Writing Tip of the Week

"One of the tools I’ve found most helpful as I’m writing my first draft is using a storyboard." 

~ Kathy Altman

I tried using a poster board I divided into a grid and then populated with sticky notes, but that didn’t work as well for me as a simple table in Microsoft Word. I divide a page into columns—3 rows of 4 squares for a 12-chapter or 60,000-word book; 3 rows of 5 squares for a 15-chapter or 75,000-word book; and 4 rows of 5 squares for a 100,000-word book. 

So each square represents a chapter, which means approximately three scenes per square. At the end of each row I note my turning points, write the inciting incident in square one and the climax and resolution in the last few squares, then fill in the rest as I figure it out. Usually I try to fill in one entire row (one act) at a time, describing each scene in as few words as possible, and color-coding the text depending on which character’s point of view the scene is written in. 

Using color-coded sticky notes instead will let you move the scenes around on the page. The wonderful thing about a storyboard is that it not only helps you structure your story, it also simplifies writing your synopsis! Your turning points are already laid out, and you have a visual representation of the story’s flow! This is not an original idea, of course—my thanks to the invaluable Discovering Story Magic workshops!

 Kristina Mathews 

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The Last Word

by Rogenna Brewer

This being the last post of the year (if you don't count the writing tip and winners yet to come), I thought I'd keep it short and sweet. Last year about this time we were rolling out the red carpet for what would become Superromance Authors Blog. As 2011 comes to a close I'd like to share a few fun facts with you:

This is our 318th blog post for 2011.

 Brought to you by 37 Harlequin Superromance authors 

and 3 Harlequin Superromance editors. 

Bestselling author Tara Taylor Quinn was our first blogger. 

We've given away 2 amazonkindle (keypads).

Countless books, gift cards and other prizes. 

With 98,874 page views as I write this it wouldn't surprise me if we hit 100,000 

before the clock strikes midnight December 31st.

The Top Ten Countries in which our is blog is read:

United States

Canada

Australia

New Zealand

United Kingdom

Germany 

Ukraine

Netherlands

China

Russia

(w/France, India, Iran, Brazil, Indonesia and 

the Philippines rounding out our audience).

By now you have us bookmarked as a favorite, right?  

But new readers have found us through google, author websites, 

twitter, facebook and eharlequin.

With special thanks to a writers rush, noveltalk and dearauthor 

for sending readers our way.

Those using search engines might be surprised to find 

Sonny Bill, schnauzer doodle, pretty boys (of pro sports), wake up clip art, 

looking forward to Christmas, reindeer and friendship quilts 

as well as super authors (in various forms) have lead to our site. 

Our Top Ten Blog Posts of 2011:

A Wardrobe Malfunction...  

And No One Complained

by Karina Bliss 9.14.11

What is a Superromance?

by Wanda Ottewell 1.4.11

Singed by Author: The Pen is Sloppier

by Vicki Essex 6.9.11

Room with a So So View

by Victoria Curran 1.31.11

The Opposite of What I Like

by Wanda Ottewell 3.1.11

Forgetting, Confronting and Choices

by Wanda Ottewell 2.1.11

To Feed the Muse: 

4557 Miles in a Car

by Mary Brady 1.25.11

Questionable Family Heirlooms

by Jeannie Watt 8.9.11

Super Super-Editor

by Zana Bell 3.30.11

It's Time for the Talk

by Wanda Ottewell 4.5.11

Not surprising 5 of the Top Ten Posts were written by our editors at Harlequin.  

More surprising is a soccer (er...rugby) player brought us 3x 

as many hits as any other topic.  

I've not had a crush like this since Patrick Roy goal-tended for the Avs. 

I'm guessing we have a lot of rugby fans who read romance?  

Or maybe just fans of men with their shirts off?

Just remember this is a PG rated forum (my mom checks in on us here ;).

Don't you forget to check out the sidebar for our Top Ten Monthly posts,
archives and label cloud.  

As I put the finishing touches on this redesign for 2012,
 look for new search and subscribe features. 

We thank you all from the bottom of our hearts for being here this year.   Stick around.  There is so much more to come...  Wishing you a Happy New Year!

So what were some of your favorite posts this year?  


I'm giving away an advance copy of my February 2012 release Marry Me, Marine to one commenter. 

It's Not the Destination

by Liz Talley

It's the journey.

I know we've all heard that saying before, but I really and truly believe it's a pretty valid one.

My son plays 7th grade football, and this year it has been a challenge. For a variety of reasons, he did not see much playing time. New coaches, tons of kids on the team, and the plain ol' fact that he wasn't willing to work very hard because he'd always been fairly decent as a player. For him it was frustrating; for my husband and I, very painful to watch. At times, I became so incensed for him, mostly because I'm his momma and I hate, HATE, to see him hurt. Yet, I know this is the way of life. There are consequences for actions and inactions, and facing these tests are what forges the mettle in my boy...just as it does me. At the end of the season, I told him that it wasn't just the end result, but the journey he'd taken. He may not have had a good season, but he'd participated, been a good teammate and had fun with new friends. Because he chose to play football, he grew in many ways. Ah, those growing pains.

The same has stood true for me in my writing. When I first started writing, it was merely something to kill time. While the youngest slept, I read romance books voraciously. Stuck in the house with a baby and a three year old is as stimulating intellectually as snot. Okay, we watched the Disney channel sometimes and Dora taught me new stuff (and I always loved Boots), but I struggled for adult conversation. The mailman should be glad I didn't kidnap him, tie him to my dining room chair and force him to hear my ideas on child development and where we'd all gone wrong. To say I wasn't cut out for being a stay-at-home Mom was an understatement. So after reading one really good book, a lightbulb went off and I took the first step in a very, very new direction. I started writing a book. Then after three years of dabbling, I finished a book.

I didn't really know what to do with it. I thought it was fabulous. NYT Bestseller status loomed ahead, along with bazillion dollar contracts and movie deals. Oh, yeah. I was about to be the next big thing, people. But I didn't know how to get it from my computer to a publishing house.

And then a new journey began. One that took me so many places and brought me so many friends. I could never have imagined where I'd be....and I still can't imagine where I'm going. Do I have a destination? Sure. I'm still expecting big things, wonderful things, but I'm perfectly content with what I'm learning on my journey - both the good stuff and the bad stuff.

Because I made the journey, I'm a member of NOLA STARS - heck, I'm the president of NOLA STARS (my local Louisiana chapter of RWA) and because I took that first step, I'm a Golden Heart finalist with the uber-talented, uber sexy Ruby Slippered Sisterhood. Because I laced up my hiking boots, I met my editor and revealed how I had stolen my Rita/Golden Heart dress...and just a year and four months later (yep, I counted) I became a Superromance author and found all of you.

I may never sell another book, but I will always appreciate this journey...the friends I've made who I may never meet in person...the lessons I've learned that have bumped me down a peg or two...the successes I've shared like handing my mom and dad my first book. It's all been so damn worth it, so wonderful that sometimes it hurts.

So, yeah, it's not about the destination, it's about the journey you take.

No matter if it's writing, running a marathon (like my friend Cindy is doing this weekend. Go, Cindy!) or working a job that sometimes has you pulling your hair out. Think about who you are and what the journey has made you and smile. Because there is always a silver lining, lemonade, and any other euphemism you can think of for finding good in all things.

What about you? What path are you on? Or is there a journey you're itching to take that has you shuffling your feet? Leave me a comment about your journey and I'll pick a random poster to win any one of my books (except the first one that's hiding under my virtual bed cause you really don't want to read that one)

A cracker of a Christmas

By Sarah Mayberry

Okay. I'm going to assume you're all still lolling in a post-Turkey haze like I am and go easy on the blog today.

I hope you all had a lovely time with your families and friends - we had a very nice Christmas, with lunch at my Mum's place and then dinner with my father at my sister's place. There was lots of food - naturally - including my maternal grandmother's plum pudding. This is the highlight of every Christmas and nothing is guaranteed to get my family drooling faster than mention of Nan's pudd. Sadly, Nan passed a few years ago at the grand old age of 92 (not bad, eh?) but her recipe lives on through me and my sister.

I make a pudding every year for my husband's family, while my sister makes one for our family. It's a bit of a mission, since it has to be boiled in a calico pudding cloth for 6 hours, but it's worth it. Oh, is it worth it!!! Moist, full of fruit and brandy, it's a very simple pudding - no suet, no nuts or candied fruit, just dates, sultanas, currants, and sultanas and lots of eggs, butter and sugar etc. We serve it with my Nan's brandy sauce, which is basically a white sauce with lots of sugar and brandy in it, along with a generous dollop of vanilla ice cream. Yum.

One of the other big traditions of our family Christmas is the humble Christmas cracker. Without fail they are on the table at each place setting, and before the meal starts we all take turns trying to be the "winner" by being the one left with the largest portion of cracker after

the smoke has cleared. (For the record, I didn't "win" a single cracker this year. Maybe I need to work on my hand strength...?) Once the crackers have been cracked, we all dutifully don the tissue-paper party hat inside and investigate to see what manner of plastic foolishness our cracker has bestowed upon us. Plastic thimbles, racehorses and birds abounded this year. Past years have yielded miniature tape measures, whistles and word puzzle slide-y thingies. (I always wonder what the workers think in the factories where they produce these little bits of plastic pointlessness. They must think we are very, very strange people to be hankering after a thimble suitable only for a Smurf.)

With our hats on and out booty investigated and appraised, we move on to the main event - the Christmas cracker jokes. Without fail, they are totally lame and groan-worthy - and I love them with a deep and abiding passion. So, in the spirit of giving, I wanted to share some of my favourite Christmas cracker jokes with you today:

Q. How do you make a sausage roll?

A. Put it on a sloping tin roof

(I am not sure if this joke will translate. Do you have party pies and sausage rolls in NA? If not, you are missing out on some seriously bad-for-you yum. And you won't get this joke.)

Q. Why do cows have bells?

A. Because their horns don't work.

Q. What did the beaver say to the Christmas Tree?

A. Nice gnawing you.

Q. What athlete is warmest in winter?

A. A long jumper.

Q. What happened to the man who stole an advent calendar?

A. He got 25 days.

Q. What do you get if you cross a bell with a skunk?

A. Jingle smells!

If you want to join in the fun, share your own (bad or good) Christmas cracker gems. I promise I will groan out loud if they are really lame. Seasons greetings to you all!

SHOCKING CONFESSION OF A LUDDITE; My Dirty Little Secret

I figure the day after Christmas is a terrific time to reveal my dirty little secret.

After all, a large percentage of the population is at the mall for the after-Christmas sales. Others are scratching, swearing and swilling beer while they cheer on a favorite football team. And that’s the women -- I don’t know what men are doing today. I do know that virtually no one will be reading my blog. Mwua-ha-ha-ha-ha.

Back to my confession. I admit defeat. I give. I was wrong. You don’t know how long my ex-husband has waited to hear me say that. I digress again. Must be holiday-induced ADD.

Where were we? Confession? Here goes: I have an e-reader. And I like it.

I once swore I would never own an e-reader, much less enjoy it. E-readers were simply another example of technology warping our society. I preferred ink and paper, thank you very much. Until my boyfriend loaned me his Nook and…I was hooked. See why I don’t write poetry?! Anyway, the boyfriend is long gone, along with his Nook. But I’m a modern woman. I can buy my own damn e-reader.

Mine is a Kindle. And…it was love at first read. Instant gratification at its finest. There is no fear of withdrawal DT’s if my TBR pile gets low. I simply push a few buttons and a new read appears as if by magic. Of course, conversely, my bank account dwindles, but we won’t go there. Digital TBR piles aren’t flammable, don’t collect dust and don’t contain food stains (or worse) from previous readers.

When I discovered I could change the font size, I nearly cried with joy. My poor presbyopic eyes can decipher the words, with or without glasses. I actually look forward to spending time on my treadmill because I can entertain myself with a good book -- the e-reader fits perfectly on the treadmill shelf. Reading at night? The case I purchased contains a light. Not sure what type of book I’ll be in the mood for on my lunch break at work? No problem – I take ‘em all! As if that wasn’t enough, I was totally sold once I found out I could check out e-books through my local library at no charge, without ever leaving the comfort of my home.

And like many bibliophiles before me, I embraced the supplier of my reading habit.

So now you know my dirty little secret. I have an e-reader and I like it (humming along with Katie Perry).

I’m raffling the chance for a gift if you post a comment. The winner will have his/her choice of one autographed book from my backlist as posted on my web site http://www.carrieweaver.com/ or a ten dollar Amazon.com gift card. I’ll take comments until Thursday at midnight for the raffle. Since I’m on a budget, I can only ship to the U.S. or Canada. Photo credit: Ira Rosenson

Daily drawing winners week ending December 25 ...

Tuesday December 20, 2011

Kaelee

A copy of The Texan's Christmas by Linda Warren

Wednesday December 21, 2011

Sonya Natalia

A copy of Kiss Me, Santa by Karina Bliss

Thursday December 22, 2011

Tammy Yenalavitch

A copy of Mitzi's Marine by Rogenna Brewer and a Nutcracker ornament

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And don't miss the next two week's bloggers...

Monday, December 26, 2011

Carrie Weaver

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Sarah Mayberry

Wedesday, December 28, 2011

Liz Talley

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Rogenna Brewer

Monday, January 2, 2012

Tracy Wolff

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Wanda Ottewell, Senior Editor Super Romance

This will be a "best of" from Wanda's blogs throughout the year

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Jeannie Watt

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Cathryn Parry

Wishing you Peace, Love and Joy this holiday season...

~ from your Superromance authors

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Writing Tip of the Week

"It's easy to find a reason not to write, 

but writers who need to put ideas to paper, 

find the time.

Use your 24 hours wisely and before you know it, 

you'll have pages."

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Cookie Exchange ~ Dark Chocolate Cherry Fudge

by Rogenna Brewer

My grandmother had a long standing tradition of baking Christmas Cookies every year on the 10th of December.  I don't know why she choose that day.  But I believe there was some logic to it.  This was a woman who hand-painted dishtowels with days of the week and corresponding chores for those days.

Feeling nostalgic my mom and I got together last year on the 10th and went all out in introducing my four-year-old niece to the world of holiday traditions.  After all my aunt and cousin manage to get together every year the day after Thanksgiving to do their baking.  

We made a big mess.  Had a lot of fun.  And way too many men in the kitchen with unsolicited advice.  

This Friday I invited my son's fiancée over to bake cookies so we could get to know each other a little better.  Before the wedding.  Before the baby.  Did I mention I'm going to be a grandma before next Christmas?  A very young grandma.  

We made cookies for the kids to take home.  Some for her to ship off to her dad in Afghanistan.  If I'd been on the ball like my grandmother, they wouldn't be late.  Anyway, it's the thought that counts.  And I got a nice text from her afterward saying she had fun.

I know I did.  So why does it feel like it's going to be such a chore?  Are you a regimented baker?  Or a fly by baker like me?

Monday was the cookie exchange at work and I thought it would be kind of fun to have our own cyber cookie exchange here.  I've finally mastered fudge making after years of wasting chocolate chips.  Okay, I had to Google it.  But this Dark Chocolate Cherry Fudge recipe sounded so good I didn't want to wind up with another batch of grainy goo. 

The secret (I've added to this Nestle's original recipe) is Cream of Tartar and IT WORKS!   NO MORE GRAINY FUDGE! 

Dark Chocolate Cherry Fudge
~ NESTLE® TOLL HOUSE® ~

Ingredients

• 1 1/2 cups granulated sugar
• 2/3 cup NESTLE® CARNATION® Evaporated Milk
• 2 tablespoons butter or margarine
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
• 2 cups miniature marshmallows
• 1 2/3 cups NESTLE® TOLL HOUSE® Dark Chocolate Morsels
• 3/4 cup dried cherries, coarsely chopped
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• 
  

Directions

1. Line 8-inch-square baking pan with foil.
2. Combine sugar, evaporated milk, butter and salt in medium, heavy-duty saucepan. Bring to a full rolling boil over medium heat, stirring constantly. Boil, stirring constantly, for 4 to 5 minutes. Remove from heat.
3. Stir in marshmallows, morsels, dried cherries and vanilla extract. Stir vigorously for 1 minute or until marshmallows are melted. Pour into prepared baking pan. Refrigerate for 2 hours or until firm. Lift from pan; remove foil. Cut into 48 pieces.

Rogenna's Footnotes

Add 1/4 t Cream of Tartar during step #2 to prevent sugar from crystalizing. NO MORE GRAINY FUDGE!

Please share a holiday recipes here! I'll be giving away a nutcracker ornament and an autographed copy of  Mitzi's Marine, which happens to be set during the Christmas holiday and has a Nutcracker theme running through it.  Mitzi's Marine recently garnered a mention in the December 5th issue of Time Magazine.  

Walk down memory lane

Continuing the Christmas theme of this week's posts, I thought I'd share some of my most special Christmas decorations with you all.

I'm lucky enough to have travelled quite a bit over the past few years. Buying souvenirs becomes tiresome and space-consuming pretty quickly -- there are only so many fridge magnets one fridge can hold! A few years ago I decided that my souvenir of choice would be Christmas decorations. I love Christmas and each year I can hardly wait until December to put up my tree. And now, each year, unpacking the decorations and putting them up on the tree is almost like opening up a photo album and remembering those adventures.

These cute little stockings came from California. I bought them at a Christmas shop in Pebble Beach. A friend and I hired a convertible and drove from LA to San Francisco along Highway 1. We had thought it was going to be warm (it was March) and it wasn't -- we ended up in our convertible wrapped up layers and hats with the heater blasting and the top down. As if we were going to travel all that way and hire a convertible and not put the top down! It was such a fun trip and I loved that this one ornament included he names of places I'd visited as well as the year of the trip (2008).

This sparkly, ornately gold ornament came from the Biltmore in Asheville, North Carolina. I went to North Carolina with a group of lovely friends and a couple of us went on a driving trip to Asheville to see the Biltmore mansion. It was absolutely wonderful to see a brand new part of the US that I'd never visited before and I definitely experienced the famous southern hospitality at its finest. The Biltmore itself is quite an amazing building and I felt an ornately gold ornament was a fitting memory of the place.

I bought this tiny, intricate pewter ornament in Munich from one of Germany's famous Christmas markets. I have fond memories of drinking lots of gluhwein (mulled wine) while wrapped up in about a billion layers to keep warm. There was often snow falling, and holding a cup of hot wine to my face and watching snowflakes fall into it is one of my best, most Christmassy memories.

Finally, here's my little Louis XIV. I bought him at Versailles during a day trip that took me to the palace as well as to Monet's house and garden. It was a beautiful, sunny Spring day, and the gardens were full of flowers. I could just imagine myself as Marie Antoinette, taking a stroll around the grounds with my entourage and a servant-provided tea party!

Louis is annoying to hang on the tree -- he won't sit straight -- but I guess that's his majesty's right to do things however he wants!

If you celebrate Christmas, I hope all your plans are in place and you're looking forward to a fun time filled with peace and enjoyment. Not everyone goes in for the big family gathering, but that's what I'll be doing. We'll be eating too much, and swearing that this year was the year we were going to cut down on presents (never happens), and my sister and I will watch Xanadu and sing along, and then it will be time for a nice long sl-e-e-e-p.

Book trees and tradition

Because we’re all about books here, I thought you’d appreciate these quirky Christmas trees. I can’t attribute who made the first one but the second is from IJM Studio and the cute little ones on the right hail from Creative Try als. Here’s the link to their site which give instructions on how to make them, assuming you have leisure in these last few days before Christmas.
I’m currently trying to find a ‘black moment’ in a synopsis on a new book in between finalising Christmas food which means my mind is tangling ‘Did I pick up the glaced cherries?’ with ‘Hero breaks heroine’s heart by rejecting her proposal?’
It’s hard being mean to my characters because it’s the season of goodwill and I’m desperate to start cleaning my house because we’re hosting this year – twice. My family on Xmas Day, my husband’s on Boxing Day.
For my family, my sister had the very good idea of stealing our Christmas menu from a friend who’s an excellent cook. It’s supposed to be easy, delicious and foolproof. This fool will still be doing a dummy run with the chocolate pavlova a few days before.
Inspired by our bold break with tradition my husband has also shaken up his family’s menu and banned the familiar stand-bys. Which means his fresh berry salad, my brother-in-law’s potato salad, my father-in-law’s cheesecake and my sister-in-law’s cheeseball have all been barred in favour of something new.
I’ll let you know post Christmas how this all worked out!

What about you? Are you a traditionalist with your menu or desperate for a change? If you're the latter, try cooking a chocolate pavlova with me. Here’s the recipe.

Make a comment and go into the draw for a copy of Kiss Me, Santa from my backlist.

Christmas, the Internet, and the Husband...

It’s that time of the year again and I’m busy finishing last minute details. The hubby’s always the hard one on my list. But this year he’s easy because he broke his watch and has been telling the time by his phone. Last year I had no idea what to get him. And then at breakfast one morning he said, “A piece of Orange Slice Cake would sure go good with coffee.”

This was a cake his grandmother made every year. She was a fabulous cook and affectionately called Big Mama. She was all of four foot eleven inches tall and maybe weighed 100 pounds. Think Granny of The Beverly Hillbillies, except Big Mama had short gray hair. My husband’s office was two blocks from her house and he ate dinner with her every weekday until she passed away at age 98.

She got up at four every morning, would make coffee and start cooking. She’d make a pie, a cake or cookies or homemade bread. My husband always had something sweet after his lunch. He should weigh at least 300 pounds, but thankfully he doesn’t. We would get an Orange Slice Cake every year for Christmas and we loved it. It’s like a fruit cake but, oh, so much better.

Whenever the hubby mentions the cake, I mostly ignore him because I didn’t want to attempt to make that cake. It would never be as good as his grandmother’s and I’ll admit I’m not the greatest cook. But last year, in a weak moment, I decided I was going to surprise him and make it. I had a mission so I called his aunt to ask for the recipe and she said Big Mama never had recipes. Coming from a family of twelve she learned to cook as a small girl watching her sisters and mother. The aunt had written down some recipes over the years, but not that cake. I’d made up my mind to make the cake so I called his other aunt. She told me the same thing. My husband’s mother didn’t have it because she’d mentioned she’d wished she’d had her mother write it down. I was stumped, but not for long. Information is at our fingertips these days. I went to the Internet and typed it in and several recipes came up. I picked out one that looked similar. I was in business.

My friend and I went to buy the ingredients. She decided to help because it sounded like something her family would like. So we put it together. Cutting up the orange slices was the hardest part. The sticky candy kept sticking to the knife. Finally we mixed all the ingredients together and poured it into a greased Bundt pan. The instructions said to bake it in a 275 degree oven for two and a half hours. My friend went to run errands and I went back to writing.

I had the cake cooling when she got back. We placed a cake plate over it and flipped it. Nothing happened. We jiggled, tapped, shook the thing and then ran a knife around the edges, but it stayed glued to the pan. I wanted to cry. I didn’t want my husband to have to eat it with a spoon. I did some quick thinking. Ah, ha, the Internet. I typed in how to remove a stuck cake from the pan and answers immediately popped up. Oh, I loved that. I got all sorts of suggestions. Most I’d already tried. One person said I should have floured the pan. Well, I’d already figured that out, but I thought Pam would do the trick. Another suggestion said to place the pan in ice water or in the freezer for 15 minutes. (Most people probably know this) So we placed it in ice water. Fifteen minutes later we turned it upside down on to the cake plate and waited. Plop. It came out perfectly. God bless the Internet.

That night I surprised my husband with the cake. He couldn’t believe I’d made it. He took a bite and I held my breath.

“How is it?”

Between bites he said, “Good, but not quite like Big Mama’s.”

He’s is no longer living and I ate the whole Orange Slice Cake myself. No, no, no. I gave some to my friend and my neighbor. No, no. He’s still living. Barely.

After he saw that I’m-gonna-kill-you-look in my eyes, he quickly added, “It’s better.” Yeah, right. But it was good and I’m glad I made it. This year I’m going to make it in little loaf pans and give as gifts. I’m getting brave.

What tasty treats are you making for the holidays? Or share a crazy cooking experience.

I’m giving away a copy of The Texan’s Christmas (print or ebook) to one lucky winner chosen at random.

Wishing you joy and love this holiday season. And many good SuperRomance novels to read.

Merry Christmas,

Linda

Daily drawing winners week ending December 18 ...

Wednesday December 14, 2011

Anne Macfarlane

A copy of Undercover Cook by Jeannie Watt

Thursday December 15, 2011

Virginia

A copy of The Christmas Gift by Darlene Gardner

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Monday, December 19, 2011

Linda Warren

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Karina Bliss

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Emmie Dark

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Rogenna Brewer

Writing Tip of the Week

“I’m a tennis fan who likes watching televised matches. Since there’s a lot of down time between games and points, I’ve found I can turn off the sound and get some productive writing done while keeping up with the match. A plus is that I’m more likely to stay put. The no-audio method  also works for football and baseball, which can be slow moving. Not so much for basketball and ice hockey.” 

–Darlene Gardner

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