Monday, October 31, 2011

The Only Thing to Fear...

Things that go bump in the night just don’t cut it anymore. Or do they?

Despite the glorification (and perhaps oversaturation) of vampires, werewolves, witches, the undead, disasters and post-apocalyptic societies, we’re still pretty easy to scare. The fight-or-flight survival instinct is hardwired into us to ensure we avoid danger. Some people take advantage of that by spreading ridiculous rumors via the internet. (If you ever get an email about tampons made of asbestos or AIDS-infected needles being slipped into return coin slots, make sure you check it out on Snopes.com.) Others try to profit by instilling new fears in us--marketing is very good at this. And still others make a living trying to scare us. Just look at all the haunted houses that pop up in October...and see how many people pay to go in!

Fear is a universal emotion we all experience in different forms. Some fears are so extreme, people will literally run screaming from them. And it’s not always as simple as being afraid of the dark. Phobias are nothing to laugh at, and can keep some people trapped by fear.

There are many things we’re—legitimately or not—terrified of. We have personal fears of abandonment, failure, rejection, losing control and getting old; and there are mundane ones such as fear that you’ll get into an accident, get sick, lose your job or won’t make next month’s rent. Sometimes, these can be almost as detrimental as phobias, keeping us from achieving our greatest potential.

Some of the most common fears include snakes, spiders, rats and creepy crawlies. I even know people who are terrified of Canadian geese. I myself have a great aversion to centipedes (horrifying creepy-crawlie alert on that link!).

And then there are those odd associative fears. Things that, most likely as children, we were exposed to and have bad memories of. For instance, I had onion rings for the first time at age six, and that same afternoon I came down with the stomach flu. It lasted more than two weeks. It was so bad that, to this day, I cannot help but pause before eating an onion ring.

As writers, we often give our characters some fear they must face in order to grow or progress; just think of Indiana Jones trapped in the pit of snakes, or Harry Potter facing the Dementors. But in real life, we often shy from those things we most fear, mostly likely because an aversion to mice, say, is not interfering with our lives as much as a Dementor might...

When we do conquer fear, however, it can be one of the greatest feelings in the world. I, for one, know my life is richer for eating onion rings now that I’ve finally gotten over them...twenty years later....

What are your fears? Do you think they’re valid? How would you overcome them if you had to?

Have a safe and happy Halloween!







Daily drawing winners week ending October 30 ...

Monday October 24, 2011
Gloria
A copy of All They Need by Sarah Mayberry

Wednesday October 26, 2011
Chelle Sandell
A 25$ Amazon Gift Card courtesy of Rogenna Brewer

Thursday October 27, 2011
Joye
A copy of These Ties That Bind by Mary Sullivan

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Monday, October 31, 2011

Vicki Essex






Tuesday, November 1, 2011

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Wednesday, November 3, 2011

Kay Stockham




Thursday, November 4, 2011

Kate Kelly


Friday, October 28, 2011

Writing Tip of the Week



Are you ready for the challenge?  
50,000 Words in 30 Days...

November is National Novel Writing Month

November 1st-30th

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Thursday, October 27, 2011

Amid the noise and confusion…gems

Mary Sullivan

Yesterday, I spent the afternoon and evening north of my city in a large bedroom community. I met a friend in a mall and we had coffee in one of a chain of coffee shops that look the same no matter where they are situated.

When it came time for dinner, it was hard to find something other than large chain restaurants and pizza shops. Because the area was built up around a small city and grew astronomically, nearly doubling its size in the past fifteen years, massive suburban communities were built up around shopping malls and large 'box store' centers. So convenient, but so bland. Given enough time to grow organically, this small city could have developed areas that would support funky restaurants and coffee shops.

My family and I were one set of people who helped that community to grow so large so quickly. In fact, it grew so quickly that we ended up moving even farther north, to a rural area.

These days, I live back in the large city I grew up in. It's been an adjustment. The city's huge, busy, crowded, noisy. Driving is a bit of a nightmare. City transit could be better, but is acceptable.

The culture, though… The number of Broadway musicals that make it to this city is astounding. The many FREE musical, arts and entertainment events hosted during the summer are phenomenal. In the fall, the city hosts a world-class film festival. During the winter, free outdoor ice skating rinks abound. In fact, we have the most skating rinks per capita of any city in the world.

What I have found the most interesting, the most appreciated, in my new 'old' home are the wonderful dining opportunities. After yesterday's foray into the hinterland of suburbia, I realized just how much I have been enjoying the gems I've found. On a small residential street, in an old working class area of town that could never be described as funky, there is, nonetheless, a small coffee shop that makes sublime brie, avocado and pesto grilled sandwiches and brews superb coffee. It's ALWAYS busy…and no wonder.

This is repeated throughout the city, small coffee shops and cafes tucked away in cozy corners, or tiny restaurants producing fabulous meals on nondescript streets--surprises just waiting to be discovered.

The large commercial street that's only a twenty-minute walk from my home has a ton of restaurants within an eight- or nine-block stretch. The variety is stunning. One of the things that I had missed while I lived in that new bedroom city were the ethnic communities I'd enjoyed in this large city of my youth, spots I could visit to experience different cultures and wonderful new-to-me foods. I remember as a twenty-year-old visiting a Lebanese restaurant and tasting my first felafel sandwich. I've been hooked ever since. In these communities, their summer patios lining the streets are packed in the summer months with customers dining on Greek or Portuguese or Italian food al fresco. I'm back here now enjoying!

Amid the noise and confusion of this big city, there are gems.

Are there any special restaurants or coffee shops in your big city or small town that draw you, either for the people you meet there or for the atmosphere? That feel homey and warm? Or young and funky?

I'm giving away a copy of my November Super, THESE TIES THAT BIND, to one of today's commenters.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

30 Minutes for 30 Days


by Rogenna Brewer

I'd like to introduce you to my 30/30 rule. I don't know if it's really a rule since I just made it up.  Not the concept, but the cute little graphic on the side.  Hmm, guess I should probably TRADE MARK it, if I'm going to be using it. The idea is that you can change your life in 30 days with just 30 minutes a day.  

How do I know this? I don't. But nobody on the internet does either. Ask anyone, including the experts, how long it takes to change a behavior into a habit and you'll get answers as varied as 21 days, 30 days, 90 days and Forever.  Backed by no scientific evidence, whatsoever, I came up with my own 30/30 plan.  I wanted to try and put balance back in my life in some small measurable way. My guess is there's no magic number for that. But I'm a big fan of kitchen timers so I'm taking ownership of the notion that a positive change can be made by doing something positive 30 minutes a day for 30 days.

I'm not a big fan of word count goals, but as writers we look for inspiration and motivation where ever we can find it.   Following the 2008 presidential election 100 Words for 100 Days was coined to encourage people to write 100 words to the president about his first 100 days in office.  Writers' adopted their own version. Make writing a habit by setting the small attainable goal of 100 words for 100 Days. No excuses.

An unbroken chain of 100 writing days is a real commitment.  Do you have to start over at Day 1 if you miss a day?  And what about writing to such a low word count (yes, I know you can go over)?  But come on it would take more than 2 years to write the first draft of a Superromance.    

Knowing me I'm sure I'd put in more than one excruciating 10 hour day trying to come up with those 100 words.

At the other end of the spectrum is NANOWRIMO's 50,000 Words in 30 Days.  I've spent this past week preparing for National Novel Writing Month 2011.  Which means blocking out the month of November to write.  Not exactly a moderate goal.  I've participated twice before and have yet to reach the 50,000 word mark.  I'd really like to cross that finish line once.  Just to say I did it.  But that's a lot of chair time. And I hate the thought of having to buy bigger sweat pants.

Knowing my writing comfort zone falls somewhere between 100 words a day and 50,000 words a month, and that stopping is sometimes harder than getting started, I find writing in blocks of time to be very effective. And how I came up with 30 Minutes for 30 Days.

I don't know if I can commit every waking moment to NANOWRIMO, but I can commit to writing 30 minutes a day for 30 days.  And because I know there are going to be long stretches in the chair over the next month.  I also plan to exercise 30 minutes a day for 30 days.  And that's my 30/30 rule.

From small commitments come big changes.  Care to join me?  I'm starting November 1st.  But you can   pick any start date for your 30/30 and share your goal.  It also doesn't have to be writing related.  Just think of something you wish you had more time for :)  And remember to keep it SMART.

S Simple
M Measurable
A Accountable
R Realistic
T Timed

I'll be giving away a $25 amazon.com gift card to one lucky commenter.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Listening to my grandson's voice



By Stella Maclean


Have you ever been really thankful you did something even when you weren’t really up to it? I have many times, but this particular time turned out to be very special.


A few weeks ago, we were invited to our son’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. Feeling a little tired, I wasn’t sure I could go because I was having pain, and because I didn’t want to draw attention to the fact that I wasn’t feeling great. But finally after talking it over with my husband I decided to go.

After dinner I went out onto the deck and found my youngest grandson sitting alone having an extra dessert. We began talking about school, not his favorite subject, so I switched the topic of conversation over to books. I asked him about which books he liked, and what he was reading at the moment. He was particularly enthusiastic about a new author he’d started to read who wrote other world styled stories.


My grandson is about to be twelve, and he has always been a great source of facts on any subject that catches his interest. Pleased by my interest, he went into the house and returned with a book by this author. Because it was a beautiful night with an early fall breeze blowing gently through the trees, and we were alone, I asked him to read to me.


I wasn’t sure he would as reading out loud is something most boys his age wouldn’t do under threat of having to wash dishes. To my complete delight, he agreed to read to me.

I hadn’t known what to expect when he first started to read, but as he continued his voice filled the early evening air with the excitement of the story. He read the words, slowing down or speeding up to match the action in the story, changing the level and timbre of his voice to fit the various characters’ dialogue with all the skill of a practiced performer.

What was most fascinating about all this was that he had no idea how good his voice was, how melodic his phrasing or how passionate he sounded as he read aloud to me.


It was one of the most special moments of my life, and one I would have missed if I hadn’t decided to go. To think that he and I would not have shared such a beautiful experience if it hadn’t been for a soon-to-be-twelve-year old whose enthusiasm for a story made him willing to read it aloud, and my decision to take part in my grandson’s life despite the presence of chronic pain.

Stella MacLean writes for Harlequin Super Romance.

Meanwhile, her non-fiction book about her personal experiences with chronic pain—LIVING SUCCESSFULLY WITH CHRONIC PAIN—will be out in time for Christmas 2011 by Amazon.com.


Her next book with Harlequin will be a Christmas story set for release in November 2012. HYPERLINK "http://www.stellamaclean.com" www.stellamaclean.com


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Monday, October 24, 2011

The "joy" of curly hair



by Sarah Mayberry

When I filled out the art sheet for my November release, All They Need, I knew I was tempting the book cover gods when I described my heroine as having long dark curly hair. The Harlequin art department are magical wizards are far as I am concerned. They produce an enormous amount of beautiful cover art every month, and I am continually amazed by the lovely covers they give me for my books. Somehow they always manage to capture the essence of the story, be it in the smile the heroine and hero are exchanging or the attitude of their body language or in some other way. (A side note: I am particularly fond of the red umbrella they gave my hero and heroine in The Best Laid Plans).

The thing with curly hair, though, is that it's rare. Certainly it's rare amongst models, from what I see in various magazines. So I knew I was stretching the friendship when I gave my heroine long curly hair. I knew it might be hard to cast. And yet I did it anyway, because I'd written the book already and I simply couldn't imagine my heroine any other way. She just wouldn't be Mel without her crazy hair.

Can I tell you how thrilled I was when I got the cover for this book? Mel has curly hair! Better yet, she's wearing the stripy long-sleeved T-shirt I described, as well as the red woolly socks. She and Flynn look so cosy and comfortable together they almost make me wish for winter and an open fire - almost!

In case you can't tell from my author photo, I have curly hair, too. For the first twenty-odd years of my life, it was the bane of my existence. Because it was so unmanageable, my mum kept my hair pretty short when I was growing up. I have since learned that short hair and curls - my curls, at least - are not a great combination. In fact, pretty much it's just a recipe for fuzz. When I was in primary (elementary) school, I used to sleep with a scarf on my head (like a pirate!) so that I when I woke up in the morning I'd have "straight" hair instead of said fuzz. In high school I used to go through a can of hairspray a week to achieve the new romantic spiky look that I rocked for the latter part of my teen years. It wasn't until I was eighteen that I had the brilliant idea to grow my hair. And lo and behold, with a bit of length came corkscrew curls instead of unmanageable fuzz and my difficult relationship with my hair became much more friendly.

I've learned a lot of things since those early sleeping-with-scarf days. I know not to wash my hair every day. I know to never, ever brush it. And if I do all those things and the stars are aligned, it's possible to pull off a good hair day.

How about you? I'd love to here about your bad hair days, your youthful mistakes, or any other hair related hi-jinks you care to share. I'm going to give away a copy of All They Need to a poster, so post away for a chance to win - and, of course, to be in the running for the fabulous Kindle we've got on offer.


Sunday, October 23, 2011



Daily drawing winners week ending October 23...

Wednesday October 19, 2011
JV
A copy of These Ties That Bind by Mary Sullivan

Thursday October 20, 2011
Katcantrell
An Amazon gift card and a copy of Married by June by Ellen Hartman

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Monday, October 24, 2011

Sarah Mayberry






Tuesday, October 25, 2011

TBA



Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Rogenna Brewer





Thursday, October 27, 2011

TBA



Friday, October 21, 2011

Writing Tip of The Week


Time to prepare for NaNoWriMo...

November is National Novel Writing Month

November 1st-30th

www.nanowrimo.org

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Why I Write

Ellen Hartman

This is a blog I wrote a long time ago. I posted it on my own blog way back then, but since very few people other than my dad read my blog, I don't think it will be too familiar to folks. I'm bringing it back because I was at a book store last night with my friend and critique partner, Leslie Daniels, talking about writing. Our talk was called "Writing and Publishing (or Love and Money)." The talk got me thinking about why I write. Leslie likes to make stuff up, that's part of why she writes. (I think. I didn't ask her.)

I write because it’s tidy.

No, not the process. The process sucks. My writing process is a horrendous disaster involving way too many stimulants (all unhealthy although not, in my case, illegal), way too little sleep, and way too much self-doubt and bad temper. (Plus a little euphoria but I’m on a woe-is-me kick here so I won’t be admitting to that.)

The tidiness comes in when I take life--big scrambles of human emotion and chaos--and sort it out on paper. I can count on my books to have happy endings. The villains get theirs, the hero and heroine get some, and my psyche is at peace knowing that these people, the fictional ones, will do what I tell them when I tell them to do it.

Non-fictional people do not respond to me in this way. They persist in leading their own messy lives, making bad decisions, living with ambiguity, and even, at times, settling for settling instead of striving for their Happily Ever After. Blech. Who wants to spend their time with people like that?

The characters I write follow the three-act structure. They’re not only familiar with the hero’s journey, they live it, in perfect structural order, every time. When I provide the fictional people with a brilliant insight into their motivations, for example, “You can’t commit because your mom screwed you up when she left home in 1979,” they not only get what I’m saying, they change accordingly. Their fictional black moments end after a reasonable amount of time, instead of stretching on for years or decades or entire lifetimes.

Maybe if I were able to get myself a job as the dictator of a small country I would give up writing. Dictators no doubt get a lot of opportunities to tidy the lives of real people—for example, they can dictate that today is National Confront Your Insecurities Day and next Wednesday is National Stop Dating The Wrong Guy/Girl Day.

But until that happy time when I manage to seize power, and as long as real life remains sticky, ambiguous, and full of people who don’t do as I tell them to do, I’ll write. And I’ll be happy while I’m doing it.

(Had to get that happily ever after in there.)

So that's it. Why I write...or at least one of the reasons I write.

What about you? If you're a writer, what is the thing that keeps you going? If you're not a writer, what is your passion and why does it captivate you?

If you don't feel like being serious, how about this...imagine you are the dictator of a small country. What's your new national holiday? Chocolate Day? National Teens Speak Politely to Their Mothers Day? National The Media May Not Mention Lindsay Lohan Day?

One lucky commenter will win an Amazon gift card and a copy of Married by June.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

The weather is cool enough for baking!

Mary Sullivan

A while ago, I blogged here about the types of promotional items available to authors and wondered which were the most effective. I received great feedback from visitors to the blog. After my first foray into utilizing promo this summer, I've come to the conclusion that my best piece was a postcard with a recipe on the front.

I chose a recipe rather than using my latest book cover so I could get more mileage out of it--so the postcard wouldn't get 'stale-dated' too quickly. There's an area on the back for attaching stickers with info about my latest Super.

At the convention I attended, the cards seemed to get lost in a sea of paper promotional items on the author table and I thought, Gee, that was a bit of a bust. However, in September I attended a fabulous annual book festival in Toronto called Word on the Street. It's an outdoor event that's held in a huge park and it's all about books and is a wonderful family affair, with booth after booth of books in every genre as well as oodles of children's books and local educational children's TV programs represented. As seems to happen every year, the weather was spectacular.

This year, I was invited to sign copies of my latest Super at the Harlequin booth and had a blast. Of course I brought along my promo items and handed them out and the reaction to the postcards was fabulous! So many readers were excited about trying the recipe and then emailing me with their results. Also, the cards were very well received at the table set up by my local RWA chapter. So…they were definitely worth producing.

I'd like to share my recipe here. I made it up for a potluck my daughter was having with a bunch of her friends but for which she had little time to cook, so I produced this bread that her friends loved. Here it is:

MARY SULLIVAN'S GUINNESS IRISH SODA BREAD

2 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup buckwheat flour
1 TBS. brown sugar
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
1/2 cup plain yogurt
1/4 cup olive of canola oil
1 cup Guinness

Stir together the two flours, brown sugar, baking soda and salt.

In small bowl, whisk together yogurt, oil and Guinness. Add to dry ingredients all at once; stir with fork until soft dough forms.

On lightly floured surface and with floured hands, press dough into ball; knead lightly 10 times. Place onto greased baking sheet; gently pat dough into a 7-inch circle. Sprinkle with a little flour. With sharp knife, score large X on top of loaf.

Bake at 375 degrees F for 45 minutes. Tester inserted in center should come out clean.

Optional: add flax seeds or finely chopped nuts, if desired.

This bread is great served warm with butter.

I'll come up with a different recipe for next year's version of the postcard ;-)

(My favorite part of the book fair? I didn't see anyone walking around talking on cell phones or texting. The focus seemed to be strictly on books, and isn't that great?)

I'd like to give away a copy of my November Super, THESE TIES THAT BIND. For any of you who might have read July's BEYOND ORDINARY, this is the continuation of Remington Caldwell and Sara Franck's story.

What I've Learned Since Getting The Call

By Jeannie Watt

1. Ideas and proposals still get rejected.

I thought that after receiving The Call that anything an author cared to write was automatically turned into a book. Not so, and that’s a very good thing. Editors see so many stories in the course of their jobs that what seems fresh to an author may not be so fresh to the editor. Apparently sometimes certain professions/conflicts/ideas will suddenly start appearing at the same general time. When I submitted my Too Many Cooks? trilogy idea, I found that there were a lot of chef stories being submitted at that time. I’d thought I’d hit on an untapped profession.

And then there are clichés—cliché plot devices, resolutions, conflicts. Too much telling, not enough showing. Too much realizing and not enough action. All of these are reasons that I’ve gone back to the drawing board after submitting proposals, and every time, it's been worth the extra effort.

2. Writing doesn’t get easier. You’d think after all this practice that it would simply flow. Other than the two books mentioned in #4 below, that hasn’t been my experience. Most of my books beat the crud out of me—sometimes more than once. Fortunately I love to write, love the challenge of creating characters and developing a story, even if I sometimes go to bed wondering how on earth I'm going to come up with an ending/deeper conflict/bigger obstacle to love.

3. You don’t have nearly as much time to perfect your books after book number one. I spent two years working on my first book, sending it in, getting rejected, rewriting and sending it in again. I could rattle off certain scenes verbatim since I’d worked on them so often. And then I sold my second book and I had a deadline. Deadlines move toward you at the speed of light. I had no idea.

4. Just because one book is easy to write, it doesn’t mean the next one will be. I’ve written two books that flowed almost effortlessly. There were a few problems, but for all intents and purposes, the writing was easy. I thought I'd tapped into some new source of inspiration, crossed some magical boundary, and writing would now be easy every time. I hadn't and it wasn’t. The next three books were very challenging and I learned a lot writing them—like don’t expect writing to be easy.

5. While your current book is beating you up, the next idea you have seems so perfect and fresh that you can’t wait to get going. Then you finish the killer book, revise it and finalize it and start on the new fresh idea, which then proceeds to beat you up. Meanwhile, the previous killer book is about to be released. You get your author copies and now the story is exciting and you love it and you wonder why you thought you ever had a problem getting the words on paper. If only the current WIP would be as cooperative…in other words writing is like natural childbirth. You forget what the process is like until you go through it again, but once done, it’s well worth it. 

I'd love to hear any additions to my list of things people have learned since starting to write. Remember that if you post, your name will be included in our next Super Author drawing.

Monday, October 17, 2011

Coincidences! What’s Yours?

by Mary Brady

Bull Alert!

Yesterday I was in my New York basement apartment. I had just finished losing ten pounds and was almost totally gussied for a shopping foray into the newest fall fashions. A loud ruckus started up on the sidewalk outside my squatty little window. I hurried across my tiny living space and yanked open my front door. As I did, a body tumbled down the steps and landed tangled at my feet. Miraculously, Ryan Reynolds' identical-in-all-ways twin looked up at me and smiled, mostly unhurt. I helped him off the crackled and dingy concrete, dusted the trashy cling ons from his fabulous butt, and assured him I'd kiss any booboo he wanted kissed. For my gracious generosity, he accompanied me on my shopping trip. I now have a closet full of new clothes and the memories of a wonderful night to take with me to the coffee shop where I can perform my mixology skills as a barista and have day dream of my handsome husband to be.

Could something like this happen? Or

When (I’ll call him) Rick was in college, he met and became friendly with many students. Among this large contingent of affable but causal connections was a beautiful young woman (I’ll call her) Jean. When Rick left college and those youngest-of-adult connections behind, life took him to a large metropolitan community (I’ll use) Phoenix. In Phoenix, Rick toiled and socialized and went home alone. One evening at a bar (perhaps near his work) he (re)met the lovely Jean. Neither of these two had followed or knew what had happened to the other after they left college, yet serendipity put them in the same city, in the same bar, on the same night. They did not tragically pass without recognition, but spotted and greeted each other. Their previous connection allowing them to relate immediately. Long to short. The two of them have been happily married for over twenty years. Toss in a few obstacles and opportunities for growth and a romance novel is born.

Or not.

Sometimes the coincidence of real life is judged inadequate for good fiction. Mr. Twain was correct about the vagaries of truth and the stoicism of fiction, when he submitted to us the idea that truth can be anything it wants to be, but fiction needs to follow certain rules. When many writers and editors judge a manuscript, too much coincidence is seen as poor form—even if the incidence is based on real life. As a writer, I strive to achieve some kind of compromise between what reality has to offer and fiction dictates. Whether I achieve this or fail, thank goodness for the open and loving hearts and minds of readers!

Almost certainly, you have related a true tale only to be met with skepticism. Did the dog really eat your homework? Did you really get the flu the Monday after your favorite team won the Super Bowl championship? Are you truly twenty-nine? Did a “ripped” movie star’s twin really tumble at your feet and then you not only got to feel his butt, he escorted you on a fabulous shopping trip and proposed marriage?

Is there a coincidence in your life that people would have a hard time believing? Is there a coincidence you would like to have in your life that would make someone’s eyeballs pop as they try to decide whether or not to believe you?

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Sunday, October 16, 2011

Weekly winners

Daily drawing winners week ending October 16...

Tuesday October 11, 2011
Marcy (with a "y"!)
A copy of All They Need by Sarah Mayberry and a CD by French band Nouvelle Vague


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Monday, October 17, 2011

Mary Brady





Tuesday, October 18 , 2011

Jeannie Watt





Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Mary Sullivan





Thursday, October 20, 2011

Ellen Hartman


Friday, October 14, 2011

Writing Tip of The Week

Try an online critique group.  

http://www.scribophile.com/

Scribophile is a respectful community of writers who’re passionate about improving each other’s writing through thoughtful critiques and the sharing of knowledge and experience. This is the place to be if you want to give and get the best critiques around. It’s serious feedback for serious writers.

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Share your work with Webook's PageToFame readers & publishing pros. Find the perfect literary agent on AgentInbox. Join writing challenges & community projects. Break your writer’s block.

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Thursday, October 13, 2011

Snippets!

After the rip-roaring success and popularity of our last Snippets post, we figured we had to do it again.

So, same as last time, for any and all takers (that means you unpublished writers and other people with some words they'd like to share with the world!), post a paragraph, a line, a joke, a piece of dialogue - in other words, a snippet - of your latest or greatest work for us all to share.

For readers, maybe it's something you've read recently and loved. Maybe it's something you have always loved. Maybe it's something you're still working on. Do share!

In the spirit of kicking things off, here is mine, from my curent WIP, which is an August release with Super Romance and has no title at all yet:

She was at the kitchen sink rinsing out a salad bowl when Billie entered the house, red faced, hands on her hips as she labored to catch her breath.

“Wow, you really are puffed, you tragic fossil,” Angie said as her friend walked to the cupboard and reached for a glass.

“Don’t laugh. Your birthday is next month,” Billie said.

She was genuinely out of breath and Angie frowned.

“You okay?” she asked, serious now.

“I’m fine. Just need some water.”

But Billie was frowning as she hit the flick mixer and held her glass under the water. Her hand trembled visibly as water filled the glass.

“Maybe you should sit down.”

Billie waved an impatient hand, already walking away with her glass full of water. “I’m fine.”

Angie shrugged and resumed rinsing the salad bowl. The sound of glass shattering had her spinning around. She was just in time to see Billie press her hands to her chest before collapsing to her knees, the sound of bone hitting wood a loud, resonant thunk.


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Spring cleaning on the inside

by Emmie Dark

In my last post, I talked about some Spring-time redecorating I was planning and about some of the pieces of furniture that I love. I have to say that since then . . . not much has happened. I’ve thought about it a lot, read some design magazines, browsed in stores and done some online searching. Okay, so maybe more activity has been happening than I thought, but it’s been of the ‘dreaming’ rather than the ‘purchasing’ kind.

It will happen. And I’ll let you know when it does.

Spring’s still my theme though, but today I’m going to talk about inner Spring cleaning. A lot of people I’ve spoken to in the past couple of weeks have been talking about dieting. And I don’t mean the whole nasty calorie-counting-no-you-may-not-have-any-chocolate kind of dieting. More the kind of dieting that’s about health and well-being and just feeling good about your body and yourself, rather than stepping on the scales every morning.

Some of my friends are currently trialling a hunter-gatherer style diet – where you eat only the kinds of food that you could eat if you jumped in the Tardis and headed back a few millennia. Fruit, vegies, meat, eggs, and . . . well, actually that’s about it. No wine. No chocolate. They say it’s fantastic and that they’re feeling amazing as a result.

I recently did a no-gluten, no-sugar, no-caffeine, no-red-meat detox diet for ten days. It was good and I can’t deny I did feel better as a result. But during those ten days, I must admit, there were at least a couple of times when I craved just one square of Lindt or one teeny-tiny glass of chardy . . . I did have to wonder if the anxiety I caused myself stressing over that denial was worth the self-congratulation at the end of it all!

A little daily detox trick I got from my mother, and I think from my grandmother before her, was to drink the juice of half a lemon in hot water every morning. I don’t really know if that does much, but it’s a habit I’ve fallen into this year, and I’ve actually come to miss it when I travel and find it difficult to make. (Starbucks doesn’t yet offer it on their menu, lol.) I actually really like the astringency first thing in the morning – it feels like a real ‘wake me up’ and refresher. (NB: The picture is a plate of limes, not lemons, I know, but I wanted to show it off. It's a photo I took in Mexico when I was travelling there a couple of years ago, and where it's common to be given a plate of cut limes to season your food - or your beer. I loved it.)

What Spring is really all about is celebrating though, I think. The end of winter, the end of miserable weather (although we’re sort of still waiting for that here in Melbourne!). My family had a big celebration a couple of weeks ago for my Dad’s 70th birthday. We celebrated in true style with some very healthy eating involving a lot of fruit. The plate on the right is Mum's frozen strawberry mousse, and the plate on the left is my sister's chocolate ripple cake, which, strictly speaking, only has fruit on the outside, but if you count the Cointreau (orange liqueur) she used to soak the biscuits on the inside, then I guess you could say it does have some fruit content. ;)

For anyone not familiar with chocolate ripple cake, there's a recipe here. The recipe omits what my family believes to be the all-important step of quickly dunking the biscuits into some kind of alcohol before sandwiching them with the cream (Nanna used to use sherry).

Given all this, I don't think I'm quite ready for the hunter-gatherer approach just yet. But celebrating all the fresh produce in the stores with lots of salad and fruit (in various, sometimes chocolatey guises) sounds like just the trick for me to kick start a healthier approach to eating.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Love amongst the roses



by Sarah Mayberry

I am the first to admit that I am probably the world's most ambivalent gardener - I love the serenity and beauty of a nicely tended garden, but I'm not so sure I want to be the one doing the tending. However, when we bought our house last year, we also bought 2/3rds of an acre of well established, rather lovely garden and the option of being a fence sitter on this issue went out the window. As those who are regular readers will know, I now have a mini orchard with 32 different fruit, nut and berry varieties (and this year I plan to harvest a lot more of all of the above, instead of waiting nervously, trying to work out what is ready and what isn't) as well as a beautifully landscaped and planted garden around the actual house and pool.

Because it's spring here in Melbourne, Australia, things are going crazy at the moment - flowers and blossom galore. It's truly glorious. The smell, the colors, the robust vitality of it all.... Every day at lunch (if it isn't raining) I sit out on the sun lounger and soak it all up. And feel a little (or a lot) guilty about how much weeding I haven't done that day/week.

Oh well, there are only so many hours in the day, right, and my first love will always be writing!

I've included a few piccies amongst this post from my garden - I feel slightly ashamed taking credit for them since they are really the fruits of the previous owner's labors, but that's not going to stop me from sharing them with you. The purple flower is a native hibiscus (which I assume means it's native to Australia), and the bright yellow flower is a flame azalea, of which I am very fortunate to have 7 different plants, all of which produce different shades of orange/yellow/red blooms - stunning! The last picture is an image of the astroemeria that I have growing near my pool - it flowers and flowers, and the cut flowers last for weeks. My kind of plant!

All this fecund, earthy deliciousness inspired me when I was tackling my latest book, All They Need, which is a November release but is available now at eHarlequin as part of their early release program (which sounds as though it should be part of the fisheries department or something, don't you think?)

All They Need is the story of Mel and Flynn. She's damaged from a horrible marriage to a man who fell in love with her exuberance and earthiness and then tried to change her, and he's struggling with his father's diagnosis of early onset Alzheimers. The last thing either of them are planning for or, indeed, want is to fall in love - but life has a way of sneaking up on all of us when we least expect it. One of the things that brings them together is their shared love of gardening.

As I have said in my Reader's Letter, this book gave me hell. I got stuck, I rewrote, I replotted, I wound up starting and stopping the book 4 times before I finally understood where I was going, I was so late delivering the finished manuscript I was scared the book was going to have to be pulled from the schedule... I'm hoping that all the torture was worth the effort. Certainly I'm really proud of the result - what I think is a warm, funny, hopeful journey toward love and mutual understanding. I shall wait to hear what readers think, since you are all the final judges in the end. You can read an excerpt over at my newly revamped website.

I would love to give away a copy of All They Need today to a poster, as well as a CD of songs by Nouvelle Vague, a French band who reinterpret classic 80's songs in a very cool lounge style. I love them and was very excited when I found one of their albums on special recently, and I'd love to share them with someone.

So, here's my kick off question for today's post: do you have a green thumb? A black thumb? Do you crave a garden but have to make do with a balcony or courtyard? Or are you - like me - a little overwhelmed by Mother Nature and trying to swim instead of sinking? Or are you made for the outdoors, a natural gardener with sap in her veins? Comment to be in the running to win my prize, as well as the fabulous Kindle we have on offer.


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