Well, I could claim I was laying in the clues, red herrings, false
paths and beefing up my villain, but truth be told, time got away from
me. I was editing (pays the bills so I can write) and it seems like
there’s always something interesting on Cupcake Wars, so there
you go!
A while back I read a book and I don’t know if
it’s a mystery or chick lit – maybe it’s a new genre – chick mystery?
There is a mystery involved, although somewhat of a mystery of
relationships and the acts they can precipitate, the emotions they can
engage and the guilt that trickles down through the years. But it keeps
me coming back to find out what happens, and that’s the goal of any
writer for her or his reader. It is the mystery, the characters or the
flow of the story that keeps me turning the pages?
What
other cross-genres do we like to read in mystery – historical mystery,
science, legal and sci/fi mysteries. What about paranormal mystery?
And one of my favorites – romantic mystery, often known as romantic
suspense!
What else can we come up with? What favorite authors?
Libby McKinmer
Romance with an Edge
www.libbymckinmer.com
libby@libbymckinmer.com
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Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
What happens when an idea sparks? Let It Sew.
I told you we'd have a guest. Hey, help me pick up the magazines and books off the coffee table. Are the dogs outside? What about the cat? Who ate the cookies I sat out a few minutes ago...
Okay, now, I think we're ready... my friend, Elizabeth Lynn Casey, aka, Laura Bradford, is here to talk about her latest release in the successful Southern Sewing Circle Mystery series, LET IT SEW. BTW, I love this cover! But I'll stop fussing and let Elizabeth talk.
Lynn
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Okay, now, I think we're ready... my friend, Elizabeth Lynn Casey, aka, Laura Bradford, is here to talk about her latest release in the successful Southern Sewing Circle Mystery series, LET IT SEW. BTW, I love this cover! But I'll stop fussing and let Elizabeth talk.
Lynn
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Ask a dozen writers what sparks a story and you’ll probably
get a dozen answers with a handful of similarities—a news article, a radio
snippet (a big one for me), and/or a dream. And most of the time, that’s
probably the case. Sometimes though, at least for me, the initial jumping off
point comes from a flash of something that, by itself, seems rather
meaningless.
Take for example my latest book, LET IT SEW—the 7th book in my Southern Sewing Circle
Mysteries. I knew it was going to be a holiday book and that it was to be
released in November of 2012, but beyond that, I didn’t really have a plan.
Then came the flash, or, rather flashes.
Flash One: A woman with Alzheimer’s and whether their long
term memory could remain intact, at least in spurts (the answer, according to
my personal neurologist, was yes—hurrah!).
Flash Two: A different woman hell-bent on claiming her spot
in a man’s life—his children be damned.
Most non-writers would probably see those flashes as odd
thoughts and move on. But for a writer? Game on!
Once I’d confirmed the memory possibilities for my
Alzheimer’s patient in the first flash, I began to build outward—using her
skill with a sketch pad to slowly unlock a murder. Sketch by sketch this woman
releases a chilling secret she’s hidden for nearly five years, a secret she
thought she’d been keeping to protect one person only to find out her silence
had actually enabled the real perpetrator to pull of the perfect crime.
But will anyone listen? After all, she has Alzheimer’s,
doesn’t she?
The holiday aspect of my book grabbed hold of the second
flash and spiraled that woman’s evil
intent in multiple directions, making her the perfect female Grinch to wreak
havoc among the series’ staple characters.
The next thing I knew, my fingers were off and running on my
keyboard as my first flash took center stage and the second flash morphed into
two different—yet interwoven—subplots.
Ahhhh…
I love it when that happens, don’t you?
Elizabeth Lynn Casey is the author of the Southern Sewing
Circle Mysteries with Berkley Prime Crime. LET
IT SEW, the 7th book in the series, is now available.
Additionally, she is also the author of the new Amish Mysteries (also with
Berkley) under her regular name, Laura Bradford. HEARSE AND BUGGY, the 1st
book in that series, released in June. When she’s not writing mysteries, Laura
occasionally dabbles in romances with her most recent release in that genre, STORYBOOK DAD. To learn more, visit: www.elizabethlynncasey.com or www.laurabradford.com.
Monday, November 12, 2012
The Next Big Thing for Me is Blessing or Curse
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Saturday, November 10, 2012
Visual Aids to Writing
By Kaye George
Then another light bulb lit up! I
already have a bunch of pictorial helps--on Pinterest! I started some boards as
soon as I got the deal, just thinking they might do some good. I have a Dessert
Bar board and one for Fat Cats! If you glance at my boards (http://pinterest.com/kayegeorge/),
you’ll see they all relate to something I’m writing in some way. I’ll need one
on Minneapolis, or maybe Dinkeytown, the setting for the series. Or maybe I
should combine all of those for myself. Since Pinterest just announced the new
Secret Boards, I can experiment and see what I come up with. I’m looking
forward to this!
I know many people use charts and
other visual aids for plotting, but this one is new to me. It’s not a new
concept by any means, but my TBR stack of articles has been there for quite a
while and the printouts of Jennifer Crusie’s blogs just came to the top this
week. Take a look at these two:
When I read these, I realized I
had done this, somewhat, when writing my Neanderthal mystery. I needed a lot of
help visualizing the people for this novel. I wanted to keep in mind what they
looked like--that they were not modern humans, but not animals either. I found
the best pictures I could and even assigned some of the pictures to the
individuals.
I’ve never done so much research
for anything in my life. I wanted the story to be as accurate as I could make
it. I set it in North America 30,000 years ago, as the last Ice Age was
approaching and as the Neanderthals were living their last days on earth as a
separate group of people. The Mississippi River didn’t exist, so I had to know
what the terrain was like. I had to find out what an approaching glacier would
look like, since all of them are receding now. Plants, animals, climate,
housing, clothing, I had pictures of it all. Plus, I drew a map of the
settlement and the surroundings, after figuring out how far a bunch of people
could move in a day. Whew!
Fast forward to the FAT CAT
series I’m writing. I had to spend a few weeks away from it to finish up my
project for Barking Rain Press, and I was very worried about getting back into
it. Crusie claims that a collage is a cure for that. If it really is, I’m all
for it. As I read her articles, I thought, “This is great! It will solve my
problems.”
Then another light bulb lit up! I
already have a bunch of pictorial helps--on Pinterest! I started some boards as
soon as I got the deal, just thinking they might do some good. I have a Dessert
Bar board and one for Fat Cats! If you glance at my boards (http://pinterest.com/kayegeorge/),
you’ll see they all relate to something I’m writing in some way. I’ll need one
on Minneapolis, or maybe Dinkeytown, the setting for the series. Or maybe I
should combine all of those for myself. Since Pinterest just announced the new
Secret Boards, I can experiment and see what I come up with. I’m looking
forward to this!
(Just found this: http://pinterest.com/volpane/for-collage-public-domain-images/)
However, I can’t find any
illustrations of collages. Oh well. Click on some of the fantastic ones on the
second Crusie link--they’re super duper!
Lightbulb & Glacier from Dreamstime
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Don’t Tell Me Again… and Again… and Again…
As I sit writing this, the
presidential election is going on. I have no idea of who won, though I do have
hopes. By the time you read this, however, all will be known. It will be over.
Perhaps that’s the second most
important thing about this whole unending mess. It will be over! Of course, who
won is the most important, but at last it will finally be over.
I for one have been sickened and
disgusted not only by the rhetoric, but by the pervasiveness of politics. Your
phone rings, and it’s more likely than not a robo-call urging you to vote for
someone. Political commercials fill the air like a swarm of gnats – and are
just about as annoying. Signs proliferate on billboards and lawns like
mushrooms. TV’s talking heads keep saying the same things over and over and
over.
You’ve probably gathered that I’m
tired of this circus (you’re right) and wondering just exactly what does this
have to do with writing?
If nothing else, this year’s
election brouhaha shows the boredom factor inherent in overkill.
I once read a manuscript written by
a woman who loved description. Really truly unbelievably self-indulgently loved
description. She described everything, from the heroine’s eyelashes to the main
house’s staircase in stultifying detail. And not just once. Every time someone
went up or down that dratted staircase she found something else about it to
rhapsodize over at adjectival length, but nothing she ever said about it was
germane to the plot. Her descriptions weren’t clues, weren’t even especially
part of her world-building after the first one or two; if anything, they were
more like love letters to the life she wished she lived.
She described practically
everything in the book with equally mind-numbing detail. The hero’s car. The
heroine’s wardrobe. The garden. The alley. The heroine’s office. The hero’s
office. On and on and on, until the manuscript was more like a catalogue sans
prices than a novel and I was crying ‘Enough, already!’
Of course, after a very few pages
it was obvious that this book was an offense of the worst Mary Sue type, where
the author was living the heroine’s life vicariously and projecting herself as
the heroine, making the book as much therapy as catalogue. Believing that life is too short to read bad books I wouldn’t have read
much past the first chapter had I not been contracted to edit the thing. As it
was, I did read the entire sorry mess, and I wrote a 7 page single-spaced
critique, but then declined to do a full edit. One only has so much strength
and I could foresee having to work with this writer line by painful line and I don’t
mean as a line edit. No, thank you!
So do we need description? Yes, of
course. We need to know our characters’ world. Historic or modern? Clean or
dirty? Antique or cutting edge? Rich or poor? Whatever, because the character’s
reaction to their surroundings helps define them as a character.
Conversely, we don’t need to see
every nailhead or scratch (unless they are definitely clues) and we certainly
don’t need to see the same thing again and again.
Description can be a powerful tool
if used properly. Also, in some formats more description is allowed than in
others. Noir description is usually spare. Cozy is a little more detailed.
Romance loves it. Even in the most fussy of formats I tend to like a certain
spareness. This allows me to use my imagination, see what is in my head.
Example – let’s go back to the
staircase. You can say it swoops upward in a graceful curve, that the banister
is dark with years of careful oiling, that the posts are carved with a wild
variety of floral motifs, that the carpet is a genuine Oriental runner, only
slightly worn… Got it? You now know the exact kind of staircase I meant, but I
am almost positive that if we were able to compare visuals, the staircase you
see is different from the one I see. We still have a similar idea of style,
status, etc. We don’t really need to know that the posts are carved with
acanthus, roses and ivy or that the carpet is pale blue in the Elephant’s Foot
pattern or that there is a wainscot which matches the banister.
This vague-but-exact description
makes the scene come more alive for the reader because it allows the reader to
participate – albeit following the form that you as the writer have created. A
wise sage once said ‘Less Is More’ and in description that is very true.
Janis Patterson is a
seventh-generation Texan and a third-generation wordsmith who has just taken
her first cautious steps into the world of self-publishing. This week she has
released THE AVENGING MAID (traditional Regency romance), QUARTET:FOUR SLIGHTLY
TWISTED TALES (mystery/supernatural short story anthology), THE DEVIL OF DRAGON
HOUSE (traditional Gothic romance) and LACEY (traditional Regency romance), all
under the name of Janis Susan May. All are available at Amazon and other major
etailers.
The Devil's Foothold
Here's the book I wrote about in my last post. Nice spooky cover for what I'm calling a supernatural mystery only available on Kindle.
It's likely the only book I'll ever do myself. As it turned out, I need a lot of help. I found a great cover artist who definitely got the "flavor" of the book.
Reading the directions for formatting for Kindle, for me was like reading something in Russian. I went to a friend who has great success and asked for help. Turns out her husband does all her formatting and putting it on Kindle. He helped me through the whole process--and ended up doing most of it himself. I've been calling him an angel.
The book is up there and I've had a few sales, but I need to get busy with more promotion.
So far there's not a single review which is a bit disheartening, but I suppose they'll come.
My biggest problem is as I said before, I have way too much to do.
Trying to find time to work on my Rocky Bluff P.D. mystery and I've been caught up in fixing the historical family saga.
And then I realized November was here and I needed to write a post for Make Mine Mystery--and here I am.
Marilyn
Thursday, November 1, 2012
More Favorite Movie Quotes
More Favorite Movie Quotes
by Randy Rawls
Last month, I wrote about some of my
favorite movie quotes. It stirred up some interesting responses and got me
thinking and looking around the Internet. I discovered a whole treasure of lines
from Humphrey Bogart movies.
CASABLANCA
Rick: Your cash is good at the bar.
Banker: What? Do you know who I am?
Rick: I do. You're lucky the bar's open to you.
Woman: What makes
saloonkeepers so snobbish?
Banker: Perhaps if you told him I ran the second largest banking house in Amsterdam.
Carl: Second largest? That wouldn't impress Rick. The leading banker in Amsterdam is now the pastry chef in our kitchen.
Banker: Perhaps if you told him I ran the second largest banking house in Amsterdam.
Carl: Second largest? That wouldn't impress Rick. The leading banker in Amsterdam is now the pastry chef in our kitchen.
Ugarte: You know, Rick, I
have many a friend in Casablanca, but somehow, just because you despise me, you
are the only one I trust.
Ilsa: Play it once, Sam. For
old times' sake.
Rick: ...Here's looking at you, kid.
Rick: Of all the gin joints,
in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine.
Rick: Louie, I think this is
the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
Rick: We'll always have Paris.
THE MALTESE FALCON
Brigid O'Shaughnessy: I
haven't lived a good life. I've been bad, worse than you could know.
Sam Spade: You know, that's good, because if you actually were as innocent as you pretend to be, we'd never get anywhere.
Sam Spade: You know, that's good, because if you actually were as innocent as you pretend to be, we'd never get anywhere.
Wilmer Cook: Keep on riding
me and they're gonna be picking iron out of your liver.
Sam Spade: The cheaper the crook, the gaudier the patter.
Sam Spade: The cheaper the crook, the gaudier the patter.
Sam Spade: My guess might be excellent or it
might be crummy, but Mrs. Spade didn't raise any children dippy enough to make
guesses in front of a district attorney, and an assistant district attorney and
a stenographer.
Detective Tom Polhaus: [picks
up the falcon] Heavy. What is it?
Sam Spade: The stuff that dreams are made of.
Sam Spade: The stuff that dreams are made of.
Sam Spade: People lose teeth
talking like that. If you want to hang around, you'll be polite.
Sam Spade: Don't be too sure
I'm as crooked as I'm supposed to be.
Charlie Allnut: Well I ain't
sorry for you no more, ya crazy, psalm-singing, skinny old maid!
Charlie: Well, yeah, but I
never tried shooting myself in the head neither.
Charlie Allnut: I don't
blame you for being scared—not one bit. Nobody with good sense ain't scared of
white water...
Rose Sayer: I never dreamed that any mere physical experience could be so stimulating!
Rose Sayer: I never dreamed that any mere physical experience could be so stimulating!
Charlie: What an absurd
idea! What an absurd idea! Lady, I may be a born fool, but you got ten absurd
ideas to my one, an' don't you forget it!
Captain of Louisa: I think I
shall have to hang you twice.
Captain of Louisa: By the
authority granted to me by his Imperial Majestey Kaiser Wilhelm the Second I
pronounce you man and wife—proceed with the execution.
Charlie: It's a great thing
to have a lady aboard with clean habits. It sets the man a good example. A man
alone, he gets to living like a hog.
Sorry to be so longwinded, but they go
on and on. Hard not to include them all. And that's only three of Bogie's
movies. I can keep this up forever.
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