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Tuesday, June 6, 2017

It's Okay to be Broken

I've just concluded reading Children of the Fifth Sun, by Dr. Gareth Worthington.  It was my first experience reviewing a work as an ARC Reader. I'm honored and humbled for the opportunity.

And let me tell you, I am so much better for the experience.

Today, this man, a fellow author, a peer waited patiently in a sweltering sauna of a hotel room in Budapest in the middle of the night whilst I worked through some emotions. Because his work was brilliant, beautiful. It raised my perception, my consciousness.

The novel has everything; the old cliché, something for everyone. Yep. But it doesn't end there. The action never stops. Hooks within hooks, and blind curves at unpredictable places with an ending I didn't at all expect.

The story has settings all around the world, with cultural diversity and high-level research amassed over countless years to yield the end result you would expect from a book of this caliber.

What I couldn't foresee were the feelings I had, how I was pulled in again and again, like being sucked into some vortex that defied all laws of reason.

It hit me, hard, on a pure emotional level. Raw. Truthful. Real.

The main protagonist, Kelly Graham, is flawed. He's broken. Not remarkable, because most people are whether they care to admit it or not. But there's a purity about him. His intent is well-meaning. He grows on you like a fungus. Just trying to get through life without hurting himself or anybody else. Trying to escape the pain as best as he can. Because he knows what pain is.

Now I'm crying again. And it's okay, because the sun always shines through after a storm.

See Gareth's latest blog post here.

You can get an advance copy of the first nine chapters of Children of the Fifth Sun by clicking here and the novel is available for pre-order here.

Dr. Worthington is represented by Gandolfo, Helin & Fountain Literary Management.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Bathing Suit Shopping (A Horror Story)

'Tis the season I dread. I loath it in its entirety.

Yes, ladies (and the gentlemen readers also), it's swimsuit season in southern California.

Every year, I visit several department stores and mass merchandisers looking for "the suit". And each time, I tearfully retreat to my vehicle at the far end of the parking lot, disgusted with myself and empty handed save the Ding Dong I may or may not be shoving in my face.

(Hey, don't judge! I'm drinking a Diet Coke, they cancel themselves out. It's like not eating anything. I admit, I do good for a while, then I completely fall off the diet wagon. I like food. But it's a love-hate relationship, because it doesn't like me back.)

I refuse to even look at any of the "plus size suits" (ie: yards and yards of fabric to cover miles and miles of me). To purchase one of these monstrosities is to concede defeat -- I'd rather swim naked (which I have done, late at night, by myself, in the dark, with no witnesses.)

Why do I do this to myself? Perhaps I truly am a sucker for punishment. Well, here we go again:

This morning, I arrived at my friendly neighborhood Walmart with my poor, long-suffering husband in tow. Someone needs to talk to the Pope about him. He's obviously up for sainthood having to put up with my whining year-after-horrific year.

Anyhow, we go in and he says to me "So, you going to look at bathing suits?"

And I'm like, "Yeah, I guess so."

He gives me a pitiful look, because he already knows the drill, and says "Okay, I'll be in the (insert manly section of the store here) if you need me."

And then he sprints away. I mean he disappears, as in "now you see him, now you don't."

Completely deflated, I head for the racks of brightly-colored polyester scraps of fabric with strings and clasps. Some of these winners actually contain metal cages for keeping everything that mother nature gave to you uplifted and perky, whist attempting the impossible of sucking in two pregnancies. They are tantamount to sadistic devices of torture you'd likely find in a dungeon somewhere. Never mind being able to actually swim in these contraptions, much less walk, sit, (lay down, roll over, play dead).

I bypass all of those and head for something that might actually be wearable, knowing I'll just get it in the dressing room and have to put it back on the hanger, not being able to actually pull the micro bottoms up past my knees, while the top with the death-lacing leaves very little to the imagination and my cup runneth over.

I make a couple of selections in something that might almost be my size and head for the dressing room, not feeling very optimistic.

HOLY CRAP!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT. I CAN ACTUALLY GET THE BOTTOMS ON PAST MY THIGHS, ALL THE WAY TO MY ... um yes, well.

I settle on a pair of swim shorts and a minimizing bandeau top that I'll likely pair with a tank top:



Look out summer, here I come!

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

A Brief Conversation with a Phenomenal Author, Jonas Saul


This week, I had the extraordinary pleasure of learning about my favorite Author, Mr. Jonas Saul. Jonas was kind enough to allow me the opportunity to interview him for my blog.



Jonas has been writing novels and short stories for more than twenty years and has written over thirty novels and fifty short stories including the Sarah Roberts Series, the Jake Wood Series, and the Mafia Trilogy.  His Sarah Roberts series and the Jake Wood series are both optioned in Hollywood.

     Tell us about your newest release for Sarah Roberts, Book 18, “The Terror”:

The Terror is the eighteenth novel in the Sarah Roberts Series. This woman has been through a lot in eighteen books and this novel is no different. She’s confronted with the task of solving the mystery of why a random set of bombings have besieged the city of Kelowna—bombings that have the authorities perplexed.

Why Sarah? Because she had proven herself over the seventeen novels before this one as something of a fixer.

Sarah started out as an unknown vigilante in book one, Dark Visions, and built her reputation over the years. What makes her unique is her dead sister, Vivian. Sarah’s sister speaks to her, offering prophetic tidbits of information about the future. In the beginning, Sarah was an automatic writer. She would black out and while unconscious, her sister would channel through her hand to write a prophecy. That ability has evolved throughout the novels and over time Sarah is now able to hear her sister in her head. In the current novels, they speak internally quite often.

Although, in The Terror, something happens that has never happened before, leaving the sisters—one alive, one dead—with a tenuous connection that proves quite difficult for Sarah to navigate when she needs her sister the most.

     Please tell us about future books in the Sarah Roberts’ series:

Book nineteen is called The Chase. It’s slated to release in the latter part of March. The Toronto Mafia, one family of the seven that oversee Toronto operations, is in pursuit of Sarah to fulfill their personal agenda. Only one person suspects why they’re hunting Sarah and when that person is confronted with the truth, there’s nothing left to do but sacrifice himself to save Sarah’s life. But with all good plans, this one is fraught with error and everything goes wrong. That’s where The Chase begins!

Book Twenty, The Betrayal, is due by June or July of this year. This novel will be a very moving book for many as someone—or someones—very close to Sarah, someone she’s come to trust over the years, has betrayed her in the worst way. The betrayal means certain death for Sarah. When she finds herself in that terrible position, there are no tricks left in the bag. In a way, book twenty is the end of Sarah as the trust is gone and the betrayal is earth-shattering. The Sarah we have grown to know and love must exit this cruel earth to join her sister. Alternatives are limited and this book ends in a graphic, fitting way.

But alas, book twenty-one is called, Sarah’s Return. Unfortunately, this novel is not due until sometime next year. It all depends on the writing and publication of this novel, but it may be held up until late 2018. I have a brief outline but have not started writing a single line of this novel as of yet.

     Where do you see Sarah Roberts in five years? In ten?
 
Sarah will continue to grow. That much is certain. If anything, that’s the one constant I’ve always strived for—making sure Sarah evolved in some way during the process of each novel. In five years I see Sarah encountering villains in book twenty-five or thirty. In ten years I see Sarah with a daughter of her own. I can’t wait to write her daughter as Sarah’s child has even more psychic ability than Sarah has, not to mention telekinesis. Finally, one day, many years from now, Sarah might move on and be in her daughter’s head, guiding her along, but with Sarah’s particular, unique voice. This is all hypothetical at this early stage, but one can dream.

Lastly, in the five to ten years, I see Sarah on the television with her own TV series and possibly on the big screen in a successful movie franchise—at least I hope so!

     When did you come up with the idea of featuring the names of your readers as book characters? Are you the only author that does that?

I must start the answer to this question by revealing a true fact about me: I have difficulty remembering names. Like someone who suffers from prosopagnosia and can’t remember faces, I can’t recall names too well. (Family and close friends excluded—those names are no issue).

When I’m reading a book, once a character is introduced, I forget their name. It’s quite maddening, really. Ten pages later, Mary and John are meeting up for coffee and there’s all this tension and I have no idea who Mary and John are. This happens every single novel. So I have to perform name association for each and every novel I read. I have to really work hard at remembering names.

I’ve always loved the name Sarah and the name Aaron because of its unique spelling with the As. Parkman only has ever been called Parkman in the series. I have no idea what his other names are, even if he has another name.

During the writing of any novel, I have a small pad of paper beside me while typing. In this pad, I write down the name of every character and who they are and why they are important and so on and so on. Sometimes I even have to write the chapter they’re in to recall who I’m writing about. The worst is when a reader says, “I loved what you did with (enter a not-regular character name from one of my books here).” I’m usually lost as the names elude me unless it’s the main character or villain and I wrote their name several hundred times, I have no idea who they are.

Finally, (long answer—I know), coming up with names is even worse. I have to use something called a name generator. That led to the idea of using reader names so I didn’t have to think them up anymore. In fact, using a reader’s name helps me because I’ve talked to that reader on social media and will remember their name more readily.

Originally, I came up with the idea for book five, The Victim, when I used Mara as a female detective. Mara Martinez was a reader from the Toronto area who often expressed her love for the Sarah Series. To honor her and immortalize her name, I added it to the series and expressed my gratitude in the Afterword. By book seven, The Vigilante, I was doing it again. Then readers began emailing and messaging me to add their names to the series. I have more names than I could ever use now, but I love doing it. I’m beyond grateful for the readers I have and if they want their names in the story, I’m more than happy to do that, not to mention how much it helps me with my name-memory deficiency.

     How far ahead do you generally plan for a novel in a series?
 
I’m usually four books ahead at any given time. Whether in a series or a standalone, I’m usually four novels ahead with one or two other novel ideas floating around. Outlines are written out for those four novels and all that’s needed after that is time at the computer.
Novel schedule for 2017:
1.  “The Chase,” Sarah Roberts Book 19 - Due March 2017
2.  “The Betrayal,” Sarah Roberts Book 20 - Due June 2017
3.  “The Target,” Jake Wood Book 2 - Due August 2017
4.  “Ruthless” - a standalone thriller - Due November 2017
5.  Book three to The Snake series (Jake Wood) is due early 2018 (In this case, Book three of the Jake Wood Series has no title and is not outlined yet.)

     Do your book characters ever dictate the storyline to you? For example, you’re writing away and you have a thought in mind for a scene, then someone does something you would have never expected?

In some ways, yes, but only minor characters. My main characters already have their outline, their mission statement. For me as an author, Sarah or Parkman never deviate from what they need to do or who they are. They can come across as unpredictable at times, but that was part of the scene, part of my plan.

Minor characters, on the other hand, have often surprised me. I might set out to write a scene where one character was set to die by the end of the scene but they made it out alive. I’m surprised by this, but it usually works out as I learn that I needed that character later on. Or the opposite can happen.

Sometimes characters have been known to alter the outline and make the story take another route entirely, but I love that and I flow with it.

     You sort of left us hanging in “The Snake”. Please tell us about your upcoming release of “The Target”, number two in the Jake Wood’s series. What will that be about? When is the estimated release?

As mentioned above, The Target, Book Two in Jake’s series, comes out this summer. At this point, I feel August is a reasonable estimation for release but things can change.

The Target starts off with Jake trying to deal with what he’d done at the end of the first novel while still reeling over the loss of Wendy, his fiancée. As the authorities are hunting him (his fingerprints were pulled from a doorknob at a murder scene), Jake is going after Fortech Industries, the company that was responsible for the chemically altered snakes and who is the employer of Adam and his team. This ultra-secret agency becomes hard to find all the while the authorities are getting closer to Jake. As time runs out, only his ex-partner Kirk, with a little help from Wendy, can save him. The ending is insane and sets up for book three as Jake learns more of his powers and grows to become part man, part snake.

     You’ve brought characters from other series into the Sarah Roberts’ series like Darwin Kostas, and his wife, Rosina from “The Mafia Trilogy”, and Aaron Stevens from “The Specter”. Do you envision pairing Jake Wood and Sarah Roberts in an upcoming novel?

At this time I have not. It’s always an interesting thought for me as a writer because these characters take on a life of their own. Sarah’s with me all the time. My wife will say something and I’ll be like, “Hey, that sounded just like Sarah!” Sometimes I even write that stuff down to include in a book. There are a dozen things Sarah’s said in the novels over the years that came from my wife.

Since these characters are so real to me, I love when they cross-pollinate my novels. It’s like bringing back an old friend. At the end of the Mafia Trilogy, I wept. The final scenes took longer than the others as I had to keep wiping my eyes to see the keyboard. The love Darwin had for Rosina, the things he endured to save her and get back to her. That he would gladly die for her, moved me beyond words. After the Trilogy was over, I missed them immensely, thinking about them in the Italian hills of Umbria.

I couldn’t stand it any longer.

When Sarah took a train north of Rome in Book Eight, The Rogue, I had Darwin and Rosina sitting on a bench at the train station. They met. The rest is history. Darwin’s a big part of Sarah’s life and has even saved her life several times since Book Eight. Darwin has a huge part in The Chase, Book Nineteen!

Jake Wood and Sarah? Not sure. The jury is out. Maybe. Possibly. They spend a lot of time in the same city. Who knows, maybe they’ll bump into each other on the street one day. I’ll let the characters decide this one.

     Describe your best day:

My best day is up at 7:00 am with coffee. Read for an hour and then consume breakfast. In my office by 9:00 am where I spend anywhere from 30-60 minutes responding to emails and browsing the news and social media sites. Also checking sales and reviews on the novels.

Ideally, I like to start typing my word count of the day by 10:00 am, but sometimes I end up starting at 10:30 am. After two thousand words, I’m ready for a break. I head off to the gym where I work out for an hour, then return home for coffee and lunch.

Back at my desk by 1:30 pm-2:00 pm to complete another couple of thousand words. My goal is three to four thousand words per day, five days a week. I used to write more and produce 5-6 novels per year, but I’ve slowed down. Now I’m getting 3-4 novels written and released per year. That schedule works much better for me.

Ultimately, I’m usually done writing by 4:00 pm and heading up to the library (in our house) to read. I’m a vociferous reader and love to get into my easy chair slightly before dinner to begin reading. By 7:00 pm, my wife has finished her writing and her artwork and will often join me in the library. We sit with the fire going, a tasty beverage in hand, classical music emitting from the stereo, and a book in our hands until bedtime which is usually close to midnight—or whenever we can pull ourselves away from whatever book we’re reading at the time.

That’s my best day. Mostly, that’s an average day. Sometimes life gets in the way and that routine has to change, but that’s what we love to do. Work throughout the day, workout to avoid a complete sedentary lifestyle, and read each and every evening.

To learn more about Jonas Saul, please visit his author page on Amazon, his Website, Twitter, and Facebook.

Monday, December 26, 2016

The Meaning of Love

Two nights ago, on Christmas Eve, my husband and I were plotting for the biggest surprise we had ever given to any of our children: the gift of a car.

I'm not talking a Mercedes or a Porche (or any vehicle's name I cannot pronounce). I'm talking a PT Cruiser, and a beater at that.

But to this kid, It might have well been plated in solid gold and ran on fairy dust.

Yes, as the child gets older, the price of the toys goes higher.

Late that evening, and into the early morning, I'm wrapping gifts. My husband sits in the chair opposite me to hand me gifts, tags, pens and the use of an occasional index finger in order to tie a ribbon.

I opened my mind to him and started to talk about, well, me.

I discussed my hopes and aspirations, and my fears. Self-doubt sometimes raises its ugly head into the realm of my consciousness and messes with my feelings of self-worth. Lately, I reflect, it's been an uphill battle and something I've been having to beat down.

I tell him that I've been waiting to hear from a literary agent, and my present outlook is not a good one. Speaking my thoughts out loud, I say that I will probably self-publish, publish the sequel then drop it and never write another word.

Without batting an eye, my husband replies with the most awesome thing he has ever said. He tells me, "I don't see you giving up your dreams, not in light of the fact of how far you've already come. I think you should continue to try. It's something you enjoy. If no one else reads your stories, what do you care? You're already a success because you've set out to do something you've always wanted to do. You're not a quitter."

This man gave me the best gift I could have ever received.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

The Joys of being both a Paralegal and a Writer



So I’m just getting to work and I call my husband. He’s on the road also (like he always is). Today he has a ride-along trainee with him.

He gets cut off or something and yells “Idiot!” to the other driver. It's very loud and it makes me jump a little (I'm sensitive to that sort of thing).

The ride along guy asks if he was calling me an idiot.

My husband responds, “Naw, dude. I like waking up alive and in one piece.”

And he knows.

Because I’m a Paralegal and a Writer. That means I can orchestrate a really creative scenario and also come up with a plausible alibi.

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Strange Dreams

I had a seriously strange dream last night, or maybe it was this morning. Once I dreamt it, I couldn't go back to sleep. It's been seriously hounding me all day.

I was in a parking lot, walking towards some type of large store, like a Walmart, when this fellow parked his vehicle in my path and exited his car leading a large wild boar, or warthog, or something like that by a leash, like the kind dog walkers use. The animal was large, seething and surly. His tusks were long, thick and pointed, his hair dark and coarse. 

I stood in front of the two of them, my feet frozen to the ground, engulfed in fear. All of a sudden, the animal broke free from the leash and charged right for me.

My first instinct was to just jump out of his way. The beast was so fast, like a blur, and I barely cleared his attack. I could feel the rough coarse hair brush the bottoms of my feet. He charged a second and third time. All three times I was able to get out of his way.

I woke a little shaky, not nearly as bad as when I was younger and woke from similar dreams.

It's been years since I've had an animal dream. I would dream of large bears, or lions chasing me as I ran through fog so thick it felt like I was running through water. It made me feel slow, sluggish. Anything could have caught me. I would fail to outrun the animal. He would catch me, claw at my flesh and maul me.

I would awake a screaming, trembling, sobbing wreck. It felt so real. I felt so helpless. It would take me a moment or two to realize it for what it was, a horrible nightmare.

I can only surmise that I may be getting better. It may be that I am better able to cope with my out-of-control past.

No longer a victim but a survivor.


Monday, October 10, 2016

Spanish Rice

My cousin, Kelly, in Martinsville, Indiana asked me if I remembered how to make Grandma's Spanish rice. I really had to think about this, because I only remember having it once, so it took a while to remember exactly what went into it.

But, yay! I figured it out and through trial-and-error, here it is!

Grandma's Spanish Rice

2 T. Butter or EVOO
1 small onion, diced
1 c. rice (I like Mahatma) rinsed and dried as much as possible
1 8 oz. can of tomato puree or sauce
1 7 oz can of Green Giant ® Mexicorn, drained
1/2 tsp. chili powder
1/2 tsp. chicken bouillon
1 1/2 c. hot water

Melt butter or heat EVOO in a skillet over medium heat.
Add diced onion and sautee for 2 minutes
Add rice to onion and oil and continue to sautee. Rice should cook until slightly browned.
Add the tomatoes and corn and stir. Simmer while you prepare fluid.
Heat water to boiling then add bouillon and chili powder and dissolve stirring constantly.
Add liquid to rice mixture and increase heat to boiling.
Cover and simmer (about 15 minutes) or until water is absorbed.

Makes about 4 servings.

You can add more or less of the chili powder depending on how much heat you want.