Priceless: The Author-Reader Bond
by
Barbara Kyle
Most
of us vividly recall a book that touched our lives, whether as young adults or
at a crucial moment later in life. The moment makes us feel a special kinship
with the author. It’s a meeting of minds, even of souls. It’s a bond, and a
potent one. (Painting above by Daniel F. Gerhartz.)
Any author will tell you it’s a happy day when a reader gets in touch to say
how much the author’s book has meant to them. Sometimes the message is moving,
like the museum curator in Yarmouth, England who wrote to tell me that The
Queen’s Lady helped him as he mourned the death of his father.
Sometimes the message brings a laugh, like the lady
who cheerfully told me she got The Queen’s Captive from the library
because she remembered having loved a similar book – and then realized, as she
was enjoying The Queen’s Captive, that this was the very book she had
read and loved!
Here are three readers whose messages about my historical thrillers were
very special.
The Colonel
Years ago I was in England researching The Queen’s Lady and spent a day
exploring Hever Castle in Kent. This was the home of the Boleyn family, and
Henry VIII came here to court Anne. That tempestuous affair changed the course
of England’s history.
As
I strolled the grounds in a happy haze of imagination, I picked up an acorn.
What a lovely feeling to hold in my hand something living from the so-called
“dead” past. I squirreled the acorn away in my pocket and brought it
home to Canada, and it sat on my desk beside my computer, a sweet reminder of
its place of birth as I wrote The Queen’s Lady. The acorn was still on
my desk when I wrote The King’s Daughter. It had become a touchstone
that spirited me back to the Tudor world. I was very fond of it.
Then my husband and I moved, and in the shuffle the little acorn got lost.
A few months later I got a cheery email from a reader telling me he was on his
way to England for an Anne Boleyn Tour during which he would be visiting Hever
Castle. There would be dinners in the Great Hall where Henry and Anne ate, plus
lectures, plays, and demonstrations – “A once in a lifetime experience,” he
said. I replied to wish him a happy trip and told him about my acorn. He is a
retired air force colonel and lives in Tennessee.
Four weeks later a small package arrived in my mailbox. It was from the
Colonel. Inside was a note: “I looked for an acorn to replace the one you lost
but couldn’t find one. I did get you this.” Nestled under the note was a pine cone.
He had scoured the Hever grounds for it. “It’s from the area where Henry
courted Anne, according to the castle staff,” wrote the Colonel.
I
was so touched. In the following years the pine cone had pride of place on my desk beside my computer
as I wrote six more books in the “Thornleigh Saga” series. Thank you, Colonel, for what you gave
me. A once in a lifetime experience.
The Embroiderer
A music educator in Ontario emailed me
with praise about my books and told me she was part of a sewing club of about
three dozen ladies who get together at a shop with the delightful name The
Enchanted Needle. She said they were working on Tudor period sewing techniques,
and she attached images of historic Tudor-era embroidery. Now, I know little
about sewing, but I know beauty when I see it, and these works were stunning.
As she waxed lyrical about bygone sewing techniques like “stumpwork”
and “Assisi,” “blackwork” and “bargello,”
“cross-stitching” and “the morphing power of color,” I
could only, in ignorance, try to keep up, but when she said my books inspired
her in this Tudor-era needlework I was moved again by how glorious and various
are the connections between author and reader.
The Boy
That’s what I’ll call him, the gangly kid who showed up at a public
reading I did from The Queen’s Gamble and listened so intensely. He
looked about fourteen, the only person there who was so young. After the
reading I saw him at the edge of the knot of people I was chatting with. The
others all asked lively questions, but he said nothing. He looked like he
wanted to, but he never took a step nearer. When I finished talking to the
people, I noticed the boy was gone.
About a week later I found a package in my mailbox: a slender book and a note.
The writer of the note said he’d been at the reading, and was a high school
student who loved history, and he hoped to one day be a history teacher. My
novels were his favorites, he said. The book he’d enclosed was The Bloody
Tower by Valerie Wilding, a young adult novel in the form of a Tudor girl’s
diary. It had meant a lot to him, he said, so he wanted to
share it with me.
There, now I’ve shared it with you. That’s what the writer-reader bond is. We
share what moves us. And that connection is what makes the writer’s work a joy.
___________________________________________________________
Barbara
Kyle is the author of the bestselling Thornleigh Saga series of
historical thrillers (“Riveting Tudor drama” – USA Today) and of acclaimed
contemporary thrillers.
Over half a million copies of her books have been sold.
Her latest book
is The Man from Spirit Creek, a novel of suspense.
Barbara has taught
hundreds of writers in her online classes and many have become award-winning authors. Page-Turner, her popular how-to book for writers, is available in print,
e-book, and audiobook. Visit Barbara at www.BarbaraKyle.com
What an Old Horse Can Teach—by T. K. Thorne
/in Uncategorized/by TK ThorneWriter, humanist,
dog-mom, horse servant and cat-slave,
Lover of solitude
and the company of good friends,
New places, new ideas
and old wisdom.
This winter during the Covid pandemic, I did a crazy thing. I got two rescue horses. I was only looking for one mare to keep our lonesome gelding company. Still can’t believe I bought a horse from a photograph on Facebook! But a local rescue organization directed me to look there, and I saw a beautiful bay thoroughbred named Foxy who had raced for a couple of years and then was sold at auction. A place in Louisiana had bought her at the auction. Their aim was to sell her again, but such places, though they claim to be rescuing horses, are often not really focused on that. The real rescue organizations call them”kill pens.” As the term implies, if they can’t resell a horse, they send it to Mexico for dog food. It’s illegal to buy or sell a horse for food in the U. S., but not in Mexico. And there is a steady stream of unwanted horses from the U.S. for that purpose.
Foxy traveled from Louisiana to Alabama with several other horses who had been purchased the same way. One of her fellow travelers from the kill pen was an older black Standardbred mare named Nickie Jones. Originally raced at a track (pulling a two-wheeled one-seater called a “sulky”) and then sold to the Amish who had her pull a carriage or wagon. The Amish had sold her to the same Louisiana kill pen. Had someone not bought her in the same way I had, Nickie’s next stop also would have been Mexico.
She turned out to be lame and had a terrible scar on her left back leg (something not disclosed when her would-be rescuer bought her. Nickie Jones was no longer wanted by the person who had purchased her. The rescue organization couldn’t keep her, because there were stallions on their property, and mares cause a lot of stir. (No comments from the peanut gallery, please.)
So, to make a long story short, I took in Nickie Jones too. Both horses were not in great shape, but Nickie was really undernourished.
Whatever she had gotten into (barbed wire?) to leave an awful scar, seemed to be causing her pain, but when my vet examined her, he said t was her other leg, the hock (back “elbow”) that was swollen and the reason she was lame. I gave her Bute, which is horse aspirin, as a powder mixed in her feed for about ten days, and she was fine. Putting some weight on her took longer. A special senior feed and lots of hay. She gobbles it down and is the first one to the three piles of hay we lay out for them. The bony top of her hip is starting to round.
Horses are social creatures, and they adhere to a hierarchy each group works out. Nickie Jones is at the bottom of line. Big boss man in this herd-of-three is Apollo, our paint (brown and white) quarter horse. He is ordinarily congenial, but food aggressive. When food is present, he turns into a bully. We quickly learned we needed to put him in the round pen to eat until the other two are finished or he will run them off from their buckets and help himself to their grain.
The routine is to give all three grain in their individual buckets. While they eat, we put out the hay in three piles in a rough line against the barn wall. Usually Nickie Jones finishes first and heads for the hay. Then Foxy joins her. Then we let Apollo out of the pen. When released, he exits the pen with his ears flattened back, charging the girls. They scatter. So, he gets first choice of the three piles of hay to munch. Sometimes he will choose the hay on the far end, sometimes the other end. He never chooses the center. Foxy uses her position as horse #2 to claim the end farthest away from Apollo, putting Nickie Jones between her and the grumbly gelding.
Smart girl.
Nickie Jones has disadvantages. We don’t know if she was born into them or if personality, age, or injury created them. There is not much she can do about that. But even though she has the least social status and control, knowing she will end up in the middle of the hay line, she uses the moments when she is first to the hay—before Foxy finishes her grain and Apollo is released—to snatch at a pile, and she never eats from the middle pile, which is where she will end up.
Foxy is the second to finish her grain and go to the hay. If Foxy runs Nickie Jones off from an end pile, Nickie goes to the other end, getting a few snatches of that pile of hay before Apollo comes out and everyone reshuffles and ends up in their final hay-eating positions. Nickie Jones always has an untouched pile of hay in the center to munch.
There’s smart and there’s smart.
T.K. is a retired police captain who writes Books, which, like this blog, go wherever her interest and imagination take her. More at TKThorne.com
The Reason I Judge Writing Contests by Juliana Aragon Fatula
/in Uncategorized/by The Stiletto GangDear Reader,
I have been asked to judge writing contests and I always accept and this year I’m reading three books and judging the three finalists for the chance to be the winner for this year’s award in… I can’t tell you the name of the contest or the genre or the names of the finalists but soon after the ceremony I will announce the winner in my blog. It’s a secret until then.
The reason I accept the task of reading books and judging for awards is simple. It makes me a better writer. I read the finalists’ books and determine what made them so good. I learn how to write award winning books.
Mind you, I don’t write to win awards, or fame, or money. They are nice perks but the reason I write is I’d go crazy if I didn’t tell my stories. I love to perform on stage and I love telling stories to an audience, but I love reading stories even more. I get lost in a good book and all my troubles fall away.
I was reading a book and it was so juicy and tantalizing and my husband asked me a question and I closed the book, gave him the look, and opened the book and continued reading. Don’t disturb me when I’m reading. If I want to have a conversation with you, I’ll close my book and listen to what you have to say, if its important I’ll put my book away, but if you interrupt me for a question like have you seen my car key, glasses, wallet, hammer… Watchale.
my living room before the remodel of 2021 new kitchen new paint
So I’m reading this book and it’s so good I make a sandwich and continue reading. I read all day and into the night and the next day and the next night it’s midnight and I have to finish the book or I won’t be able to sleep. So I read the book in two days and I’m ready to take on the world. I’ve got the story in my head and I’m evaluating why I couldn’t put it down and stop reading. I read for enjoyment but sometimes I read to learn. When I read for enjoyment, it takes me away from reality and into the story and I escape into the words on the page and my imagination. It keeps me sane.
I’m not being paid to write reviews or judge writing contests. Maybe someday I will get paid, but that’s not why I do it. I enjoy it and it makes me grow as a writer. I learn from other writers how to be a better writer. I’ve been told by my mentors why bother to write if it’s not going to be a great book. Don’t write a good book. Write a great book. And that is what I strive to do. To write a great story and leave my mark in literary history as a writer who gave my best.
So if you see me in a bookstore, library, book bar and I’m reading, give me a nod and keep moving. I’m not really there. It’s an illusion. I’m lost in my book and don’t want to be anywhere else. If I judge a book you’ve written and you win the contest, just know that I chose your book because you are the best and your story is not good, it’s great.
Priceless: The Author-Reader Bond by Barbara Kyle
/in Uncategorized/by Barbara KylePriceless: The Author-Reader Bond
by
Barbara Kyle
Most
of us vividly recall a book that touched our lives, whether as young adults or
at a crucial moment later in life. The moment makes us feel a special kinship
with the author. It’s a meeting of minds, even of souls. It’s a bond, and a
potent one. (Painting above by Daniel F. Gerhartz.)
Any author will tell you it’s a happy day when a reader gets in touch to say
how much the author’s book has meant to them. Sometimes the message is moving,
like the museum curator in Yarmouth, England who wrote to tell me that The
Queen’s Lady helped him as he mourned the death of his father.
Sometimes the message brings a laugh, like the lady
who cheerfully told me she got The Queen’s Captive from the library
because she remembered having loved a similar book – and then realized, as she
was enjoying The Queen’s Captive, that this was the very book she had
read and loved!
Here are three readers whose messages about my historical thrillers were
very special.
The Colonel
Years ago I was in England researching The Queen’s Lady and spent a day
exploring Hever Castle in Kent. This was the home of the Boleyn family, and
Henry VIII came here to court Anne. That tempestuous affair changed the course
of England’s history.
As
I strolled the grounds in a happy haze of imagination, I picked up an acorn.
What a lovely feeling to hold in my hand something living from the so-called
“dead” past. I squirreled the acorn away in my pocket and brought it
home to Canada, and it sat on my desk beside my computer, a sweet reminder of
its place of birth as I wrote The Queen’s Lady. The acorn was still on
my desk when I wrote The King’s Daughter. It had become a touchstone
that spirited me back to the Tudor world. I was very fond of it.
Then my husband and I moved, and in the shuffle the little acorn got lost.
A few months later I got a cheery email from a reader telling me he was on his
way to England for an Anne Boleyn Tour during which he would be visiting Hever
Castle. There would be dinners in the Great Hall where Henry and Anne ate, plus
lectures, plays, and demonstrations – “A once in a lifetime experience,” he
said. I replied to wish him a happy trip and told him about my acorn. He is a
retired air force colonel and lives in Tennessee.
Four weeks later a small package arrived in my mailbox. It was from the
Colonel. Inside was a note: “I looked for an acorn to replace the one you lost
but couldn’t find one. I did get you this.” Nestled under the note was a pine cone.
He had scoured the Hever grounds for it. “It’s from the area where Henry
courted Anne, according to the castle staff,” wrote the Colonel.
I
was so touched. In the following years the pine cone had pride of place on my desk beside my computer
as I wrote six more books in the “Thornleigh Saga” series. Thank you, Colonel, for what you gave
me. A once in a lifetime experience.
The Embroiderer
A music educator in Ontario emailed me
with praise about my books and told me she was part of a sewing club of about
three dozen ladies who get together at a shop with the delightful name The
Enchanted Needle. She said they were working on Tudor period sewing techniques,
and she attached images of historic Tudor-era embroidery. Now, I know little
about sewing, but I know beauty when I see it, and these works were stunning.
As she waxed lyrical about bygone sewing techniques like “stumpwork”
and “Assisi,” “blackwork” and “bargello,”
“cross-stitching” and “the morphing power of color,” I
could only, in ignorance, try to keep up, but when she said my books inspired
her in this Tudor-era needlework I was moved again by how glorious and various
are the connections between author and reader.
The Boy
That’s what I’ll call him, the gangly kid who showed up at a public
reading I did from The Queen’s Gamble and listened so intensely. He
looked about fourteen, the only person there who was so young. After the
reading I saw him at the edge of the knot of people I was chatting with. The
others all asked lively questions, but he said nothing. He looked like he
wanted to, but he never took a step nearer. When I finished talking to the
people, I noticed the boy was gone.
About a week later I found a package in my mailbox: a slender book and a note.
The writer of the note said he’d been at the reading, and was a high school
student who loved history, and he hoped to one day be a history teacher. My
novels were his favorites, he said. The book he’d enclosed was The Bloody
Tower by Valerie Wilding, a young adult novel in the form of a Tudor girl’s
diary. It had meant a lot to him, he said, so he wanted to
share it with me.
There, now I’ve shared it with you. That’s what the writer-reader bond is. We
share what moves us. And that connection is what makes the writer’s work a joy.
___________________________________________________________
Barbara
Kyle is the author of the bestselling Thornleigh Saga series of
historical thrillers (“Riveting Tudor drama” – USA Today) and of acclaimed
contemporary thrillers.
Over half a million copies of her books have been sold.
Her latest book
is The Man from Spirit Creek, a novel of suspense.
Barbara has taught
hundreds of writers in her online classes and many have become award-winning authors. Page-Turner, her popular how-to book for writers, is available in print,
e-book, and audiobook. Visit Barbara at www.BarbaraKyle.com
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/in Uncategorized/by Saralyn RichardBook Clubs with Food, or Food Clubs with Books
by Saralyn Richard
Last week I was the honored guest (by Zoom) at a book club
meeting where my first Detective Parrott Mystery novel was being discussed.
MURDER IN THE ONE PERCENT begins with a birthday party at a weekend retreat in
the beautiful and lush Brandywine Valley, Pennsylvania. A highlight of the
weekend (aside from a murder) is the Saturday night dinner party—an elegant
nine-course menu with wine pairings for every course.
This
feast, I’m positive, is fit for royalty, or at least the Granthams in Downton
Abbey, and certainly America’s one percent. To give you a peek, here are a
few of the menu items: rack of lamb,
bouillabaisse, halibut cheeks, and chocolate torte with ganache.
I offer
subscribers to my newsletter these and other menu items with photos and recipes
in a booklet entitled, Epicurean Feasts. Luckily, one of the foodies in
the aforementioned book club subscribed, fell in love with the menu, and asked
me if I would “attend” their book club meeting. Of course, I said yes, and I
looked forward to sharing the evening with this spirited group.
What I
didn’t realize at the time was how much these readers would immerse themselves
in the book. The night of the meeting, I arrived through the link, and what I
found was astounding. Everyone was dressed up as a particular character in the
novel, which had been assigned to them in Secret Santa fashion. There were
props throughout the house that matched items in the book. The replication of
the meal from the party was particularly elegant, and I got to enjoy it sans
calories!
The
discussion of the book was no less exciting. These readers had gobbled up the
story with the same gusto as they’d gobbled the food. They were full of
detailed insights and questions and comments that delighted me no end.
This
was not the first time a book club had replicated the MURDER IN THE ONE PERCENT
menu or dressed up as the characters, but each time this happens, I marvel at
how delightful it is to witness one’s story in real life. In educational terms,
what the readers had done was synthesize the story, using one of the highest levels
of thinking.
I
consider this the highest level of compliment for an author, and absolutely the
most fun! As always, connecting with readers is the best part about being a
writer.
If
you’d like to subscribe to my monthly newsletter, check out my website, http://saralynrichard.com , click on
subscribe, and I’ll send you a copy of Epicurean Feasts. The newsletter
is full of fun opportunities and special offers, and the menu is simply to die
for!
Richard was born with a pen in her hand and ink in her veins. A former
educator, she loves connecting with readers. Her humor- and romance-tinged
mysteries and children’s book pull back the curtain on people in settings as
diverse as elite country manor houses and disadvantaged urban high schools.
Visit Saralyn at http://saralynrichard.com, on her Amazon page at https://www.amazon.com/Saralyn-Richar…, or on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/Palmcirclepress
Ted Lasso’s Message
/in Uncategorized/by Paula Bensonby Paula Gail
Benson
I don’t remember
what finally enticed me to watch the first season of Ted Lasso (a sitcom
created for Apple TV+). The premise of an American college football coach with
no soccer experience hired to manage a premiere professional British football
(aka soccer) team seemed intriguing. Hearing about Jason Sudeikis’ Golden Globe
winning performance in the title role piqued my curiosity. Maybe the deciding
factor came from reading about how good natured, optimistic, and hopeful the program
was. I had been looking for a “feel good” series to binge, and Ted Lasso,
with 10 half hour episodes, seemed worthy.
What I discovered
in watching it, much like the character of reporter Trent Crim who shadows Ted
for a day learns, is that there is more to Ted than a joke. Ted may not know
the sport, but he is a very capable coach, not only for the team, but for everyone
he encounters.
The twist upon
which the show develops is that Ted has been hired to fail. The new owner,
Rebecca Welton, acquired the team in her divorce settlement. She knows it’s the
only thing her ex-husband really cares about and she systematically plans to
destroy it. She doesn’t care who she has to hurt in the process, as long as she
can cause her ex pain.
Does Ted know or
suspect he’s a pawn in a bigger scheme? That’s a good question, particularly
after watching the episodes several times. There’s a lot of subtext and
characters are not what they initially seem. Or, maybe they grow, under Ted’s
good-natured influence.
Because Ted really
is Pollyanna. He finds something meaningful and worthwhile in every situation
he encounters, even those most devastating for himself. He’s both wide-eyed and
wise at the same time.
He has a quiet
exuberance that’s contagious. He wins people over even when they are determined
to dismiss him. That’s difficult to achieve and to make convincing for jaded
readers. Part of how it’s accomplished is that Ted doesn’t have a completely
charmed life. He comes to Britain to give himself and his family a new start,
but it doesn’t work out as he hopes it might. He has to deal with personal
disappointment while trying to accomplish the impossible (reinvigorating the
team) and having his boss actively plotting against him.
As a writer, what
I found most delightful about Ted Lasso is that almost every character,
no matter how briefly introduced, has a story arc. Each person grows, learns,
changes, becomes more or less assertive, and happily reaches his or her place
in the overall structure. Even those walk-ons have their moments. Just like
what Ted tries to provide for his players.
One other interesting
aspect is how much a “family” operation Ted Lasso seems to be. Jason
Sudeikis and Brendan Hunt, who plays the assistant coach, helped develop the
show. Brett Goldstein, who takes on the role of grumpy, aging team captain Roy
Kent, is the chief writer and Phoebe Walsh, who appears as the assistant coach’s
love interest, is also on the writing staff. Character names are drawn from
show insiders (Roy’s niece is Phoebe and Keeley Jones, a character portrayed by
Juno Temple, has the first name of Keeley Hazell, who has the minor part of Bex
and dates Sudeikis). Higgins, the beleaguered and unwilling henchman for the new owner, is transformed by music. The actor playing the part, Jeremy Swift, is also a musician and composer.
Best of all, being
good and kind wins out, not in a cloying or sentimental way, but even when the
opposite path would be perfectly plausible. Respect for others, despite their
differences, becomes the theme. Seeing that it can be accomplished without losing
self-confidence or dignity makes for a truly winning first season. I anxiously
anticipate seasons two and three!
WANTED: 3 BR, 2 BATHS, LOTS OF STORY INSPIRATION
/in Author Life, Uncategorized/by Shari RandallBy Shari Randall
When she beta-read my last book, a friend told me that I seemed more interested in describing houses and settings than I was in describing people. At first I was taken aback, but after reflection, I saw her point.
I adore all those tv shows about houses – buying houses, selling houses, decorating houses, rehabbing houses, even haunted houses. With my husband’s military career, we’ve bought and sold plenty of houses. I love a good house tour or decorator showcase. Even dollhouses fascinate me. When I was a little girl, my favorite toy was my Barbie Dream House. Although my kids flew the nest years ago, I still have custody of their dollhouses and, sorry kids, I don’t think you’re getting them back.
Why do houses intrigue me so? Perhaps a psychologist could explain. Maybe the dollhouse my dad built for me and my sisters, a replica of our own red Cape Cod home, set me on this path.
Perhaps homes reflect the people in them and the writer in me has stumbled upon a different form of characterization? What can I say, houses inspire me.
With COVID, I haven’t been able to travel to scout potential story locations and buildings as much as I’d like. Lucky for me that my corner of Connecticut is full of intriguing places, places that fire my imagination and will make great settings for my books.
One of my characters likes to “collect castles” and so do I. Gillette’s Castle, set on a hill called the Seventh Sister overlooking the Connecticut River, is one of my favorite places to visit. Designed by William Gillette, an actor famous for his portrayal of Sherlock Holmes, the castle’s décor, construction, and grounds reflect the eccentric brilliance of its owner. This place inspired another pocket-sized castle in the second, as-yet-untitled book in my Ice Cream Shop Mystery series.
Here’s a charmer that is slated to be the childhood home of the main character in Ice Cream Shop Mystery #1, The Rocky Road to Ruin.
This mini-castle is tucked into a neighborhood a block from the ocean. Not your typical beach house, is it? I can only imagine the character who built this place. I feel a story coming on!
Writers: People or places – which do you find easier to describe? Readers: Are you as crazy about real estate as I am?
Shari Randall is the author of the Lobster Shack Mystery series from St. Martin’s Press. The first in series, CURSES, BOILED AGAIN, won an Agatha Award for Best First Novel. The first in her new Ice Cream Shop Mystery series (written as Meri Allen), THE ROCKY ROAD TO RUIN, will be published on July 27, 2021.
Do Contests Matter?
/in Uncategorized/by CathyPShould the winner medal from the Killer Nashville Claymore
Award contest go on the cover of The Body in the Beaver Pond? That was one of the many
questions my cover artist and I discussed as I prepared for the release of the
novel.
As Dar and I chatted, I wondered, do writing contest even
matter?
Authors know how competitive the contests are, but do
readers care? Let me know what you think in the comments.
Of course, there are the other reasons authors (or their
publicists) enter. Little secret – we’re incredibly insecure! Think about it.
We’re putting ourselves “out there” for the world to critique. We’re sharing pieces
of the deepest parts of us. And we worry all the time that maybe our books are
actually terrible and any previous “success” was a fluke. Maybe a contest offers
a tiny bit of affirmation, that says, Yeah. This is good.
Then again, that may be more than most readers need or want
to know.
While I’ve had a great time writing this novel and look
forward to the release, I decided to add a layer to my usual low key launch
plans. I decided to make the release about all of you.
Nearly everyone knows
friends or family who’ve lost loved ones, jobs, nearly lost their home, and faced
a host of other challenges this year.
The Body in the Beaver Pond touches on many of these
challenges, offering a tangible (if somewhat snarky) perspective from Keri, as
she struggles to adjust after loosing her marriage, home and job. (And for an extra writing challenge – the book is funny!)
Now that I have a funny main character I hope people
relate to, I need a place to make all this happen. (Imaginary) Liberty Falls
is drawn from a number of small towns in Washington state’s Cascade Mountains.
Lingering economic inequities, the pandemic, life throwing curve balls – all this hurt many
people, especially in these smaller, rural areas where social services are few
and far between. As a result, I’m donating the royalties from presales (and the
first few months of sales) from The Body in the Beaver Pond to HopeSource, a
multi-purpose agency, which serves Kittitas County (the first county you
discover when you venture over Snoqualmie Pass from Seattle.)
I’d appreciate your help in getting the word out about both
the book and the donation.
Get your presale copy and help me help our friends and neighbors – https://books2read.com/BodyintheBeaverPond
An award-winning author of financial mysteries, Cathy Perkins writes twisting dark suspense and light amateur sleuth stories. When not writing, she battles with the beavers over the pond height or heads out on another travel adventure. She lives in Washington with her husband, children, several dogs and the resident deer herd. Visit her at http://cperkinswrites.com or on Facebook
She’s hard at work on Peril in the Pony Ring, the sequel to The Body in the Beaver Pond, releasing May 2021!) which was recently presented with the Killer Nashville’s Claymore Award.
Audio Books
/in Uncategorized/by Bethany Mainesby Bethany Maines
On my first book, Bulletproof Mascara, the
novel was also spun off into an audio book and (guilty admission) I have never
listened to it. Or rather, I got ten minutes in, freaked out, turned it off and
never went back. It wasn’t that it was bad. It was more that the voices
in my head had become external, but they weren’t actually my voices. The process of publishing is, in many ways, about
taking something deeply personal and turning it over into the public domain. And
at the time, I had barely come to terms with my friends, family, and complete
strangers having opinions on my characters. Having the auditory sensation of
hearing them in different voices was completely disconcerting.
However, it’s been a minute since then (I love how that phrase implies
that it really was a short amount of time) and I’m a little more resigned to
the process of sharing my fake people with the world. So I recently took a deep
breath and dipped a toe back into the audio waters. This time the process
was much better. Not only did I get to select my voice actor, but I could
add my two-cents on her interpretation. I’m completely in love with this new
version of my novel The Second
Shot. It’s been so fun to hear the book with her voice. It has also been illuminating to realize when I’ve written something that looks so good on the page, but turns out to be difficult to read out loud.
The Second Shot is
book one of the Deveraux Legacy series and I can’t wait for my voice actress to
tackle book 2, The Cinderella Secret,
and 3, The Hardest Hit (due out
10.18.21). Currently the book is under going the Quality Assurance check with Audible and once approved it will hit the virtual store shelves.
Listen to an audio sample and learn more here:
https://bethanymaines.com/the-deveraux-legacy/
Or purchase the print edition here (¢.99!): books2read.com/The-Second-Shot
A drunken mistake in college
cost US Marshal Maxwell Ames the affection of Dominique Deveraux and six years
later, he’s determined to fix the slip-up. But there’s just one tiny
problem—someone wants the Deveraux family dead. Dominique Deveraux
never expected Max to reappear in her life, let alone apologize, but as
Dominique investigates the mysterious attacks on her wealthy family Max quickly
becomes far more than her one time college classmate. Now, Max and Dominique
must dodge mercenaries and bullets as they try to make sure that they’re the
only ones who get a second shot.
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Bethany Maines is the award-winning author of the Carrie Mae Mysteries, San Juan Islands Mysteries, Shark Santoyo Crime Series, and numerous
short stories. When she’s not traveling to exotic lands, or kicking some
serious butt with her black belt in karate, she can be found chasing her
daughter or glued to the computer working on her next novel. You can also catch up with her on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, and BookBub.
Gay Yellen: Spotlight on Pamela Fagan Hutchins
/in Uncategorized/by Gay YellenMy Mother is Always Right
We continued like this. None of it was surprising. Then I wrote as if my life depended on it. Or as if his did. It became an allegory for life continuation (with love and help of family). The series—Patrick Flint— and book—SWITCHBACK—were intended to be a one-off, never published. A family-friendly action-adventure, suspense-thriller, 1970’s Wyoming family drama mystery. Yeah, all of that.
And what people loved about the books? The things my dad had requested. The things I’d originally done with books “for my mom.”
I’m Married to a Planner
/in Uncategorized/by Donnell Ann BellNot a wedding planner or an event planner. I’m married to a
second-of-every-day planner. A month before hunting season, my husband is
compiling his gear. Our bedroom turns into a sea of orange as I roll my eyes.
When we’re in the car going from point A to B, my spouse will tell you
precisely what time we’ll arrive.
As someone who spent a lot of time on the road before he
retired, he had a lot of time to think and to play games with himself. He would
call and tell me, “I’ll be home at 7:57.”
Not 7:30 or 8 p.m., but to the exact minute. And, ladies and gentlemen, he
usually walked in at the stated moment.
Being married to a life planner has its ups and downs. For
instance, just because he’s a planner doesn’t mean I am. I like a little
spontaneity in the seconds of my day. In fact, being a writer, my muse often
demands it. Flexibility is the name of the game with this girl. My poor calendar bears the brunt and the inked out scratches of my constantly changing schedule.
What brought about this blog? A phone call I had with my
girlfriend today. She said she and her husband are coming to New Mexico at
Christmas and suggested we might want to meet in Taos for lunch or dinner if it’s convenient. I said that sounds like so much fun, and I’d talk it over
with the dear husband.
But now two hours after I told him, he’s come up with the route we will take to get from Las
Cruces to Taos, and how long it would take us to get there. I’d literally forgotten
about the conversation until he brought it up. “Les,” I said, “It’s March. We
don’t have to plan this trip until September or October at the earliest.” He stared at me aghast. “By failing
to plan, you are preparing to fail.”
Thank you Benjamin Franklin.
The truth is my husband keeps me on target, while ideally, I remind him to take deep breaths and smell the roses.
Planning’s a good thing, no doubt about it. But so is spontaneity. I often share traits like these in my writing. So interesting to see what makes our characters tick.
Do you have a planner in your life?