Category Archives: Somewhere Else

Somewhere Else (excerpts)

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 I am having so much fun writing Somewhere Else. Here’s the blurb (so far…will probably be revised at some point…) so, a Working Blurb. Everyone needs a working blurb, after all… A non-physical walk-in soul makes an agreement with another incarnated soul to take over her body. The Walk-in, perhaps too fearless, and too hungry for the pleasures of the flesh, discovers she has inherited the life of Daelah Murdock, a Mormon goody-two-shoes with a pathological attachment to the color pink. The surrogate soul’s life as a lesbian cop did not prepare her for this. Or did it? As a … Continue reading →

Prequels, Sequels, & Spinoffs

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Syzygy. Amazingly, the only English word with three Y’s also happens to describe a rare astronomical event involving three heavenly bodies. A syzygy is the alignment of three celestial bodies in a straight line… On December 3, 2012, Saturn, Venus & Mercury will align. On that same night, 3 women align to see that justice is done. Ponzi Bonnet thought she had found the perfect husband. A psychologist could certainly understand her damage. But her suspicion of infidelity turns out to be something far worse. Far more sinister. And he had to be stopped. This new book I’m working on–and … Continue reading →

Excerpt from Somewhere Else

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(book in progress)   1 The Color of Confusion   Cornelius paused with vermilion loaded up on his brush, about to make a bold swath across the canvas, when he noticed Daelah. Placing the laden brush in his teeth, he reached down and readjusted the position of his wheelchair so he could see her better. At the end of the long corridor leading to the kitchen, she stood at the foot of the stairs, looking up at the ceiling, and down at her hands, and touching her own face. Cornelius frowned, a drop of vermilion free falling from the end … Continue reading →

Somewhere Else (excerpt)

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1 The Color of Confusion Cornelius paused with vermilion up on his brush, about to make a bold swath across the canvas, when he noticed Daelah. Placing the loaded brush in his teeth, he reached down and readjusted the position of his wheelchair so he could see her better. At the end of the long corridor leading to the kitchen, she stood at the foot of the stairs, looking up at the ceiling, and down at her hands, and touching her own face. Cornelius frowned, a drop of vermilion free falling from the end of his brush onto a dried … Continue reading →

The Benefits of Well-Feeding

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Though I have had moments–and those moments often stretched into days and weeks and sometimes months–of a Dry Writing Well…I should never allow myself to worry about it too actively. I always reach a point where my well is filled again, to overflowing, and I feel that handling the burgeoning water of writing would require me to clone myself. Complete with an inflatable raft. Like now. After finishing my 13th book, I fell into one of those dry wells, and even worried about it. Yet, here I am with 8 or 9 new books yanking at my head, and I … Continue reading →

My Beginnings

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In my readings about writing, I came across several good points about how the beginning of your book is often the most important part–at least, if you intend to grab the attention of an editor, publisher or agent. I wondered what all my beginnings really looked like…and so I gathered them here for kicks. Would these beginnings make you, as a reader, want to keep reading? I welcome all comments. My beginnings…. The openings (first sentences/paragraphs) of my books. “Sully’s, on South Prospect, was the quintessential biker-bar, complete with hefty, leather-clad Harley worshippers, and stringy-haired heroin-addicted women who made the … Continue reading →