side forcing Corin to hold on or be taken over with the receding water. Shaken, but knowing she must help, Corin moved hand over hand to reach the captain. His violent curse cut through the howling wind, telling her he saw her progress.
Damn fool. Get below and crawl back into whatever hole you came out of!
Undaunted by his anger she yelled out. I want to help!
Help? Prayers will help, Ive already lost two men! Get the picture little lady! His hands ran frantically over the wheel, turning it to correct the lean that the full sails were causing.
The main sail is still up! Corins voice held the fear she felt.
The storm came out of nowhere! The broken fact didnt change the danger.
Before she realized what she was doing she started making her way to the mast where the last crew member frantically worked. Corin shouted across the wind. What can I do?
His shock at seeing her vanished over the fear glaring out of his eyes. Take the crank and help me bring her down!
They worked in a silent frenzy to secure the sail. Once down Corin tied down the wild, flapping sail. The wind grew stronger, tearing at Corin as she fought to maintain her hold.
A shattering sound filled the air above the howling gusts. Turning, she saw one of the riggings rip loose, but before she could move, a more frightening force seized her to the spot.
Lightening blue, the unnatural glow swept over the entire ship casting it in an eerie blue light. Corin heard a scream not knowing if it came from her or someone else. Entranced by the shimmering, living light, she covered her ears against the roar that consumed her and left a swirling madness in its wake.
The nightmare struck out again drawing a frightened whimper from her parched lips. Corin tried to roll away and escape the light, but it stayed with her. Beneath her palm the warmth from the deck penetrated her flesh chasing away the strange nothingness filled with frightening images. She forced her thick black lashes open enough to face where she might be. The glare of the wood planks spread out before her. A thin line of crystal blue water pulsed where the deck ended.
The Raven. Corins breathless relief eased the tight hold in her chest. Very cautiously she pushed herself up into a sitting position. The pains started with the movement. Her hands couldnt halt the roar assaulting her head.
After several seconds it began to ease and she took a tentative look around the schooner. The storms ravage force left its mark over the open deck. Corin needed to move, she looked up and over each mast breathing a little easier when she failed to find any major damage.
Captain Mac?
Wrapping her arms around her waist she moved around the deck unable to shake the feeling she wouldnt find anyone aboard. She sat out on the cat walk for a long time before coming to terms with what happened, while the Raven drifted in the calm waters. The bright sun and blue seas made it hard to believe the fury she lived through last night.
Brushing away her silent tears she said another prayer for the men out there hoping they survived.
Corin took a deep breath and pushed her panic down, Sitting here wont help anyone.
She forced the terrible thoughts away that they were beyond help as she made her way to the captains cabin. As she hoped, she found a ship to shore radio. The Raven didnt have too much modern equipment, as a relic in the original state as a 19th century schooner. She was thankful the captain didnt forego the radio. After half an hour she failed to hail static let alone a voice. Everything seemed to be working. She couldnt understand what could be wrong. Even if the storm blew them off course there should be a ship or something within range.
Corin finally gave up and went back on deck. Seeing nothing with the binoculars, she kicked off her shoes and began the climb up the main mast. From the crows nest Corin made a complete scan of the horizon. She came nearly full circle before seeing the intrusion into the blue water. Land ho!
She took a bearing then shimmied down the mast feeling better than she had since coming to on deck. Using the hand crank, Corin raised the forestall sail. Hurrying to the wheel she swung it about to catch the wind. The sail quickly filled to capacity. Corin could only manage the one sail alone. At a slow, but safer pace, the Raven moved easily through the smooth water.
Lacking a real bearing to determine her course and hoped the approaching shallows werent reef bound.
Corin didnt see any sign of a port or buildings as she ran parallel with the coast line of what she felt was a large island. She passed up the first cove not liking the brighter shades of blue waters indicating shallows. The Raven had a shallow draft, but distance in water could be deceiving. She did find an open cove free of any tell tale white caps over reefs, but decided to go on a little further.
Checking out the lowering sun she needed to make a decision and soon.
As she came around a point another larger open coastline greeted her. Sweeping out wide Corin raced across the deck and lowered the sail to half mast. She ran back to turn the wheel and held her breath that the deep midnight blue water held no hidden dangers. In as far as she dare to go, Corin released the anchor. Securing the sail she finally relaxed at the easy rocking of the Raven. I did it!
Her victory was a lonely one, but just as thrilling. All those classes were worth the price.
Corin paced the deck under the sparkling blanket of stars. The full moon made the white sandy beach glow in silvery enchantment. Tomorrow morning she would go ashore and see if anyone lived on the island. It appeared too large not to have a town of some kind. Shed seen mountains up the coast line. It reminded her of St. Thomas making her wonder how long shed been unconscious. She knew of no other island with this terrain.
Where ever she landed, Corin decided to be cautious in her approach. The radio still remained silent, even her small portable wasnt picking up anything. The captains might have been damaged by the storm, but hers remained safely stowed in the bow. She would find no answers until tomorrow.
The Raven
Corin rose before dawn to be ready at first light for her swim to the beach. She regretted not being able to wear her jeans to fight off the thick vegetation; the skirt and blouse she choose were light and would dry fast over her bikini.
She wrapped her sneakers and blouse inside the skirt tied around her waist. Dont go anywhere Raven, Ill be back.
Standing on the rail her sleek dive cut through the crystal blue water. Her strong artful strokes soon brought her to the sandy bottom. Corin stood and walked into the beach ringing out the water from her thick, waist length hair. She squeezed as much water from her braid as she could before putting on the soaked clothes. The white blouse stuck against her skin making the bright flowers of her bikini show the full rounded curves of her breast. Pulling on the flowered skirt she gave up trying to unstick it from her skin and slipped the sneakers on in the water, hoping to avoid some of the sand.
The beach looked beautiful, everything she always wanted to find. It felt as if no one ever stepped foot on it before today. Corin laughed at the foolish thought and started down the coastline. Every so often she took a large piece of broken conch shell and scratched an X on a palm tree, hoping the fresh scaring would be noticeable under the moonlight.
The sun was high when she finished a rather treacherous climb over a high cliff face. Collapsing on the thick grass at the top, she felt like shed been walking for hours.
From her perch, the cove below became visible, the sight was breathtaking. Below her cliff sat a deep inlet that cut into the trees between the cliff and the land. She absently made a mental note that the Raven could easily clear the inlet. From her vantage point she could see the reef in front of the coves only entrance. It ran close against the land side and would be a dangerous sail, but it could be done.
She swam the inlet to reach the cliff, but from here Corin could see an easier passage around the cliff base. She tried to avoid the jungle growth fearing she might get lost, but at night it would be a better route.
Rest time went too fast and upon rising she found an easier slope going down. Looking further up the coast she shouted out. I knew it!
The small cluster of white buildings must be the town she came to find. It was set back against the rise of escalating hills; before it, the massive harbor was filled with large ships. Looks like a walk through the jungle and Ill be home free.
All the while she fought her way through the trees and undergrowth Corin kept asking herself why she hadnt raised anything on the radio.
Hot and tired she broke out of the thick vegetation and onto a crushed shell road. Pushing back damp bangs she started following it. On the way back Ill stick to the beaches. She thought it would be shorter to leave the shoreline she wouldnt make that mistake again.
The sun was directly overhead when she began to hear activity from the town she approached. Corin pulled the blouse knot beneath her breast tighter, letting the shirt tails hang lazily down below her exposed midriff.
A woman carrying a lace parasol on the arm of a formal dressed man passed her. Corin smiled at them, the man touched his hat in a polite manner until the lady jabbed him in the ribs.
Corin giggled wickedly, pitying the man for the tirade he would undoubtedly receive once they were out of the public eye. She reminded herself never to be the jealous type.
As she made her way down the street into town things began pricking at her mind. Odd, minor things like the style of the clothes on the men and women alike, the lack of cars. Her head still turned when a donkey drawn cart passed by her.
But they were insignificant in light of the very bold curiosity coming from the men she passed. They themselves earned her guarded glances. Gawd, they look positively barbaric. Most of them carried swords or large knives and pistols were brandished from their thick belts. Many wore high leather boots with wide cuffs at the knees. The pants were tight of a light fabric or as loose as the large blousy shirts.
Corin nearly turned full circle at the man walking pass her. She bit her lip to keep the laughter from bubbling up and over because of his large dark hat with an elaborate feather coming down the side.
Under her breath, Gawd, its red besides.
She became enthralled by the people and didnt notice the fact that she walked into the middle of town. She came to an immediate halt when she caught a glance of the harbor and nearly collapsed over the sight.
Large mast ships of all sizes and shapes dotted the water. At the docks stood what couldnt be mistaken for anything but a Spanish Galleon
Shes beautiful, Ill give you that.
Not looking at the voice that cut through her astonishment, Corin suddenly grew very nervous and moved off the walkway to avoid the man.
Rogan had been following her for some time. The beauty caught nearly every mans eye since she entered the town. His heated gaze fell to the natural swing of her fully curved and enticingly small hips. Raising his gaze to the satin flatness of her bronzed waist, Rogan felt his loins tighten in alarming velocity.
The exotic caress of that thick roped hair held the color of polished teak and his fingers itched to feel the softness fall through his fingers.
Wherever she appeared from he knew she certainly wasnt from here, not dressed so openly. He would give her credit, she was braver than most the women he knew, but hardly wise. Looking closer, Rogan watched the way her eyes took in the docked ships, floating from one to the next, all the while their deep rich brown grew larger. No, he was wrong, her eyes werent just brown, but amber and chocolate all mixed into a sensual blend a man could drown in. Their shape intrigued him, almost wild like a cat. Are you untamed my little stranger?
Keeping his distance, Rogan ignored Big Dans wave to go, Billings could wait, Rogan suddenly found a more interesting priority.
Corin nervously ran her fingers through the feathered bangs that hid her eyes from his. He still followed her. She pretended to stop and look over a frigate showing an odd but familiar British flag. She couldnt stop stealing looks at the man.
Man, oh yes he was more of a man than shed ever seen. Broad, powerful shoulders, she needed to breathe hard over the temptation they inspired. For a second she let herself daydream over how it would feel to be held by such strength. She could envision her fingertips tracing the bold line of rigid muscles. They would travel down across the large wall of copper skinned chest, sprinkled with sun-kissed hair. Heavens, he looked like Hercules, only better with that wild dark mane of silky waves.
Corin swallowed hard; she didnt dare look beyond the deep open vee that exposed the corded expanse of his trim waist. She forced her eyes up from the bulging thighs and other more potent evidence of his masculinity and looked directly into those relaxed blue eyes.
Sucking in her breath their crystal depths trapped her own. He definitely witnessed her brazen scrutiny and silently told her he liked what he saw when he took the liberty to see her as well.
A firing blush crept up her throat and she could feel the heat radiating from her face. Unable to end what she started, her eyes fell upon his parted lips smiling confidently at her from that fierce square jaw. Instead of being insulted, Corin felt an unfamiliar heat strike hard and fast in the most womanly part of her body.
What the hell was wrong with her? Corin never reacted to any man like this, never wanted to, but she seemed incapable of breaking the spell that started between them.
The sudden ringing of a loud bell made her jump. Having severed his invisible hold over her, she moved with the crowd, hoping to lose the man and the unwanted power he wielded.
Hear ye all, citizens and visitors of the gracious Governor of Charlotte Amalie. Tis a warrant for the arrest of the pirate called Dragon.
Someone in the crowd called out. How much is the bounty man?
Thirty gold pieces my friend, if youre brave enough to bring him in alive. Twenty if hes dead.
A man in back of the crowd laughed out. Taint worth me life! That ones no ordinary pirate.
Corin didnt know what to make of all this. Their jest didnt camouflage the serious intensions. Her own humor deserted her.
She rubbed her bare arms when the man began to hammer the notice on the board. She didnt like any of the feelings taking hold of her since seeing the harbor and what it held. Whispering to herself, Charlotte Amalie? But how?
The crowd began to break up. She walked on unsteady feet, drawn to the notice, yet afraid of what she might find. The elaborate hand writing flowed over the crisp parchment. Her eyes raced over the words until they found what they searched for--with shaking fingers she traced the date as if confirming its existence.
June 18th, 1725
It should be at least 100 gold pieces.
Jumping back, Corins frighten voice spoke out, What?
The reward, tis not enough.
Confused by what she just saw and having Hercules standing in front of her, made Corin sway. When his hand captured her arm she tried to break free from the heat of his touch.
Dear lady, I fear you are overcome by Charlotte Amalies noon sun.
Yes, I guess. Please let go of me.
His release came slow as if he regretted obliging her request.
Thank you.
Does the talk of pirates frighten you?
Something close to anger flared in the man making her wonder just how bad these pirates were.
What? Oh no, I guess not, Ive never known any. Her words sounded as ridiculous to her ears as the soft laughter they earned from the man. His nearness must be confusing her. Corin couldnt stop feeling that shed missed something important. She needed to think and started to walk away, but he fell in step with her.
I hope you dont have the call to see any, my lady.
Why would I?
The waters are full of them.
Corin heard about the thieves on the open seas. How unsuspecting ships stumbled onto drug drops and were killed for their mistake. But why didnt she think he meant that. Why?
Then I will be careful.
Are you sailing soon?
I no, maybe. Corins thoughts became occupied by the coach coming down the street, causing her to stop and stare as it passed.
Thats a coach. She could have kicked herself for not keeping her thought to herself.
His blue eyes followed her intent interest in the common vehicle passing them. Where are you from?
New Orleans.
Corin didnt miss the mans surprise.
Rogans brows drew close over her lack of knowledge. The fear he glimpsed wasnt because of the notice. Neither did he think that his presence confused her. He quickly lost any argument he should not care what her problems were, he couldnt make himself leave her side. Rogan didnt have to look around to know of the hungry eyes following her.
Rogan started asking her what part of New Orleans but she abruptly stopped.
Her ashen pallor made Rogan fear that shed swoon. What is it? Answer me!
Her arm came up and pointed, he could see her lips were shaking too much to speak. The girls enlarged eyes never left the unfortunate soul the governor hung that morning. Rogan detested the practice of leaving such a sight up as a warning to others not to thieve.
Taking hold of her shoulders he turned her about and away from the ugly scene. Rogan brought his arm about her waist and gently drew her against him. An unfair advantage, due to her shocked senses, but he wasnt beyond taking it as he led her away. His palms were alive against the gentle woman in their hold. Slim, she felt like satin and she moved sensually beneath his hold. The slight flare of her lovely hips brushed against his thigh, creating a fierce response in his tightening groin. Pure strength and willpower kept him from embarrassing them both by displaying what he wanted from the lady. Rogan didnt remember experiencing such a strong and instant attraction for any woman, it felt unsettling yet extremely stimulating.
But for all her bold attire or lack of it, he didnt believe the lady would willing submit to the roughish thoughts taking hold of him at the moment.
Why did they do such a thing?
Caught off guard, What?
Hang that poor man and then leave him there. Why its barbaric and sick!
'Tis the way and not uncommon. Why, even in New Orleans they still practice hanging.
His statement made her steps falter.
Corin wanted to run, be sick and cleanse away the fear taking root. It couldnt be possible. Pushing the thoughts away she tried to concentrate on why she came here.
I must find the police.
Po lice?
Law, someone in authority.
There is the Governor
I guess hell do. Where is he?
He fought with answering, It is that way. No, he couldnt tell her how inappropriate her attire might be. Rogan searched the crowd looking for Big Dan and Terry, waving them back to follow.
He felt every response, no matter how slight from the woman at his side. That she didnt refuse his hold stopped surprising him, he almost wondered if she realized he remained. No, the ladys attention became captured by what she saw around her and shed taken the insults given to her entreating smiles very hard. Instinctively, Rogan realized this woman wasnt what she appeared to be. Women that gave their treasures freely werent affected by what the others thought. She suffered the reaction of a lady unaccustomed to the ways of the streets.
And yet he couldnt place her with the women proper or society dames.
The nervous way she tucked her hair in back and tried to straighten her slight blouse tore at Rogans senses.
Corin didnt understand why he stayed with her. The eerie feelings inside her only grew more pronounced as they walked through the strange streets. The looks she received made her grateful for the large mans presence. More than once she caught the lecherous way mens eyes followed her. But the disgust she glimpsed and felt from the women made her begin to shake. It didnt take a fool to realize she wasnt up to their standards. The only group she came close to fitting into made her own sensibilities revolt.
When they entered the cool interior of the place he brought her to, Corin took a moment to adjust to the opulent surroundings.
When the uniformed man looked curiously up from his papers Corin couldnt put it off any longer. She turned to her escort. Thank you for bringing me, I hope it wasnt out of your way.
You can be sure it wasnt, my lady.
The formality he used made Corin straighten. Calling on her pride she didnt want to show him anything that would demean herself in his eyes. She didnt care why she felt so strongly, she just wanted the respect he held her in to stay in those beautiful blue eyes.
I better go. Turning away from him she forced herself to walk determinedly to the desk.
I need to see the Governor, please.
The mans eyes were shameful the way they went over her. The half smile he gave her infuriated Corin beyond all the others.
Hes busy.
Really, and if I screamed at the top of my lungs, would he still be busy?
His eyes grew large over her threat. Corin took a deep breath to insure he believed her. Shed done the same thing once in grade school and both times it worked beautifully.
Come this way please.
He opened the double doors and she followed. A portly man was seated behind a ridiculously large desk. The brocade waistcoat and vest that he wore over the lace ascot shirt nearly became her undoing. All she could think is that the man must be dying in all those garments and in this heat. Taking a peak beneath the table, she almost spoke out her thoughts over the lace stockings and garters that he wore.
Whom shall I say is requesting an audience?
Miss Corin Elizabeth Ann McCloud. She wished she possessed ten more names to throw in just so the pompous ass would have to repeat them. The whole procedure sounded comical, the man being no more than ten feet in front of them.
All he got for his effort was a rude humph.
Turning back to her, he asked. And what is the nature of your audience?
Having had more than she could tolerate, Corin walked past the red faced man and came to stand directly in front of the desk. She waited patiently for the mans spectacled eyes to come up and look at her.
Good day Governor.
She put him in an uncomfortable position and enjoyed his dilemma.
Good day to you, Miss McCloud.
I have some very tragic information to tell you, sir. If it is alright I would prefer to tell you face to face.
The man leaned back in his chair and seemed to contemplate her rather rushed outburst before dismissing the man throwing daggers at her away.
Corin couldnt help but turn and watch him be dismissed. It was then she realized her escort never left at all, but stood only a foot or so behind her. Flustered, she didnt dare look him and maintain her composure, but before she turned back to the Governor, her self-appointed guardian winked at her.
Well young woman, what is the tragedy?
She came here to tell them, but suddenly it seemed so pointless. I, there was a fierce storm at sea.
How long ago?
Im not sure exactly, I must have been unconscious for some time.
What port did you sail from?
Port? It would be New Orleans.
When did you leave?
Saturday morning
Thats only five days ago. Rogan, isnt it too far to be that much off course?
Corin tried not to show her agitation over the man bringing her guardian into their conversation. Rogan? Such an unusual name, but it did fit him.
Im sorry.
I asked what happened?
The storm, it was awful, there was this frightening blue light When I came around there was no one left.
You mean the whole crew washed over?
Yes sir. Can you take out a search party?
And where might we start? You hail from New Orleans and in five days you are in Charlotte Amalie. Im sorry, but you were unconscious for some time Im afraid. When did you wash up?
Wash up? His words and the meaning seemed to move through her at an incredible speed, like the blue light. Closing her eyes at the memory. I the date on the notice
Rogan! For Gods sake catch her!
John didnt need to yell, Rogan sensed her weakness even before her knees gave out, lifting her up in his arms.
John, Ill take care of the lady, she obviously has no relatives about.
I think it would be wise, she must get some decent clothes Rogan. Though it is a treat
Rogan gave his friend a warning glance that ended an old mans musing.
If you dont mind Ill take our leave by the back entrance, shes already created quite a stir in your city.
By all means.
John held the door for the man. Rogan we need to talk.
Tonight John, right now Ive other more enticing duties to perform.
Nowhere to run
Stay close to her.
The large man smiled in understanding over the captains order. He would have been surprised if the man hadnt taken notice of the lass. If only she could keep him away from the destructive course he set his life on these last years.
Dan moved back, pulling the door quietly shut in order not to wake the lady. He moved back into the shadows and took up his vigil, wondering who needed him more this night. But Terry would be with the captain should anything go amiss. That scoundrel Billings wasnt to be trusted, but then none of the low life Rogan Drake fell into company with would come close to being called gentlemen.
Spitting on the floor in disgust he folded his massive arms across the equally expressive chest. Rogan was right about one thing; the pretty lass inside the room needed someones protection. That she seemed unaware of the danger following her this afternoon made her more vulnerable to what lurked in these streets.
The moon beam cutting through the open window intruded the dreamless darkness. Her arm came up to wave away the troubled thoughts invading her sleep.
Corin bolted up and gripped the soft cover against her body. Im naked. Oh Gawd.
Groping at the silky sheet she pulled it about her, berating herself for fainting. She remembered what that man said about New Orleans and she knew she couldnt have drifted that far.
But it cant be possible 1725? No, I wont believe it. I cant!
Corin scooted off the large four poster bed and frantically started a search for her clothes. Damn him!
The image of the man made her groan and pull the sheet closer as a heated blush stained her cheeks.
She stopped in front of the gown draped over the chair. Corin blew up at her bangs in disgust. This wont do.
Her stubbornness not to touch the fluffy thing only lasted a few seconds over her distress at being naked. But, before her fingers could touch the lovely pink dress the voices and approaching steps set her flying back to the bed. Corin barely managed to take a relaxing pose and fake sleeping when the door opened. She kept her eyes closed and forced her breathing to be slow and easy.
No doubt she is exhausted from her ordeal. No ones reported of any ship going down. The Governor is going to send out a search party to comb the coast in the morning. They should find wreckage if nothing else.
She didnt need to see him, his presence filled her senses.
How did the lass ever survive?
When she wakes Ill be sure and ask her. Dont leave her. Well be back late.
Be careful Rogan.
Aye, a pirate like Billings would love to cut my throat. Too bad hes a coward.
A sneak like that is unpredictable.
They left then, closing the door behind them.
Pirates? The air rushed out of her, everything was worse than she believed. But how did it happen?
Before her panic took hold Corin needed to get away from here and back to the Raven. If they found the schooner Corin instinctively knew shed be lost. The ship promised the only way out of this place. I must get back to New Orleans.
She gathered up the clothes and laid them out on the bed. She nearly let out a squeal of nervous laughter. A corset? Sorry, not my style. She refused to think about the clothes, knowing she never wore anything close to them. But all were of delicate quality and exquisite to touch. Laces and satin of the richest textures she never knew existed. Corin held them up to her cheek unable to resist the pure womanly reaction to feel such finery.
The thin chemise was cool and utterly feminine against her bare skin. She held up the sheer silk stockings and moaned over not being able to wear them. Their destruction would be guaranteed as she made her way back to the Raven. With great care she folded them and placed them inside the chemise before pulling the satin bow securely about her breasts.
Corin realized the full voluptuous skirt of the dress would probably trip her without the volumes of petticoats beneath it and begrudgingly put them on. At least until Im out of here.
With more haste Corin pulled the beautiful silk gown over the ensemble, thankful the buttons were in the front. The low revealing cut of the dress fought all her efforts and she didnt have the time to waste trying to cover what refused to be hidden.
Her hands crushed the dainty slippers in her hand. These wont do! On hands and knees she search everywhere trying to find her deck shoes. She almost shouted when her efforts succeeded in locating them beneath the bed where theyd been tossed.
You are an inconsiderate lout, Rogan. They are important to me!
After slipping them on past the mounds of lace and silk bunched up around her waist Corin clumsily came to her feet. Standing up before the large mirror was a mistake. The image that she faced couldnt be her. Corins fingers nervously smoothed the gown. The evidence shattered all the denials against where she found herself. In absent concentration she maneuvered the thick dark hair into a satiny rope down over her shoulder. Taking one of the ribbons from the discarded corset she tied the braid off and let the mass of waves fall freely over her breast.
She took one final look at the stranger in the mirror with a determined glare. Its not real, no matter what my eyes see. Im not back in 1725. Its impossible!
Corin started toward the door, stopping dead when she remembered Rogans order to the other man.
Unsure what to do she paced the room until stopping in front of the open window. Oh Corin, you shouldnt The distance to the ground was gentled by the small roof line below her window. To the side she spied a trellis. Please be a sturdy one.
Gathering up the circus of material, Corin carefully backed out of the window as she warily reached with her toes to touch the roof. Holding onto the window she eased down and took hold of the slate shingles to help edge herself to the corner. On her hands and knees she scooted back until her feet hung over the roof. Wiggling back until her waist was at the edge, her feet frantically tried to locate the trellis. Corin didnt realize she was holding her breath until it rushed out when her feet made contact. Every rung down earned another breathless thank you that it held her weight.
She caught her breath at the bottom and didnt have time for a case of nerves. Her unfaltering belief that this Rogan wouldnt be too pleased by her achievement sent her moving hastily towards the lively streets.
Halting before she stepped out into the crowd on the torch lit street, Corin took in the unsavory individuals the night let loose. Earlier she only glimpsed a few of the men that could have stepped off Blackbeards ship. Now, they dominated the town!
Looking back from where she escaped, Corin felt herself being drawn back to the safety it afforded and the man that extended it. But his words about the search party frightened her more. Whether they searched by land or water they would never miss finding the Raven. The schooner represented the only sanity left to her-- she couldnt let it be lost.
She only needed to gain the edge of town then flee into the woods. Corin stepped bravely out of the protective shadows. Thankfully, the docks gave her the bearings she needed.
Ignoring the crude remarks and paling stares that wanted to do more than mentally undress her, Corin kept her sight forward and tried to crush the fears reigning unchecked inside her. She saw the five burly men coming towards her. Corin decided she better avoid them and moved out into the street to cross to the other boardwalk.
The large arrogant man she nearly bumped into suddenly became a very real and closer threat than the ones she tried to escape. Keeping her eyes averted she moved to the left to step around him. When he blocked her way Corin turned to flee the menace, but he moved faster and took hold of her arm.
Well, well, what surprises the night has given me.
Corin forced her scream back down her throat when she met the mans cold piercing eyes. Closing her own was a mistake that let him draw her closer. She almost gagged over the foul breath fanning her face.
And who might the lovely be sneaking off to meet?
Opening her eyes, she glared up at him, furious at the way he raked those evil eyes over her. Let me go this instant!
The lady has spirit. I like taming the wild ones.
Corin reached deep, past the fear, for the instilled training she held within her reach. Before she could gorge the creeps eyes out a roaring growl came out of nowhere, sending her flying out of the mans clasp. Reeling against the building Corin backed away from the raging men.
A bear of a man attacked the brute holding her. His great barrel arms were clenched about the brute in a fierce hold that lifted him off the ground. A movement beyond the fighting men caught her attention. Two men were moving in against the giant from behind. One pulled out a large deadly looking knife. Yanking up her skirts, Corin moved with a speed that stunned the men. Racing up, she placed her well aimed kick, both feet made contact with the first mans open jaw before she curled into a neat ball and rolled away with the force.
The other man, seeing his friend rolling and groaning on the ground, turned to her with a vicious curse. Knowing hed not let her use her feet against him, Corin rose quickly and faced him as he charged. Just as he reached for her she turned, catching his outstretched forearm and tripping him, she flipped the bull over onto his back. Before he could gather himself up from the impact she delivered a stunning blow to his windpipe, rendering him unconscious.
Low, like the animals she feared would follow, Corin crouched in readiness. The gathering crowd of men stepped away from her as she backed out of their circle. Only once did her attention drift long enough to insure the unknown friend was alright. The man lying at his feet said he no longer needed her help. The angry shouts that earned the giants call sent Corins heart into her throat. Rogan!
She realized the giant must have been her guard and having no desire to face the rage she heard breaking through the crowd, Corin deftly gathered her skirts up and took off running down the street towards the tree line.
Bursting into the underbrush she kept heading towards the shoreline, unfastening the buttons as she ran. The lovely dress and petticoats were catching on every branch and briar she raced past, slowing her flight. God, hell kill me for this if he catches me!
In answer, she heard the violent thrashing behind her and knew it could only be one man. Practically ripping the garments away, kicking free of the yards of silk, she burst forward, carried by the fear that her pursuer instilled.
Gaining the beach Corin ran across the sand to the waters edge, turning she ran in the ankle deep curls of gentle waves as she raced to the rocks. She could never outrun him. She scurried with an agile swiftness over the jetty and back into the tree line. Finding a thick group of bushes that hid her stark white chemise, she crawled down and waited, fighting not to breathe.
When he tore through the trees, dragging the torn remnants of her dress with him, Corin froze in terror. Panic seized her and she searched for escape only to have the coming search party rekindled her determination. The Raven must be saved. Her gaze froze as the moon caught Rogans furious stance, outlining him in a golden display of bulging muscles. Biting her lip to stop its quiver her gaze never left him as he followed her tracks to the waters edge. Corin could feel the fury vibrating across the distance as he scanned the shadowy water.
She almost screamed when in his rage he threw the dress into the water.
Even after he finally left the beach Corin stayed hidden fearing he was only waiting for her to move. The moon was skipping across the starlit night sky telling her there was little time to reach the Raven and get her moved to safety.
Taking a chance Corin moved back out into the open. Hearing nothing, she quickly moved over the rocks and onto the next beach. Racing across the sand she didnt look back until she reached the next obstacle.
Finding that he didnt follow the disappointment she felt confused her. She shook off the feeling and tried to eliminate him from her memory, along with all the other unsettling sights she faced in just one day.
The water felt refreshing on her heated skin as she swam out to the Raven. Stepping onto the quiet deck she stood there knowing she couldnt give into the aching exhaustion. Her muscles were vibrating under the strain. Her eyes darted across the deck to the horizon. Already the sky was lighting.
Using both hands and all her remaining strength she hauled in the anchor line. Hurrying, she went and raised the main sail to its capacity knowing she needed the speed it afforded to reach the reefed cove.
The sun was just peeking over the water when she steered the Raven out to the open sea. Corin started the race along the shoreline watching for the cliff when it came in view the sun shined on it turning the sheer rock face a brilliant orange. And like a beacon it guided her to the mouth of the reef. Dropping the sail to half mast Corin held her breath as she pointed the bow towards the breaking waves. The small crevice between the reef and the land mass didnt look as open as shed thought from her perch on land.
Too late to turn her about, Corin bit down on her lip as the Raven cut through the pass. Seconds turned to years before the schooner cleared the threatening passage. Still continuing into the deep cove she would have to cut the sail and pray the inertia would be enough to take them into the inlet, but not far enough to ground her against the narrow end. She refused to think about how she would ever manage to back it out again. She hoped the Raven would forgive her for putting them in such a perilous position. When the bow entered the inlet Corin released the anchor hoping it could stop them soon enough. The trees folded about them like a cocoon. Corins nervous gaze watched the mast become one with the trees as they slowly came to a lazy stop.
She surveyed her accomplishment and clapped her hands over the results. The cove sheltered by the reef allowed only an easy current to lap against the hull.
The exhaustion she fought folded in on her in weighted hits. The shade of the trees proved too inviting. Corin stretched out over the deck and gave up the battle letting the unexplainable dangers and one formidable man carry her into a troubled sleep.
I swear, I saw the mast veer landward, past the cliff, Captain.
Rogan didnt doubt his first mates words. Terry possessed the eyes of a hawk and the instincts to match. Well make another sweep of the cove.
Whipping the massive wheel about Rogan brought the Tempest full circle.
Lower the main sails, well coast in for a closer look.
That reefs got a wide berth Captain.
Not as dangerous as one illusive wench! The beauty hadnt left his thoughts for a moment.
Rogan rocked over the simmering rage that finding her dress instilled. It didnt equal the fierce anger and disbelief Dan delivered over what the minx did to Billings cut throats. Dan wasnt one to exaggerate and if Rogan didnt know him as well as himself he would swear the man had been sipping the rum.
Believing that slip of a girl could overtake two muscled brutes just wasnt acceptable. That shed taken off to escape him infuriated Rogan beyond his iron control. The fact she succeeded didnt help his pride much.
What she ran from is what Rogan wanted to discover and was determined he would. He held no thoughts that she might have perished in the water, after everything hed learned about her hed be a fool not to take her trick for what it was.
Eventually, shed show herself again and he would wait until she did.
This search proved as futile as hed suspected. The woman wasnt about to show herself until she was ready. For some reason he didnt expect the Governors search party to discover any more wreckage than they failed to find. It seemed the lady wasnt incapable of lying. If she did drift to Charlotte Amalie so would some evidence of the ship or bodies of the crew.
The large knuckles grew tense. Rogan cursed the strange woman that seemed to have embedded herself under his thick skin.
The memory of Brians laughing smile stole away the enchantress haunting eyes. Closing his own Rogan fought back the painful childhood memories of his only brother. I will get him, Brian, I swear.
Rogans harsh vow passed through his clenched teeth, angry because hed let this woman steer him away from where he should be; something hed not allowed to happen in nearly two years.
Building a reputation as the notorious pirate, Dragon, had not been an easy accomplishment. Not when the real man was anything but a thieving renegade. Insuring he obtained an invite into the inner circle of the powerful Black Council Rogan became one of the very men he loathed. Only gaining an invitation to the Black Council would get him close to the man he sought.
Black Diamonds identity was only known to the trusted inner council and Rogan was slowly opening the doors to become one of the Black Council.
That bastard Billings was the closest hed come to gaining an introduction, thanks to the Governor and old friend, John Kent. John was the only man besides Dan and Terry that knew his true identity and Rogans purpose for being here.
He really needed to talk to John about the reward. Thirty gold pieces was hardly prestigious enough for the Black Council. An old family friend, John held more concern about someone actually seeking the Dragon for the reward than Rogans motives.
Tonight, he would finalize the plans with Billings over the raid that would insure his introduction. He knew perfectly well that the council sent Billings to seek him out for their own purposes.
Rogans sharp gaze turned cold over the prospect. Dragon never raided with another present. Rogan tried, unsuccessfully, to avoid their test. Every raid he made to build his reputation was accomplished without bloodshed or actual booty. The threatened captains were more than willing to glorify the plunder and foul deeds of the dreaded Dragon in exchange for their oath of secrecy over the truth. To insure they held their vow Rogan always made sure they knew he could change his mind the next time.
Raiding a British merchant with Billings his previous success wouldnt be allowed to continue. Somehow Rogan must waylay Billings. It would be hard to control his anger in front of the man after the way he accosted Miss McCloud. Dan couldnt go with him tonight after what hed done to Billings because of her. Antagonizing Billings wouldnt get Rogan what he wanted.
Whatever it takes Brian, I will find your murderer.
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SOMERVILLE, Massachusetts – April 2, 2008 the Everett Chamber
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Has Anyone Told You - Poem by Jo Hanna Erk
Has Anyone Told You
by: Jo E
Has an one told you how beautiful u are?
Has anyone looked at you with love?
Has anyone looked at you and said 'I love you, no matter what'.
Has anyone looked at you with love so deep!
I know that someone.
He's the most wonderful person, friends, lover, and my all!
I know that someone!
And he loves me not matter what!
Has anyone ever told you how much he loved you and how much he still DO, and there he was willing to die for me.
Has he lifted you up in his arms and looked in your eyes.
Has he ever held your hand while both of you are walking down the beach?
Has as anyone told you that your not alone? For someone is with u.
Has as anyone told you that he will love you till eternity?
I'll tell you know, i know that someone!
I know that someones LOVES you and me!
That someone really died for you and me!
That someone is Jesus!
His Love never fails!
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Local Attractions
Salt Lake City has a lot of history in snowboarding. And if you're anywhere in Utah to snowboard, you're at least going through it. Here's a list of local attractions.
Milosport 3119 East, 3300 South
Rail Gardens Olympic Hills Park, Millcreek
Hector's (Formerly known as Molca Salsa) 2901 East 3300 South
Best Resort Value
Brighton, Utah
This staple of the Utah snow scene is known both for it's creative jib setups as well as its ample backcountry access and light, champagne powder. Whether it's park laps on Crest, night riding, or slashes and side hits on Milly, you're getting bang for your buck at Brighton.
Near Beer? Sort of.
Buy PBR in a Utah grocery store and you'll see 3.2% ABW, that's alcohol percentage to weight ratio. This is almost the exact same percentage as PBR in your state; it's just measured by volume (4% ABV) instead of weight. To buy higher percentage brews or spirits, go to a state liquor store. Those are closed on Sundays, so plan ahead. Bars are only allowed to serve one ounce of liquor at a time. They're also not allowed to serve high alcohol percentage beers on draught, but they can serve you a 9% ABV Squatters Hop Rising in an unopened bottle.
Fly And Ride
Remember that rumor you heard about cashing in an airline boarding pass for a lift ticket? Yep, that's a go. It's called the Quick Start Vacation offer and it's good at Park City and The Canyons for out-of-state visitors on same day arrivals. Register before you go: visitparkcity.com/quickstart.


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by Staff Writers
Wellington (AFP) Feb 14, 2013
Scientists have urged New Zealand to take immediate action to protect the critically endangered Maui's dolphin, amid warnings the marine mammal could become extinct by 2030.
The animal, the world's smallest dolphin sub-species, is only found in waters off the North Island's west coast and experts estimate the adult population has dwindled to just 55, the US-based Society for Marine Mammalogy (SSM) said.
In a letter to New Zealand Prime Minister John Key, it said scientific data showed up to five dolphins a year died after becoming entangled in fishing nets, meaning urgent action was needed for it to survive.
While the findings are disputed by commercial fishers, the SSM said the evidence was "exceptionally strong" and called for a ban on trawling and a fishing method known as gillnetting in its marine habitat.
"In a situation such as this one, involving a critically endangered sub-species, delay to resolve uncertainty could have dire, irrevocable results," SSM president Helene Marsh said in the letter dated February 11, seen Thursday.
"I encourage you to act quickly and decisively to provide the leadership in marine conservation that the world expects of your country."
The SSM, which represents 2,000 scientists from 60 countries, said the population of Maui's dolphin was so small that allowing any of them to be die as "bycatch" to the fishing industry made it unsustainable.
Conservation group NABU International said the figures showed the Maui's dolphin was set to become extinct by 2030 if the government took no action.
"The scientific evidence for an immediate zero tolerance approach to Maui's dolphin mortality is overwhelming," NABU conservation expert Barbara Maas said.
"New Zealand is becoming embarrassingly isolated amidst growing international interest and concern."
In July last year, the International Whaling Commission also called for New Zealand to extend maritime protection zones for the dolphin.
The government began reviewing protection measures for the dolphin last year but is yet to make an announcement about whether they will be strengthened.
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found a new home!
Plenty of my friends are looking
for one too. Find a pet to adopt.
I am already neutered, in need of an experienced adopter, up to date with shots, good with kids, not good with dogs, and not good with cats.
He is not good with dogs nor is he good with other cats, so needs to be an only "child". But at his age, he deserves to be the only one so he can be lavished with lots of love and attention. He will reward you with head-butts and loud purrs. He looks like he may have been a big kitty in his youth with very striking look and beautiful coloring.
This is a very nice cat who deserves a second chance. Simba has been fixed and vaccinated and is litter box trained. If interested, please email me and we can make arrangements for you to see Simba.
Simba, a Morgan Hill Bengal cat was adopted! Here's how you can benefit by looking at adoption as an option to buying a Bengal for sale in Morgan Hill, or seeking a Bengal cat from a breeder in Morgan Hill.


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THIS low budget film started life as an online series - a viral indeed.
Now this charmingly urbane tale has a big screen version written by and co- produced by its likeable star Jonny Owen.
Jonny plays Dixie - a South Wales postman who wants to be a rock and roll manager.
He finally finds a band he believes in while going through You Tube.
He discovers a very good, raw unsigned outfit called The Premature Congratulations.
Naieve Dixie convinces his girlfriend Michelle - a great performance from Vicky McClure - to support his star trek with a difference.
The band - now called The Prems, start to gain attention. But what will Dixie do when there are sharks out there in shady London town?
Alan McGee, the man who gave us Oasis, plays himself with great self effacing humour.
There's also sparkling input from record shop owner Don - played by Sherlock star Martin Freeman.
He wears hideous Mod shirts and over-sized specs to match.
A superb role for Martin who shines for the shirt time he is on screen.
The soundtrack is pretty impressive and adds to the appeal of this feel good film which deserves wider recognition.
Jonny Owen is the un-doubted star as he works hard to sell his band around seedy Soho.
Dressed in a parka coat, borrowing money and carting around demo taped in a Tesco bag, he makes you want him to succeed.
I look forward to seeing this charismatic actor again.
At the Light Cinema he gave an illuminating question and answer session with writer Kevin Samson after a screening.
He described how this modern day Rock and Roll Rom Com finally got made to critical acclaim.
The film is a funny, warm, gritty, and endearing story of dreams that can come true - but sometimes you have to wake up to realise what you already have.
Dixie may have his head in the clouds but he is no fool.
Four Stars
Light Cinema, New Brighton.


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Something Ventured, Plenty Gained
As the economy and the tech sector try again for a sustained recovery, remember that the 1990s boom was as much about finance as about technology. The Internet was the star -- but it was the ability of new companies to raise hundreds of billions of dollars in venture capital that supercharged growth and innovation.
Indeed, access to capital played a key role in powering the 1990s surge in tech hiring and spending. Much of the money taken in by young companies went to pay for programmers, new computers, and software. The numbers were huge -- the $90 billion increase in venture finance alone from 1997 to 2000 helped fund the $120 billion rise in tech spending for all businesses.
A strong venture capital rebound could be more critical for growth in the coming years than it was in the 1990s. For one, VC funding is starting from a higher base. Venture investments hit a $17 billion annual rate in the second quarter of 2003, up a bit from the first quarter. That's way down from the 2000 peak, but far more than the $4 billion invested annually in 1992-94.
With the NASDAQ stock index up some 25% since March, history suggests that venture capital will soon follow. An additional $10 billion in venture capital -- not unreasonable, with venture firms sitting on about $70 billion in uncommitted funds -- would translate into as many as 85,000 new jobs for programmers, biotech scientists, and the like (assuming salaries and benefits average $120,000 per job and most hiring occurs in the U.S.). Or, if spent on new equipment or software, that $10 billion would add 2.5 percentage points to the growth rate of business tech spending.
Why should venture capitalists, still hurting from recent losses, jump back in? VC investments usually follow the movements of the NASDAQ, the home of most tech IPOs, with a lag of a year or less. That pattern held in the early 1990s, and over the past few years, when venture capital and the market marched in tandem during boom and bust. The reason? Taking startups public is easier when stock prices are rising.
Now, as tech stocks recover, the process is starting again. VCs "have been waiting for a sign that their investments will be worth the time and risk," says Kirby Wadsworth, vice-president for marketing and business development at Revivio Inc., a Lexington (Mass.) startup that just received $21 million in new venture funding. Globespan Capital Partners, an investor in Revivio, expects its overall investments for 2003 to be 50% to 100% higher than in 2002.
Revivio, which is developing a product that will make it easier to back up and restore data, will spend the vast majority of the money on salaries for software engineers and other product development jobs. Other companies are using venture funds to beef up their tech infrastructure. Inphonic Inc., a rapidly growing distributor of private-label wireless services, based in Washington, D.C., just raised $56 million in new venture financing. Part of the money, says CEO David Steinberg, will go to automating customer service, upgrading computers in call centers, and improving financial reporting software. Between now and the end of 2003, capital spending will total $10 million, up more than 100% over a year earlier.
Adding to the impact, higher spending on tech by venture-financed companies could improve sales and profits at tech companies, boosting stock prices and making it easier to raise money. That's what happened in the late 1990s.
Only in the U.S. do the stock market, venture capital, and tech spending reinforce one another like this. And this may be a very good reason to believe in a bright future for tech.
By Michael J. Mandel


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Hi Bob,
Just try anything below 1500.
I use a MTU of 1492 (PPPoE, I think) allthough the connection is not made via
PPPoE. I just assume it's a provider issue or something. Talking to them about
this is COMPLETELY futile, so I just leave it as it is.
On Fri, 28 Apr 2006 06:29:40 -0400, Robert Rich wrote
> Thanks for the info Jeroen! I had been guessing that it might be an MTU
> issue, it behaves like the typical path mtu discovery vs. icmp blockage
> issue.
> Do you recall what you ultimately did to the MTU? The field is empty on
> the inteface now, indicating 1500 bytes (i'm on an Ethernet cable modem).


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Greatest Demand for Business Development Talent
May 8, 2003
MENLO PARK, CA -- Demand for advertising and marketing professionals will accelerate in the coming months, according to a new survey. Forty-four percent of advertising and marketing professionals polled said their firms will be increasing staff levels within the next 12 months. Among those adding to their head count, 47 percent said they are hiring during the current quarter and 28 percent said they expect to add staff in the third quarter of 2003. Business development is the specialty in greatest demand.
The survey was developed by The Creative Group, a specialized staffing service providing marketing, advertising, creative and web professionals on a project basis. It was conducted by an independent research firm and includes 250 responses -- 125 from advertising executives with the nation's 1,000 largest advertising agencies and 125 from senior marketing executives with the nation's 1,000 largest companies.
Advertising and marketing executives were asked, "Do you expect your firm to increase or decrease staff levels in the next 12 months?" Their responses:
|No change
|Don't know/no answer
Those who reported that they expected to increase staff levels within the next 12 months were asked, "When do you expect your firm to start hiring?" Their responses:
|2nd quarter, 2003
|3rd quarter, 2003
|4th quarter, 2003
|1st quarter, 2004
|Don't know/no answer
"Companies that reduced their marketing and advertising efforts as a result of the uncertain economy may be hiring in anticipation of an upturn," said Tracey Turner, executive director of The Creative Group.
Turner noted that while increased hiring activity is expected, the employment environment remains conservative. "Businesses continue to exercise caution in their recruiting efforts. A growing number of firms are bringing people on board on a trial basis before extending a full-time offer to ensure the candidate is a fit and determine if there is sufficient long-term need for the position."
Positions in Demand
Forty-five percent of advertising and marketing executives polled projected that business development positions would experience the greatest demand over the next 12 months. Twenty-two percent of respondents said account managers would be among the most highly sought-after professionals.
"Companies are focused on recruiting 'rainmakers' who can generate revenue by bringing in new business and maintaining existing client relationships," said Turner.
Fourteen percent of executives said media buyers and planners would be among the most in-demand employees, followed by creative and art directors, with 12 percent of the response. (See charts below for details.)
Industries Hiring
When asked which industry would see the greatest demand for creative services in the next 12 months, 23 percent of executives cited pharmaceuticals and biotechnology. Another 22 percent said top demand would be within the medical and healthcare industry.
"Informing medical professionals, consumers and investors about new products and services poses a key challenge for pharmaceutical companies, making strategic marketing and advertising campaigns essential," said Turner. "Similarly, the health care industry continues to experience rapid growth and change, expanding the need for targeted consumer outreach and communications programs."
Eighteen percent of respondents said retail and manufacturing would see the strongest growth in the next 12 months, while 16 percent cited business services for expansion.
The Creative Group has offices in major markets across the United States and in Canada and offers online job search services at www.creativegroup.com.