Sunday, December 8, 2019

WeWriWa: Draft One and Done . . . RISE BY MOONLIGHT


Nothing like a working vacation on location to get you to that epilogue! Just got back from a week long love affair with New Orleans, getting reacquainted with its unique rhythms, its traditions, and especially, its food! Finally, RISE BY MOONLIGHT’s first draft is complete. At almost 100,000 words, it’s time to begin some serious editing . . . right after this week’s WeWriWa excerpt featuring a heroine strong enough to carry a 15-book series, NOLA detective, Charlotte Caissie. Nothing’s harder for a wounded warrior loner to accept than help (or the fact that she requires it!). Cee Cee’s developed from a bullet train force of one crusading for many to someone dependent upon others to protect those she loves—a situation that doesn’t rest easy on her broad shoulders. 

Charlotte Caissie’s determined drive for justice had begun with her father’s murder at their Sunday dinner table. Now, she walked his streets, determined to carry that torch. The arrest of Warren Brady had shattered that system they’d devoted their lives to serving. When the police commissioner placed greed above the law she loved, he threatened not only her cause but her new extended family, as well. 

The tenuous existence of Max’s kind was already at risk. With Terriot refuges and threat from the North flooding the Quarter bringing division and danger, her passionate drive not to rely upon any resources or resolve beyond her own was no longer possible. Not when it came to the safety of those she loved. 

Her partner, Alain Babineau had her back on the streets; Mary Kate Malone, now Sister Catherine, held her confidence as sacred as her God; and, Max Savoie encompassed her heart with a tenderness and passion she’d never allowed or given another. This trinity, these two friends and this lover, were her world now, but a part of her still denied that good could defeat all the evil she’d recognized around her. And that darkness still grew, relentless, cold and all consuming, becoming a threat to her unborn daughter.

How could you not want to save this city? I miss it already. 

  

  

Here I go, plunging into that first edit. Wish me luck!

Happy Writing fellow Warriors!


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Wednesday, December 4, 2019

IWSG: Living the Dream


Our Insecure Writers Support Group question for December is: 

How would you describe your future writer self, your life and what it looks like and feels like if you were living the dream? Or if you are already there, what does it look and feel like? Tell the rest of us. What would you change or improve?

Every time I sit down to the keyboard to recreate the stories that fill my imagination, I am living The Dream, that writer’s dream of telling a tale that miraculously appears in print. That Dream began with a fractured fairytale published in my elementary school newspaper and continued with bits and pieces of imaginings jotted in notebooks well into my adult years. Sending out that first typewritten manuscript and getting that standard rejection; three manuscripts later, getting The Call; multibook contracts from three different NY publishers in three different genres under three different names demanding 11 books in one years; visiting my publisher’s office in NY and talking with the team that created my first By Moonlight covers and writing a New Orleans travel journal to help launch their first blog; getting a starred review from Publisher’s Weekly; accepting a Career Achievement Award from Romantic Times w/a Dana Ransom; yearly conference trips to places I’d only dreamed about to meet authors I idolized; a home office upgrade from the dining room table; speaking about writing to my sons’ classes at school; the pride of holding my first self-published book, REMEMBERED BY MOONLIGHT in a series I loved too much to let go, and now, just finishing the last book, RISE BY MOONLIGHT (my 70ish published book) in that 15-book series on vacay in New Orleans where the saga began twelve years ago.


After all that, with retirement just figured into the mix, The Dream hasn’t changed. It’s still turning on the computer early in the morning to share coffee with my characters, losing myself in their world, being constantly surprised by their cleverness or alarmed by their peril. And occasionally needing that cold shower.

The Dream was, and always will be, the magic of words coming to life one sentence at a time. And I’m living it.

How about you, fellow IWSGers? What are your dreams? Can’t wait to find out!

Happy Writing!


Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.The awesome co-hosts for the December 4th posting of the IWSG will be Tonja Drecker, Beverly Stowe McClure, Nicki Elson, Tyrean Martinson!

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Twitter hashtag is #IWSG

Sunday, November 10, 2019

WeWriWa: Battle Scars . . . RISE BY MOONLIGHT



You can recognize your friends when they share the same scars you have. Kindred goals and the same dark pasts bind former enemies into allies of necessity. Enjoy this scene from my now perennial W.I.P. RISE BY MOONLIGHT

“Aren’t you afraid of being bitten by that dog you tease with questions of trust?” 

He smiled at her cynicism, admitting, “Maybe, but I like them, Charlotte, and I can’t say that about many people. I understand them, the things they want, the things they fear, the things they stand for and I know how it feels to suffer the kind of losses they have. I’d rather have wild dogs like them running loose on my property than those collared pets sniffing around my porch pretending to be tame while looking for a place to sink their teeth.” 

As her hand covered his, they watched the five Terriots cross the porch outside the wide vista of windows. Though the morning was damp and cold, they stripped off shirts, shoes and socks to stretch and limber up. 

Cee Cee jumped as Max’s elbow caught her in the ribs. 

“You might want to suck up that drool.” 

She provided a naughty smile. “I was admiring their impressive . . . scars.”

I can’t believe it’s been over a YEAR since I began this last adventure in my “By Moonlight” dark shapeshifter series! Finally, there’s a light at the end of the series. One-by-one my plot lines are wrapping up as my last few chapters tie those threads together. If I was seriously doing NaNo, I’d be done by the time I leave for my New Orleans vacay in two weeks, but life (and a bad car battery) conspired against me. Still, there’s a chance that I may be doing first round edits of a completed draft while overlooking the NOLA in the city that birthed these books. 


Okay, back to Chapter 25 . . .

Happy Writing fellow Warriors!



Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

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Wednesday, November 6, 2019

IWSG: Stranger Things . . .than Fiction


Our November IWSG question is: What’s the strangest thing you’ve ever googled in researching a story? Easy peasy – all writers know that truth is much stranger than fiction but getting to the root of that truth sometimes takes some serious digging. And some of the dirt we’re digging up is seriously strange!

When I started my writing career, research was done in the local library. Don’t get me started on the suspicious stares I got in the research section when requesting info on topics from exotic poisons to the best ways to dispose of dead bodies. Times certainly have changed! No topic is considered TOO strange or taboo where the Internet is concerned. You don’t even have to search hard – it’s right there for everyone to see whether they want to or not!

So, this week, when offing a villainous secondary character, I was trying to discover the most expeditious way for him to kill himself in the bathroom without the chance of being revived. Clock is ticking. Hanging, not feasible. Pills, none available. Finally, I narrowed it down to blood loss (no tools necessary if one has convenient fangs and claws). Wrist or carotid? Let’s ask Google. Immediately, I had a host of answers to choose from and after checking several found a Q&A site where you could ask your questions and experts in that field would respond. I received wonderfully detailed feedback (I know, I’m a ghoul) and something I didn’t expect - a host of responses from concerned strangers afraid I was asking in order to end my own life. Dozens of comments from health care providers, from those who’d lost someone or had attempted suicide themselves. My impersonal search had just inadvertently gotten very personal.Now I’m worried 9-1-1 will show up at my door, but also incredibly moved by the compassionate outreach. Next time, I’ll preface WHY I’m asking.Apparently, even Big Brother Google has a heart and soul.

Before I head off to read your posts, a bit a personal news – I’m RETIRED! 


Yes, just pulled that cord and now am floating above the job market without a care (but still some concerns!). I plan to put that extra time into my keyboard once I create a structured routine (What day is this anyway?). That’ll have to wait until after I get back from a fabulous vacay attending the vow renewal of one of my critique partners in New Orleans (and sneak in some additional research time for the last book in my By Moonlight series while hopefully beginning edits on the first draft.

Happy November, fellow writers!


Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer - aim for a dozen new people each time.The awesome co-hosts for the November 6th posting of the IWSG will be Sadira Stone, Patricia Josephine, Lisa Buie-Collard, Erika Beebe, and C. Lee McKenzie!

Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!

Twitter hashtag is #IWSG

Sunday, October 27, 2019

WeWriWa: Who Can You Trust? . . . RISE BY MOONLIGHT


Getting the last touches up for Halloween including this guy who protects the candy dish from those who try to take more than one piece. Not-a-good-idea! It helps to have powerful friends you can trust to have your back . . . as the displaced and threatened Terriot brothers discover in this week’s snippet from RISE BY MOONLIGHT

“You can’t trust anyone, not your friends and not who you’re related to, unless you’re mated to them.” 

“That include you, Savoie?” Rico cracked wise. 

Max didn’t smile as he leveled a cool-eyed stare on the smirking redhead and replied, “For the sake of your females and your unborn, you can’t overlook anyone’s motives, so I wouldn’t trust me any more than you can trust each other.” 

“That’s a pretty cynical speech for someone whose had us sleeping across the hall from his own mate.” 

Max returned Colin’s wry smile. “You should be worried about her, not the other way around.” He finished his coffee in a gulp and surveyed the ragged-edged group. “I’ve never had much luck with those who called themselves my family, but I consider you all my allies. I trust our shared goals more than I believe blood wins out over self-interest and if I’m a fool to do so, I guess I’ll find out soon enough, won’t I?” 

“Guess we both will,” Cale agreed.


I’d want Max in my corner, any day! Or night!

All newly revved up to write by a local NaNo meeting, I’m determined to finish this book by the end of November! I only need about 18,000 words, which sounds easy . . . only if I’ll put butt in chair to write them. Buuuuut, I am fiercely competitive, so this may be just the carrot of encouragement I need to get me to The End (of first draft!) - especially since I’ll be spending the last week of November in New Orleans for the vow renewal of one of my former Big Easy traveling companions, and I don’t want to lug my laptop . . . unless it’s to do a read through at the roof top pool when not out taking pictures for future PR purposes. Sounds like a good plan to me!

And if you haven’t taken advantage of my offer of a $10 Amazon Gift Card at Bookhound’s Spooktacular Giveaway Hop, jump over and take a chance to win some awesome goodies! 


Hope you all have a Howling good Halloween. I’ll be waiting . . . with my lights on! 




Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8sunday posts.

Spread the word, share the love, warriors - Hashtag #8sunday.