I mentioned yesterday how impressive The Bonus Pool was by Dale Amidei, and I was only halfway through. Well, I finished it around 1 a.m. or so, and it really is that good.
His writing is enough to make many of us, especially newbies, stumble, stop, and wonder just what the heck are we thinking, trying to write? Phttp. Bears repeating. It is that good. Kinda envious here. No, that’s not right. Freakin’ envious.
I think all of my fingernails are much shorter. <Looks> Yep.
Modern day espionage meets Boone, a woman searching. Add intrigue, angst, assassins, and a lot of characters well written, faith, and folly.
The thread doesn’t fall apart. The plot is insanely realistic. Pretty sure Dale was a spy in his lifetime…
I am glad I have both copies in paperback. Why? ‘Cause these are worth reading again, especially during the zombie apocalypse. Or maybe, just tomorrow.
Dale is an Indie author. Give him a worthy review, because if they had stars higher than five, I’d hit the top.
Great writing. Kinda hatin’ on ya, Dale. PHTTP.
My works are not filled with sex scenes or erotica. On purpose. Yep, I know sex sells, but I would rather NOT sell at all than pander to the worldly view of voyeurism. Image, well maybe not that ‘cute,’ but you get the idea.
Passion is different. Fighting the battle of not falling into sex is a battle (a subplot) but the main plot is that which grabs. I have read good writing and must skip the erotic scenes because it’s simply a turn-off.
My main characters are flawed, angry, worldly, physically flawed, and emotionally damaged. Once they accept Christ, they backslide. Are we perfect? St. Paul bemoaned his imperfections. At the end of his life he says, ‘I fought the fight, I ran the race’ … what in heaven’s name could that possibly mean? It’s an easy thing to accept grace. It’s a battle to walk, even pray or read the Bible.
I read/write Christian suspense/romance. I want readers to know the plot and the subplot of walking the talk of faith, stumbling, battling the worldly enemy as well as the physical enemy. Asking for help understanding Scripture. It ‘is’ realistic. It is attainable in real life. Using sex to sell is an easy copout.
What do you think?
Hi friends of the written word. And food. Etc.
I was invited for an interview regarding my (healthy) cookbook on an internet based radio show, one I’ve never been on.
PR is PR. Right? It is exposure, and I will be donating a portion of my proceeds to disabled vets.
The radio show is Republic News Radio 101 and you can tune in here: http://tunein.com/station/?StationId=287184
It begins at 9 PM EST and I will also be chit-chatting about my fiction, my website and how to purchase the cookbook.
Hope to see you there! Well, with internet vibes ….
Here is the link to my website because I KNOW you’ll want the cookbook… http://cmahoneyfnp.wixsite.com/claireosullivan
Just click on the URL next to Fabulous Foods. After Oct. 31, click on the book.. it’s confusing yes. I know.
Coffee, please…. just another 5 pots.
October 15, 2017
Well, okay. Not five pots. Maybe a cup or two.
This morning I had a fire in the wood stove. Yes, it was that cold, unless you’re a polar bear. Or you have an overactive thyroid…
Now I have a screen (big TV screen) running my ‘tropical island paradise.’ This could be good. Or bad. I am sooooo calm, sleeping on the beach (aka couch) sounds like a great idea. This is the perfect setting for my characters to snooze in, too. Is there a ‘what the heck?’ music track? Anyone else write to music?
I am not done reading a thriller by Dale Amidei, Absinthe and Chocolate. But I am close. Perhaps that’s the reason I need a senior nap. Up too late, once again.
I have a process, like all authors. I come up with an idea, work a plot out of it (sometimes that whole concept crashes big time), get a handful of characters, and head to NanoWrimo.
This is my first year since 2012 where I will be in absenscia I am in the rewrite process of all but one. Of course I try to work on one at a time… Then there’s the rock, hammer, scissors. Sometimes all at the same time.
What’s your process?
For me, I always have to work on the characters. Are they flatter than a pancake? It’s easier to develop biological weapons from dust than to rewrite a character meh to great.
That’s where I am at with Forget Me Not: Non Compos Mentis ( compost was an appropriate term a bit ago). I had to write in a love interest’s point of view. Otherwise it looked more like 50 Shades without the sex scenes. Meh.
Ah, keep your shirt on.
I removed the first three chapters of How to Steal a Romance … see how it works? A wee bit for fun…
Then, addiction strikes.
It will be published, and hopefully within my – and your lifetime, and hope that addiction sticks …. 🙂
If you keep up with my website, you may think you have arrived on the wrong page. Well as the weather cools down, I am looking for tropical. I may also check into a good fireplace video that I can upload. I am not even CLOSE to being done. But, if you like the ocean … a margarita… come on by.
Have you ever been without your computer for days on end? What a traumatic experience for me! ha ha.
I had a notebook, however. A pen. And the time and frustration to get my writing in. So I fiddled with the rewrite for Forget Me Not (the novel I have been avoiding like the black death — that’s the plague for those who’ve never heard of it, or in the words of Monty Python and the Holy Grail: “Bring out your dead! Bring out your dead!”). Yes, and it was a comedy. Forget Me Not is now in the ‘typing’ stage of rewrite/edit.
Then because I didn’t have enough to do, I started the third in the Whiskey River Series (1. How to Steal a Romance and 2. Glass Slipper), working title, Murder in the Mist.
I read a blog that said writers shouldn’t blog… Then read a blog that said writers should plot/plan (basically, totally pants it). Also read a blog that proclaimed that blogging and social media had nothing to do with writing and to eschew it.
Well, says I, snappy writing in social media is like a snappy ad, or PSA (public service announcement), and economy of words = writing, editing, rewriting. Try twitter. A fifteen word pitch for your novel. Get onto Facebook, etc., and work over your 85 word back flap on a writers group. Get feedback. When you hit a dry moment, work on a blog to keep your friends/ family/ fans up-to-date.
And try to tell the authors who write online for a living that it’s not real. Yeah, good luck telling an author online that.
Okay, all writers. Do me a huge favor. You are not a writer, you are not an aspiring writer. You are not hoping to be a writer. You are not ‘trying’ to get a book published or agented. And you are not trying to be a paid author ‘some day.’ To me, that says you are not reaching high enough. A writer is a fiddler of words on occasion, like how I used to write poetry (which was bad). An author is one who seeks to be a pro. If you get paid or not, you are an author. Like the saying goes, you might be an author if you say writing is your job/career, not the one you actually get paid for…
One last favor: Support other authors. Follow their blogs, newsletters and websites. Follow them on Twitter, Facebook. Do NOT drag them down. Never, ever stamp out even a flickering flame. All it takes is one jealous, mean-spirited review to destroy the confidence the new author has, and their possible Really Great Novel may be shot down in flames. I am not saying be dishonest. I am saying, be respectful. Our work is always part of us, remember that, for yourself as well.
If you buy a book … please review it. If it came in bad shape or you don’t like the genre, don’t give it a one star… ! Gimme a break. If you spot some spelling and grammar problems, but you like the content well enough (despite that you ‘wouldn’t have written it like that’), check your ego at the door before you read, and remember, some editors and publishers are actually human and make a mistake…
Whatever you do, write gold, and give gold. You are never going to be a Stephen King, no matter your genre. Keep that in mind.
(I have no idea where I plagiarized that pic, but it was from SomeeCards ha, ha)
Short, sweet, to the point. Be safe from east to west, north to south. More hurricanes on the way. Please give this information to all you know out there, in another path!
YES, this may very well offend some of you. Well, darn. But it needs to be said, shared, because we do not live forever.
I hear all the time these are the End Times. Feels like it. But… they said that every age. Crazy people actually name the day and time. Maybe not insane, just misled, overly hopeful, not to mention, arrogant. Sadly, this causes such disappointment in those who believe that, they fall away. Others mock, rightly so.
Today is a come to Jesus moment. In actuality. Not because of hurricanes, tornadoes, fires, earthquakes, economic distress, crazy plagues.. okay. Maybe a bit. It’s throughout the Torah. The Bible. Most folks say Jesus was a Christian. Not. He was 100% Jewish. Born in Bethlehem. Others believe He wrote the Gospels. Not. He taught everything from the Torah. Every. Last. Word.
Which brings me to the point. Jesus freaked everyone out. First, he told everyone they had to be perfect, better than the Pharisees. Then, He claimed to be God. OH the elite religious went nuts!
Can God become man? That’s sorta like asking how many angels can dance on the end of a pin. Or, can He create a rock so big He can’t move it… The Torah says nothing is impossible for God. So then. He is the only perfect man, not a shell with God inside, but fully man, fully human. Gave himself, not ‘one for the team.’ Not (as the Pope says) just be good enough…(works), but Jesus (Yeshua) the Messiah gave us, covered us with His sacrificial Passover blood of the perfect lamb. Freeing us.
There is no other religion that frees us from our wrongs (sin) with the one time sacrifice for us on the Cross. Every other religion relies on works. Work hard enough to be good to make it.
Here’s an analogy. The best swimmer in all of the world stands on the beach with you and a 99 pound weakling. Your goal? Hawaii. Everyone jumps in. Yet, will anyone make it? NO. You and your swimming buddies will have to dodge the sharks, the cold, the lack of food. The desire to get to Hawaii desperately, hoping, not sure. Eventually realizing they need a ship to save them. Take them to Hawaii.
That is all of us. We all fall short of the glory of God. What does that mean? We don’t got no chance, because we don’t have a clue, nor the capability.
A lot of folks say it’s crazy. How can a Trinity exist? Oh, really this is so simple a child can understand. From my point of view.
Pretend for a moment you have never read the Bible. Not even Genesis. But in the first book of the Bible, Genesis, He said… let us make man in our image (man is also woman…). OUR. Let’s go on.
Angels cannot be God(s). There is only ONE God, not many. So, if One God is US, what does that mean? First, let me start here. I ask you, you want an egg? You say, sure… I say, which part? The yolk? The white? The shell?
So what’s with the egg? The yolk is ‘like’ the Father. The white is ‘like’ the Holy Spirit. The shell is ‘like’ Jesus, and the shell holds all of the egg together, the fullness of the egg when I show it to you. HMM. Because the Bible says Jesus was with God in the beginning, and then … lived among us, the fullness of God, His very image. As an aside, some believe Satan was his bro. Ah, no. A fallen angel. Became the devil.
Let’s move on. He said in Genesis, let us make man in our image. Take the egg concept. Our most inner soul or spirit was created to be an image of the Father. Our brain is our mind, in the image of the Holy Spirit. And our body is what you and I see … yet without all three, we aren’t there. That may not be perfect but it is the best I can do.
So … why do we need a Savior? Well, there’s that whole apple (persimmon tee hee?) debacle. Woman wasn’t standing there all alone. Mmm, mmm. Adam stood right next to her. They didn’t die… but they were booted from the garden and their spirit died, laid dormant, and that has passed onto us.
The Exodus of the Hebrew slaves from Egypt was a picture of the future. The blood of a perfect lamb on the doors of those who believed. They were saved. The death of Christ was on the day of Preparation for the Passover. Sunday, He was alive. Death and the law nailed to the Cross.
My final point. We don’t know anything about the date or time. We recognize only the signs. We don’t know if we will live through tomorrow. We don’t know if our friends or family know. Time is short because our years are limited. So.. if you don’t know, if you don’t believe, here’s the short version:
1. Admit you believe in yourself as a god (idolatry, which is a sin), that you have lied even once … or stolen … even a pen … have lusted … wanted someone, something not yours … have hated/murdered (war doesn’t count, different Hebrew word). Have not loved your neighbor as yourself (the Golden Rule). Have not respected your parents… !
2. Believe that only Yeshua the Messiah (Jesus Christ) is the only way to saving you from your sin.
3. Confess with your mouth (speak it out loud!) that Jesus (only) and believe in your heart (not lip service) that Jesus is Lord, and you will be saved. This is NOT by works. It is by FAITH – the belief in what we cannot see that He gives you through GRACE, so no one can boast.
Then, grab a Bible. Recognize that mercy is not getting what we deserve. Grace is getting what we do not deserve. This is your salvation.
Want some verses to prove that Israel is the land of the Jews, that in the Torah Jesus is there? Where in the NT Jesus is the only likeness of God Ask me. Get into a good church. Ask me. There are some that lose sight. Blind leading the blind. Get a Bible, not one specific to a religion. You can ask me that, too. Want to know where to start? Ask me that one, too!