Write and Read What You Know – But Wish You Didn’t by Colleen L. Donnelly
Write and Read What You Know – But Wish You Didn’t
by guest author Colleen L Donnelly
I’ve claimed for years that if you run up against a dilemma and need an answer—read the Bible and watch Seinfeld. Whatever is bothering you will have been covered in one or the other. And after you’ve discovered and acted upon the answer you sought…yes or no to a particular proposal, do or don’t to exacting revenge, will or won’t keep a rendezvous, go or stay when going is warranted…and grit continues to grind in your soul, then it’s time to flesh the residue out on paper. Write it down…or find someone else who did.
For those who feel the inclination to write, scratch out every heartrending, unreasonable, furious elation which surfaces…and burn it. Or stuff the list under your mattress for your kids to gape at long after you’ve forgotten it was there. You might reconsider burning it. Or publish it, because some ancestor likely will when they go through your things someday. But publish it in the form of a novel, and let fictitious characters that your children and neighbors won’t recognize resolve what was unresolvable in your soul.
That worked for me, and for the like-suffering non-writers who devoured my books. My and their tangled webs began to clear after a series of novels which dealt with an adulterer amidst other rather prudish characters. Exhausted, and with souls bared, there at the bottom of the barrel lay the betrayed and a betrayer, their judgment hammered out by the characters in my books.
Using these stories to undo the undoable, my readers and I demanded a chance for the woman in my book who was accused of having an affair to be heard before her husband banned her from the home. We gasped when a music professor was murdered, presumably by his wife, because of suspected infidelity. We applauded for the young and emotionally abused housewife whose life changed with a single compliment from another man. And we tried to drag the young authoress away from her engagement to a solid man, when her heart belonged to another. Lastly we didn’t know whether to love or hate the embittered wife who always knew, but couldn’t prove, she wasn’t the love of her husband’s life.
When you can’t open your mouth and say, “Ahhhhh,” and a doctor peer down your throat and exclaim, “Oh, there’s that nasty snag in your soul…hold on while I extract it,” then you need to go write or read a book. Characters are far more successful at unclogging what’s mired than we are, and they can do it in the privacy of your home where no one will ever gasp or know it was you.
Find Colleen’s books on Amazon:
Sonata Contineo ~ Mine to Tell ~ Asked For ~ Love on a Train ~ The Lady’s Arrangement ~
Out of Splinters and Ashes
Tell us about your most recent book, Out of Splinters and Ashes.
My most recent publication, “Out of Splinters and Ashes” is a finalist for the Rone Award in historical fiction for its time period. This book centers around a supposed love affair between an American soldier/runner and a young German authoress just before WWII began. The book itself opens years later with the American soldier’s granddaughter and the German authoress’s grandson encountering and clashing with each other in their individual searches for the enemy their grandparent had been accused of loving. Both families have reputations to save, accusations to resolve, and dysfunctions to mend.
Cate is a runner. She prefers to help her fiancé run his New York senate race, but she finds herself running instead to fix what’s broken between her grandparents before he finds out—her grandmother has moved out of the family home, and her grandfather is accused of a pre-WWII relationship with a woman in Germany.
Dietrich is a German journalist with a spotless reputation. He prefers facts, but he finds himself lost in a world of fiction instead to prove his novelist grandmother couldn’t possibly have been the lover of a US runner in Berlin’s 1936 Olympics—especially when that runner’s granddaughter is Cate, a stubborn obstacle he should but can’t ignore.
Cate runs hard to cover up what Dietrich uncovers, until he shows her how it could have been—and how it could be again—that one can indeed love an enemy.
Tell us about your experience with the publishing process.
Wannabe writers are told they will write five books before they finally create one good enough for traditional publishing. True to that saying, book numbers one through four of mine were rejected by traditional publishers, though number four was good enough I self-published it. Book number five, a Nanowrimo novel, was accepted immediately by The Wild Rose Press, resulting in a traditional contract. I have been publishing historical fiction with them ever since.
Find Colleen:
Website
Goodreads
Amazon
And finally, an excerpt from Out of Splinters and Ashes…
Grandma was impossible to stop. She charged around me, into the room, flipping on a light as she did. “You can go now,” she barked at the soldier still holding the door. “This won’t take long.”
He nodded at Grandpa, then shut us in, us and the mirror.
I saw Amabile’s story all over again as Grandpa spotted the mirror, the deep-down flicker I’d noticed before, but brighter now. Grandma and I disappeared as time took him backwards, his face transforming from old and haggard to young and alive—then to terrified, and lastly to nothing, except guilt. Grandma didn’t raise the mirror as I expected her to, and shake it in his face. She let it hang in front of her, between them, the charred frame and lone lily all he could see.
I stared at the trembling finger that stretched and touched the blackened wood, scars this man probably deserved exposed at the cuff of his sleeve.
“I believe this is yours.” Grandma’s voice was low. I’d never seen them this close together before, never seen them face each other. But I’d seen the mirror between them forever without knowing it was there.
Scent of Betrayal by Denise Carbo
Welcome to Visiting Authors today, Denise! Congrats on your new release.
What was your inspiration for Scent of Betrayal?
Scent of Betrayal is the second in my Shifters of Rishard series about an alien race of shifters now living here on Earth. This book focuses on the European clan and the turmoil left after the first book, Bloodlines. I’ve always been fascinated by the supernatural so I added my spin by making them aliens and incorporated how they deal with being alien and shifters in modern times and the digital age.
Do you find inspiration in your own life for your writing?
I believe it’s inevitable certain aspects of my own life will seep into my writing, but I think this happens more often in my contemporary romance books than my paranormal romance ones.
What was the most interesting part of the story to research?
The most interesting and fun aspect was researching some Scottish slang to sprinkle throughout the book for authenticity. I always enjoy researching a new setting and culture for a book.
Any new projects on the horizon?
I’ve got a few coming out:
He is Watching, a novella for the Deerbourne Inn series at The Wild Rose Press
My First My Last My Only, a small-town contemporary romance
and
Legacy of Destruction is my current WIP and the sequel to Legacy of Magic
~~~FIND Scent of Betrayal online: Amazon, iBooks~~~
What comes first, character or plot? Plot
What are your writing must haves? I agree with the post-its and red pen, but I’ll add notebooks and calendar as well.
In an alternative reality what would be your dream job besides author? I’d have to say architect. I love looking at houses and buildings. Then again, I’ve also dreamed of astronomy. I love staring at the stars and imagining what worlds await.
Beach, lake, or mountains? Lake with mountains
Morning rooster, night owl, or midday lark? Morning definitely
Where is your favorite place you’ve visited (or wish to visit)? This is a hard one because I love to travel and have many favorites. Venice, Italy. Ireland. Edinburgh, Scotland. California Redwoods. I could go on and on.
You find a $100 bill in your purse, what would you spend it on? If I can stop my conscientious soul from paying bills with it, I’d spend it on a date night with my hubby. A very rare treat with kids.
FIND DENISE ONLINE:
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Heart Storms by N. Christine Samuelson
Welcome to Visiting Authors, today N. Christine Samuelson! Tell us about what you write.
I write novels, poetry, and some short stories I’m starting to write again.--
Before Heart Storms, I’ve published two previous novels, Eternal Seas and Echoes of Love—both deal with eternal bonds of love that transcend time. Past lives and mystical elements are woven into contemporary characters and stories of love and relationship—the perils, fears, obstacles and courage to overcome, the power of the bonds of love in many forms.
Do you find inspiration in your own life for your writing?
Most of my inspiration is from life experiences and the people I’ve known from all walks of life. They, and the myriad places I’ve lived and traveled to are the springboard for my imagination—so many stories to tell.
Her latest release…Heart Storms…
Find Heart Storms: Amazon ~ Barnes/Noble-Nook ~ Apple Books ~ Kobo
Now a little more about N. Christine with a SPEED ROUND:
Any words of advice for fellow writers in the trenches?
Writing and publishing are hard roads to pursue. But If you love to write, if it’s your passion, never give up. Envision coming to the end of your life and looking back—would you be okay with giving it up? If you’d regret it, then carry on.
Now for an excerpt!
Jade wandered through her days looking for clues to why and how the end came. Well-meaning friends tried to encourage her, but their words were lies because love did not conquer all, and time had not healed her. In her world, the road to hell wasn’t paved with gold but with a golden boy who took her straight there—to a hell of a life. And when all those doors slammed shut, God didn’t open a window, ‘the devil’ did.
Devlin. Jade used to love his name. It was unusual, strong and spoke of his Irish heritage. She assumed the man, Devlin Donoghue, would be the same—as honorable as a hero in medieval times fighting to the death for his woman, family, and freedom. But Devlin was the antithesis of good things. … His name was unspeakable now, like poison on her tongue. So instead of seeing ‘Devlin’ written on the paper, …she saw only ‘Devil.’ Now there’s a name perfectly suited to him. Since that day, Jade referred to him only when necessary, and only as ‘the devil’—the intentional cause of pain and destruction, the epitome of evil.
***
Gabriel had nowhere to run or hide from the relentless demons howling through his life. They made demands of his days he couldn’t fulfill. No matter how good he was or acted, his life seemed predestined for trouble and heartbreak. In trying to change his situation, worse circumstances arose. He ran from a culture he loved and respected but had also caused pain and torment. The deepest truth, though, simmered underneath the obvious facts—Gabriel knew he’d never have a life of goodness, of love and family. Those things were fairytales in books and movies. He’d never witnessed those good things in real life and, since Consuela, for sure they didn’t happen to people like him.
***
The destruction of Jade’s life by a devious, conniving husband didn’t happen to people like her. She’d always been a loving, hard-working, devoted daughter and wife who deserved better than what she got.
At twenty-seven, instead of living the dream they planned, Jade lived alone in a studio apartment, in a nightmare where questions screamed through her dreams. Where are you… How could you do this? Why did you do it? Every day, rage tumbled down her life like a waterfall. Come back… fix this… make it right! Her world stood still while a vortex of depression sucked out her life force, replaced by a new emotion—hate. With all the good she was and did, she received the opposite in return. But for all the agony and loss the devil wrought, he didn’t get an ounce of it back. As far as Jade saw, only good things went back to him. How is that fair in the laws of the universe, the eyes of God, or in the karmic balance of right and wrong? Jade decided if those things wouldn’t balance the scales of justice, she would. She’d pay back ‘the devil.’ Retribution and vengeance—previously unknown concepts in her world—now thundered through her every waking moment as she vowed revenge.
Love Calls You Home (Deerbourne Inn) by Donna Simonetta
It’s June and with it comes two more new Deerbourne Inn releases! First up, Love Calls You Home by Donna Simonetta. I just finished reading this delightful novella. It drew me in right away: a woman who left her sleepy, cold New England town (hey, I live in New England and can relate!) for a blooming sunny career and life in Miami...but work calls her back home. Psst…a new love interest does, too!
Welcome, Donna!
What inspired this (specific) story?
When the Wild Rose Press put out the call for stories for their Deerbourne Inn series, the idea for Love Calls You Home came to me right away. When I began to write it, the story just flowed, and it was the fastest writing experience I’ve ever had.
(Jean side note: Me, too! Fastest story I’ve written, and it slammed it to me so quickly like a train! What a ride the Deerbourne series has been [in a good way]!)
What did you discover while researching/writing this book?
Since this is a series being written by lots of different authors, the publisher has a “bible” for the fictional town and some local characters. My original idea involved a woman who was the town librarian and her male childhood best friend, who is now a real estate developer. However, when I saw the series bible, the librarian was a man. I decided to go with my original story premise, but flip the genders, and I think it actually made for a more interesting story.
Tell us one unique thing about you people might not know.
Writing is actually my third career; before this I worked as an Account Executive for many years in the business world, and was a school librarian for even longer. Here’s the part that is more unique…my husband was my client when I was an Account Executive, and I actually got to know him over the phone before we met in person. He lived in Georgia at the time, and I lived in Connecticut. If one of my friends told me they met someone that way, I would think they were crazy! But we’ve been married for almost twenty-two years now, and together for a few before that, so it worked out for us!
Anything else you'd like to add?
This has been my first experience writing a story in a shared world, and it’s been great to get to work with so many fabulous authors on the Deerbourne Inn project!
(Jean again: I ditto that!)
Find the book online:
Amazon ~ Amazon UK ~ Barnes & Noble ~ Apple iBooks
What do you usually write?
I mainly write novels, although Love Calls You Home is a novella. It is part of the Wild Rose Press Deerbourne Inn series, and is the first novella I’ve written. It was a fun challenge to fit everything in the shorter length, but I think I’ll stick to mostly novels.
Tell us about your experience with the publishing process.
I tried to find an agent with the first book I wrote. I sent out five queries and thought, “Let the bidding war begin!” Instead, I received my first rejection within half an hour. I didn’t let it discourage me (for too long, at least!) and continued writing and querying. That book, or the one that followed it, have never seen the light of day. With my third novel, Angels Fly, I still didn’t have any agent interest, so I decided to submit it directly to publishers, and was thrilled to have it picked up by the Wild Rose Press. Seriously. Thrilled. One of the best moments of my life!
(Jean: I agree! I also went down a similar path!)
What lies ahead for you?
I’m currently actively working on three projects. Love Calls You Home was on June 12, 2019, the third book in my Rivers Bend trilogy, What Was I Thinking?, is with my editor for the first round of revisions/edits, and I am also writing the first draft of another book. The last is tentatively titled Spirits Desire, and is a contemporary romance set in Richmond, Virginia, with a ghostly aspect to it. I’m really proud and excited about it! Fingers crossed that a publisher will want it, and y’all will get to read it some day!
Speed-dating round!
Ice cream (favorite flavor)? Coffee
Coffee or tea or wine? All three, just not at the same time!
What is your writing vice or must-haves? I love colored pens, notebooks, and my laptop.
Where is your favorite place you've visited (or wish to visit)? My happy place is the Don CeSar Hotel on St. Pete Beach.
What do you like to do when not writing? Reading, watching TV (I’m addicted to ghost-hunting reality shows), and chilling on the beach is my all-time favorite thing to do, when I can.
Beach, lake, or mountains? Beach all the way!
Morning rooster, night owl, or midday lark? Morning rooster. As the day fades, so do I.
What comes first, character or plot (or other)? I start with detailed character profiles, although I have a general idea about the direction of the plot.
Favorite childhood book? Nancy Drew!
Now for an Excerpt!
It was much darker on this side of the building, without the bright, neon lights around the entrance, and even though they could hear the muffled music through the wall, it felt as though they were all alone in the world. Donald stopped and turned to face her, which placed her between him and the building. He cupped her face in his hands, and Stephanie marveled that she’d never noticed how big his hands were before. He leaned down a little and studied her face. His eyes seemed to be searching for a clue as to what she wanted. There were complications aplenty––putting their lifelong friendship at risk, and her work here in town, which Donald still didn’t know the extent of, being two major hurdles, but Stephanie knew what she wanted right now. She knew it from the bottom of her toes to the top of her head, with a certainty she’d never experienced before. Her blood pounded in her veins, and she felt a little breathless with excitement about the step they were about to take.
“Hurry up and kiss me, Flanagan, before I spontaneously combust.”
One side of the mouth she longed to be kissing quirked up in a sexy half-grin. “There’s no turning back if we take this step, Williams. Are you sure?”
The wait is over! L. Ryan Storms's new release!
Welcome, L. Ryan Storms! Your bio is pretty diverse. How did you end up writing?
I guess it took me longer than most to realize storytelling was my true calling. While I’ve always loved it, it never seemed like a viable path for me. As someone who has so many interests, it always made sense to follow a more “solid” career path, like science. As a result, I worked in pharmaceutical microbiology for years. I loved it! (I am a huge science nerd.) But I found I still needed to fill that creative void and writing was the perfect outlet.
In fact, I have to give some credit to the pharmaceutical industry for steering me towards writing. At one point, I left the laboratory and started as a technical writer in the R&D department. It was the first time I really learned how to piece together large documents on a regular basis and realize that I could jump around to fill in pieces as I gathered them. It didn’t quite feed the creative in me (Boy, is technical writing dry!), but it gave me a basic understanding of how I could delve into my own writing and not just start, but also finish novels. (Which is kind of important if you’re going to be an author.) As the years went on, I started to feel more at home with my writing and finally decided to take the plunge into indie-authorhood this year.
What’s your favorite kind of character to write?
That’s a tough one. One of the best parts about being an author is bringing to life so many different kinds of characters. I love the diversity of it. All in all, I’d have to say intelligent characters with just a little bit of attitude rank high on my list. I really enjoy the challenge of writing a character who has the brains to figure out how to take on the problems around them. That said, one of the most difficult things to write is a character who is a whole lot smarter than you are. I wrote a story about a time-traveling prodigy once and I had the most difficult time writing it because I just couldn’t process how someone that smart would think.
Quinn was probably one of my favorite characters in A Thousand Years to Wait because of the way his mind works. Because the story is told from Reina’s point-of-view, we don’t really get to see how Quinn thinks up front, which makes for a lot of speculation. It was lots of fun. If things go right, you might see more of Quinn’s thoughts in the future.
A Thousand Years to Wait is labeled as being Book 1 of The Tarrowburn Prophecies. Does this mean there’s more to come?
Maaaaaaybe. It was always my intention to make A Thousand Years to Wait the first of a trilogy. In fact, early versions of the book alluded to more prophecies and additional troubles. I am a huge fan of trilogies, but I love a first book that can stand alone. That’s what I aimed for with A Thousand Years to Wait.
I hope to write the second book this year. I’m in the middle of another project, though, and need to wrap that one up first. I’m not the kind of writer who can work on multiple books at once. I get too muddled and lose my way. Authors who can hop back and forth between projects with no problem are my heroes.
Speaking of A Thousand Years to Wait…let’s learn a bit more about it:
At eighteen, Moreina di Bianco is a young healer who believes in medicine, not magic, even while possessing a second sight she can’t fully explain. So when the Faranzine Talisman chooses Reina to reawaken an ancient magic and end a war, she must reconcile her beliefs, unlock the talisman’s secrets, and harness the magic within.
Reluctant to accept help, Reina agrees to allow two determined escorts to accompany her on her journey for truth, but each comes with a mysterious past of his own. Her estranged childhood friend, Quinn D’Arturio, left their village years ago and only recently returned, harboring dark secrets behind a solemn exterior. And despite his status as a perfect stranger, a dashing captain by the name of Niles Ingram is quick to fight by Reina’s side at whatever the cost. That someone she’s only just met would give his life for hers is a sobering realization of the ever-present danger Reina has jumped into.
There’s just one problem with Reina’s two companions. They, too, are featured in the talisman’s prophecy—as potential suitors. But what woman wants a suitor, let alone two, when she’s tasked with defeating a usurping general, ending a war, finding the true king, and rightfully seating him on the throne?
Where can we get our hands on A Thousand Years to Wait?
Amazon ~ Barnes & Noble ~ iTunes ~ Kobo ~ Book Depository
My goal is to have the second book of The Tarrowburn Prophecies released sometime in late 2020.
Why did you go the self-published route?
I think there comes a point in your life where you have to be comfortable in your own skin and with your own skills. Publishing is extremely competitive and a lot of writers call it quits long before getting to publication. After all, it’s really difficult to keep going when you’re faced with 90% or higher rate of rejection. (Seriously, 90% is being generous.) You can’t rely on others to reassure you of the worth of your work. You have to know, deep down, that what you’re writing is worth putting out there.
That said, beta-readers and critique partners are gold, and I would never, ever, ever publish without having multiple eyes and edits on my work. Self-publishing has a bad reputation because “anyone can do it.” This is true. It’s also why there’s a lot of sub-par writing when it comes to self-publishing.
On the flip side, there are a ton of self-published authors whose work is better than many traditionally published authors. I read Andy Weir’s The Martian not too long ago and it had me laughing out loud so often that my husband actually began to side-eye me from across the room. The Martian was self-published. Still Alice by Lisa Genova is another self-published success story that made it not only onto the NYT bestseller list, but also onto the big screen. There’s a lot to be said for self-publishing and it’s as legitimate a publishing path as any other.
There was a time when I pursued traditional publishing methods and queried a whole lot of agents. (I’ll leave the number to your imagination.) It was actually the responses of several agents that ultimately made me comfortable with the prospect of self-publishing. When agents compliment your world-building, your writing, and the story, and tell you to touch base with them for future projects? It’s eye-opening in a way that a friend’s “This is great!” isn’t. (Not that my friends aren’t positively amazing and cherished for their encouragement. They are. But when an agent compliments your writing? It’s a. Big. Deal.) That encouragement gave me the courage to take the leap.
How did you get into writing Young Adult Fantasy? And why Young Adult over Adult?
I love the young adult age category. I have always loved it. I wish it had existed when I was in middle school and high school, but back then there was a giant void between middle grade and adult fiction. I’ve really enjoyed seeing book stores labeling entire shelves as young adult over the last few years because, whether it’s contemporary young adult or young adult fantasy, it’s really important for teenagers to see themselves represented in stories as more than just a sullen side character with raging hormones.
Teens face a lot of unique problems that really only happen at that time in our lives. The “newness” of adulthood, the first love that you go through in your teen years, and the learning how to interact with others on a deeper, more personal level than “What’s your favorite food?” or “What’s your favorite animal?” is what makes writing young adult really interesting for me. (Don’t get me wrong. It’s still important that you know I love pizza, chocolate, and horses but who doesn’t?) Teens are in a really unique place in life where they can act like kids or act like adults, where they can process information in a way adults might not, see solutions adults might miss, and embrace change in a way adults might vehemently refuse to do.
Young adults deserve to see themselves as heroes, as strong characters who are capable of changing the world because that’s just who they are. The sooner they learn and accept that, the sooner they can get on with being amazing individuals and making an impact in the world.
Where can we get our hands on A Thousand Years to Wait?
Amazon ~ Barnes & Noble ~ iTunes ~ Kobo ~ Book Depository
SPEED ROUND TIME!
Oxford comma, yes or no? Always (Seriously, say it in a Snape voice. *Always.*)
Coffee or tea or wine? Peach tea. Or water. Lots and lots of water.
What does your desk look like? What desk? My lap is my desk. Sometimes the dining room table if I’m feeling fancy.
What is your writing vice or must-haves? My laptop. Sounds silly, but I can’t write by hand. My handwriting is atrocious and my brain works far faster than my hands can keep up. Typing is the only way I can write.
Describe a perfect writing day. Wait. There’s a perfect writing day?
What are some of your go-to methods for writing? It’s like Nike always said. Just do it. I like to outline, but I don’t always *follow* the outline. One way or another, I sit my butt in the chair and write the words.
In an alternate reality, what would be your dream job (besides author)? Outdoor photographer
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Where is your favorite place you've visited (or wish to visit)? Bryce Canyon is high on my list. It’s magical in a way I can’t even begin to explain.
Beach, lake, or mountains? This is tough. Mountains and lakes are synonymous for me and they’re relaxing in a cozy, wear-your-sweater-and-drink-hot-tea kind of way. Beaches are relaxing in a let-your-muscles-unclench-and-sip-a-tropical-drink kind of way. So…both? All?
Morning rooster, night owl, or midday lark? Night owl, possibly midday lark at times. Definitely, definitely not a morning rooster.
What comes first, character or plot (or other)? Character and setting.
L. Ryan Storms is a writer, photographer, traveler, and dreamer. She's a member of the Eastern Pennsylvania chapter of SCBWI who enjoys working PR & Marketing for her local library. She has written articles featured on the front page of local newspapers, but mostly she writes novels near and dear to her heart. She holds a B.S. in Marine Science from Kutztown University of Pennsylvania and a Master's in Business Administration from Marist College, but writing young adult fantasy has always been her true passion.
Storms lives in Pennsylvania with her cancer-survivor husband, two children, and a "rescue zoo" featuring two dogs, two cats, and an ex-racehorse. When she's not writing, reading, or keeping her kids in line, she enjoys hiking, photography, and planning the next big adventure.
Find out what L. Ryan Storms is working on & visit her blog at www.lryanstorms.com. You can also find her frequently tweeting about writing (and parenting) on Twitter (@LRyan_Storms).
The Incongruity of Beauty: A "glimpse" into Stephen B. King's 2nd book in the series
The Incongruity of Beauty
We use the word beauty in many different scenarios and situations, but could we ever use it to describe death? In Glimpse, the Beautiful Deaths, criminal psychologist Patricia Holmes, attached to the Major Crime Squad of the Western Australian Police Department, certainly does.
That’s a beautiful dress, we might say, or what a beautiful day, those flowers are beautiful, that child has a beautiful personality, she has a beauty spot on her cheek……….You get the idea for how often we can use the adjective. I’ve even heard sports commentators say what a beautiful shot, he’s swimming beautifully and once, in a heavy weight boxing match, what a beautiful knock out punch.
It seems to me to be over-used, and in some cases is completely opposite from what the word actually means. Patricia Holmes asks us to consider beauty in its purest from. She describes a man who has an obsession to own and possess beautiful things so badly it leads to six cases of murder.
During a meeting with homicide detectives where she delivers the profile of the man they are hunting, she nicknames him Gordon. She urges the men to think of him that way: an ordinary man, not a master criminal or Serial Killer. She believes he doesn’t even consider what he has done to be murder and she poses the riddle to the men:
When is a serial killer not a murderer?
The bodies of six young girls, each of them the epitome of beauty when they were alive, have been found in a cave system in the South of the State. Malnourished, dehydrated, and showing no signs of violence, they appear to have wasted away until death overtook them. Then, they were interred in the caves, each with flowers left with them, at an average of once every year or so.
The caves are hard to get to, and located near a breathtakingly beautiful place called The Blue Lake, and Pat thinks it’s the beauty of the place which led him to bring the bodies there. She describes how she believes Gordon had a hideous life since childhood; that he was born a gentle, caring, artistic child who was treated abysmally by one or both parents.
She says they would have said things to him like: “You’re bloody useless, Gordon! Why can’t you ever do anything right, Gordon? You’re not trying hard enough, Gordon!”
She further thinks he wanted to follow his artistic ideals but received nothing but criticism and ridicule from the two people who should have encouraged it. They stifle him, yet he is too downtrodden to resist or even speak up for himself. Instead he develops his passion for beauty in things like gardening and collecting things which to him signify true beauty. Pat predicts he has a secret room where he can indulge himself and enjoy all the beautiful things he isn’t permitted outside his secret world. He will collect things like African Butterflies, postage stamps, or porcelain dolls, paintings – anything which allows him to forget how ugly his real life is. He lives in a fantasy world, far removed from his real life.
She goes further, by saying Gordon tried to escape when he married, but being so meek and mild he would have attracted a dominant woman, and for him, it would have been a case of out of the frying pan, into the fire. She will be even worse, she predicts, than his parents were, and she forbids the beauty he craves which is denied him.
And so, Sgt. Rick McCoy, with Patricia Holmes and the rest of the task force hunt a man addicted to beauty. They believe when he came across each stunningly beautiful young girl, he had to own and possess them, to capture the very essence of them, to idolize them. But when they were imprisoned, they were no longer free, and they ceased to be what they were before he took them. They slowly lost the one thing that he craved from them: their beauty.
Meanwhile Rick and Pat are each fighting their own cravings. They are married, yet the more they work together, the more they are attracted to each other, and the more they want to take the irrevocable step, from friendly, flirting work colleagues, to lovers. But if they do, what will the effect be on their relationship, and their marriages?
There are many dark clouds on Rick and Pat’s horizon; a storm is coming. Solving the beautiful deaths will be the least of their problems. The storm has a name: PPP; the serial killer locked away by them in a mental hospital. He is plotting his escape, and revenge.
Glimpse, The Beautiful Deaths is released on April 10th, available on Amazon and other online vendors.
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Devil Forget Me, the final book of the Demon Huntress series
Karilyn Bentley is with us today to share about her fifth and final book, Devil Forget Me, in her Demon Huntress series.
Karilyn writes paranormal romance and urban fantasy and her writing journey began young:
I started writing in elementary school, mash-ups between Nancy Drew and Little House on the Prairie. You know, mysteries featuring an elementary school kid. Or a day in the life of an elementary school kid. But making up stories was forgotten as I grew older and it wasn't until I was married and working in a cube farm that I decided to start writing. While the ideas were (somewhat) good, my actual writing was horrific. So I joined RWA (Romance Writers of America) and DARA (Dallas Area Romance Authors) and started learning the art of writing. And here I am!
Tell us about Devil Forget Me.
I'd love to! My latest book is Devil Forget Me, the 5th and final book of the Demon Huntress series.
Here's the blurb:
What appears to be a simple crime, unmasks a chilling deception...
Gin Crawford, the world's newest demon huntress, kills two minions who are breaking into a financial adviser's office. But what she thinks of as another night in the life of a demon huntress leads to a cover-up of epic proportions. A demon haunts her employer, the Agency, and only she can stop it.
Aidan Smythe, her guardian mage and lover, along with her brother T, and the healer Eloise, join her search in discovering the demon's identity. A search thwarted by a powerful spell.
Breaking the spell requires her to join forces with Zagan, the demon of deceit, the demon who marked her as his. But working together comes with a price. One Gin is not sure she can pay.
Tell us about your experience with the publishing process.
I am published with a small press. I got my start by entering a contest The Wild Rose Press put out a call for about ten years ago. They chose six novellas to go into an anthology and mine was one of them. I've been with them every since.
Any new projects on the horizon?
I do have a new project! Unfortunately I'm not allowed to talk about it yet. Stay tuned!
((ohh secretive! I love it!))
Words of advice for fellow writers in the trenches:
It's a quote from Galaxy Quest. Never give up, never surrender.
((and I love that quotation!))
EXCERPT:
She chuckles as I sip my beer. “Not nothing. I am trying to discover the identity of the demon at theAgency.” She frowns. “It’s not going well. I know I know who the demon is, but every time I think of its identity”—her hands move in a poof motion—“it
vanishes.”
“Yeah, I have the same problem.”
A memory pops into my mind. Two memories, actually. The first was of last night’s fight with Rahab. How the demon said he only had one demon left to kill in order to rule Hell. Mammon, the demon of greed. The second memory was from last week when Smythe and I went to the Agency. We ran into Chuck Tweedy, the Big Boss of the Agency, and my justitia couldn’t stop chanting “greedy.” I assumed the bracelet got its
words mixed up, exchanging Tweedy for greedy. But what if there was a connection?
A dull pain hammers my head. I rub my brow. What was I thinking? We were talking about the Agency demon. Who could it be?
“You do have the same problem.” Eloise touches my leg, and the headache disappears. “That’s what happened to me.”
“How did you know?” Eloise was blind, although I swear at times she sees fine. “I could feel your pain.” Her brow furrows. “Like a spell had been thrown at you that caused the headache. I wonder if the same thing happens when I get a headache from thinking on the demon’s identity.”
“Wait. You mean whenever I think about who the demon is, my thoughts trigger a spell? What does the spell do?”
Speed round with Karilyn:
Ice cream? Butter PecanCoffee or tea or wine? Tea
Where is your favorite place you've visited (or wish to visit)? I loved Sweden and wouldn't mind going back
What do you like to do when not writing? Read, take hikes with my dogs, and learn a different language
Beach, lake, or mountains? Mountains!
Morning rooster, night owl, or midday lark? Mid-morning rooster. Definitely NOT a night owl!
You find a $100 bill in your purse/bag, what would you spend it on? First I'd want to know how it got in there. Then I'd go have fun buying clothes and books.
Favorite childhood book? Nancy Drew and Little House on the Prairie series. Yes, I know, that's more than one.
Karilyn Bentley's love of reading stories and preference of sitting in front of a computer at home instead of in a cube, drove her to pen her own works, blending fantasy and romance mixed with a touch of funny.
Her paranormal romance novella, Werewolves in London, placed in the Got Wolf contest and started her writing career as an author of sexy heroes and lush fantasy worlds.
Karilyn lives in Colorado with her own hunky hero, two crazy dogs, aka The Kraken and Sir Barks-A-Lot, and a handful of colorful saltwater fish.
Swept away in time by CJ Fosdick in the "Accidental" series...
Today, my special guest is CJ Fosdick, author of romantic and historical suspense novels. I just finished reading The Accidental Wife and wowza, CJ really swept me away with her words and into a new world. I had read her novella for the Candy Heart series, Hot Stuff (it’s a sweet romance novella), and what struck me most was her polished style and vivid voice…and I read that story in one sitting. I knew I had to read more. Her writing styles reminds me of one of my favorites, Diana Gabaldon. I’ve become a pickier reader these days, but I give her stories 5 stars, hands down. I’m now on the second book in the Accidental series, The Accidental Stranger, eager to find out more about Jess and Mitch.
Self-determined Jessica Brewster is wary of any emotional relationship, after being betrayed in a bet. When the beloved grandmother who raised her dies, she inherits a mysterious teacup which when rubbed transports her back to 1886 in Old Fort Laramie, switching places with her look-alike great-great-grandmother—wife to her ancestor’s magnetic first husband and mother to his charming nine-year-old daughter.
Can she pull off the charade and find a way back, or will conscience and her twenty-first century “slips” expose her identity? As true love—and a gypsy—derail her plans, her ancestor’s brother shows up with his own dark secret. Is her future in the past? Her decision could save her life...and her legacy.
Jessica Brewster is being watched...and things go missing from the remote Wyoming home she shares with her toddler. In a freak accident, she shoots the bearded thief stalking her before she recognizes the mesmerizing green eyes that belong to the only man she ever loved. Has Mitch bridged time to find her? In a race to save his life and change hers forever, she takes him into her home and heart. But his memory loss and puzzling clues curry doubt and expose mystery and danger. Is he truly her son’s father or an irresistible stranger in her arms?